This righteous way always wants to die

"..." Duan Fanchen seemed to regret it when he slapped that slap, but it was a pity that three points of force did not prevent the Bu Ji from smashing through the wall.

"You guys are..." Ling Che looked at Duan Fanchen who came in with the divination machine, with a confused expression on his face.

"Cure him!" Duan Fanchen threw the divination machine on the ground like a torn rag.

"Bu Ji is fine, Lord Fanchen, please don't trouble Brother Ling Che to rest." Bu Ji didn't get dizzy and didn't mind Duan Fanchen's rough behavior.

"..." Duan Fanchen looked at the retarded expression.

Ling Che also vaguely felt the corners of his mouth twitching a little, and the twitching even more when he was about to smile.

Duan Fanchen couldn't stand the divination and went to retreat.

"...Brother Bu, don't be a demon! Now is the time for the meeting to subdue demons, how can the people of the devil way be bound without restraint!" Ling Che looked at Bu Ji who had not yet recovered, and felt a mouthful of blood choked in his throat. want to spit out.

However, the actual situation is that he was dragged by the divination machine all the way to other demon sects and persuaded one by one, time flies.

In the magic world, everyone knows that Duan Fanchen has a male concubine with a brain...

Ling Che also accepted the shameless lower limit of the divination machine.

When facing the other demons who claimed to be Lord Mortal Lord's hair with a righteous face, Ling Che rarely felt a little bit at ease when he looked at the faces with dull expressions.

However, three months have passed, and the actual situation is still slipping in the direction that Bu Ji least wants to go.

"Go back." Bu Ji stood upright on the fairy sword and said these words, Ling Che sighed, but didn't say anything more.

Brother Bu's "people-oriented" is not empty talk, this kind of honesty can't be disgusted, but can only be admired from the bottom of your heart.

"Ahem..." Bu Ji's straight back was slightly bent, and then he gently covered his lips with one hand.

The crisp sound of jingling bells trembled with his body.

"Why don't you treat him well?" Ling Che stepped forward and pressed his back.

too skinny.

"This is the agreement." Bu Ji shook his head casually, and said something that Ling Che didn't quite understand.

A sky-blue paper crane slowly floated to Bu Ji's side as if it had come to life, circled around reluctantly, and then brought the starting point of stars down.

On the paper, the dragon-flying and phoenix-dancing seal characters conveyed the other party's longing and apology for the divining machine, as if they were about to soar through the clouds and ride the fog.

"It's okay, please take care of yourself." Bu Ji's paralyzed face was rarely relieved, but he only left such a line of words to the other party, but he didn't notice that a drop of blood slowly fell on the rice paper for the reply, and he folded it hastily. Then let the boat in his hand float into the air again.

Slightly smoothed the paper crane and put it in his arms.

Ling Che watched this scene, but didn't say anything, just sighed.

Love is a bet to give your heart to the other party.

But this time, the devil who has always been used to playing tricks on others seems to have given his heart.

But what did the entrusted person think?

The golden boat swayed, with a kind of unhurried air, but it easily slipped through the gaps in the formation, making it impossible to find out.

The person sitting by the window, with his eyes closed, gently drinks the sweet coconut juice.

As if feeling something, he turned his head.

Stretching out his hand, the golden boat wobbled towards it, as if the ferryman had seen the stopped ferry, and then landed.

A word drilled into his mind with a voice.

A flat, almost indifferent voice.

But it made him feel a little soft.

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00 Hmm, shou er~ well, cats and dogs are stricken with chasing facial paralysis~~