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Lan Qiaoyi was taken aback for a moment, subconsciously moved away from staring at the man, pursed his lips, feeling a little embarrassed.

Chu Yue stood in front of the spirit card that was staggered and looked like it had been maliciously damaged by someone. His eyes were heavy, and he seemed to be analyzing the important clues in it.

It seems that there is no difference because of the sudden increase in favorability.

——At least from Lan Qiaoyi's point of view.

It's just that in places he didn't know, the man's eyes never left him.

Out of the corner of his eye, Chu Yue glanced at the young man beside him. It was unknown whether it was because of fear or something else that he was holding tightly to him. His beautiful and voluptuous face showed a crisp whiteness.

He frowned, but his attention was inevitably attracted by the soft touch under his palm.

A boy... how can he be so soft?

It is similar to Zhou Ziji's idea.

[Chu Yue's favorability: 45%]

...What on earth was I thinking? Didn't I dislike this kind of person who is so weak at first glance?When such a person arrives in the dungeon world, I am afraid that they are just sent to die.

[Chu Yue's favorability: 43%]

The young man beside him tilted his head and looked over, the slender white wrist in the palm of his hand that seemed to be broken when folded moved slightly, as if a light feather had scratched the tip of the man's heart.

[Chu Yue's favorability: 46%]

[Jiujiu, is the detection function of the system broken?How much is Chu Yue's favorability? ]

The ever-changing favorability value in his mind made Lan Qiaoyi extremely at a loss.

[......]

If 039 has an anthropomorphic body, its expression at this time must be speechless and suspicious.

[Don't worry about the host, the system will not be broken~ I can only say that the task target is delicate, the host must continue to work hard~]

A man's heart, a needle under the sea.

039 secretly complained.

[Ok. ]

Just thinking about the "little waste system" he was bound to, Lan Qiaoyi's mood was a little mixed, but he knew in his heart that with his strength, without the help of 039, he would definitely not be in such a dangerous situation. Survived in the copy of the task.

Lan Qiaoyi knew that 039 would not deceive himself, so even though there were still many doubts in his heart, he still chose to trust the other party.

But looking at the man who was concentrating on observing the spiritual tablet in the ancestral hall at this time, he pursed his lips, not knowing what to say for a moment.

It's just that Lan Qiaoyi didn't know that Chu Yue, who thought he was hiding his eyes, had already been watching him silently for some time.

The young man standing obliquely behind him looked up with a small white face, a pair of jet-black eyes were looking at him intently, and his clear pupils were full of his own reflection.

This kind of demeanor...doesn't seem to annoy him.

Chu Yue thought about it thoughtfully, and then tightened his grip on the young man's wrist.

Sensing that the man's favorability has finally stabilized, 039 said excitedly:

[Jojo Jojo!You are amazing!It's only the first day, and the target's favorability has already reached 50%! ]

The boy's brows and eyes were slightly curved, looking a little helpless, but somehow shy.

"Watch the road."

When the man's dull and cold voice came, Lan Qiaoyi was taken aback for a moment, and the back of his hand was once again covered with a somewhat warm and cool touch.

Chu Yue just looked back at him indifferently, his face was calm, making it hard to understand what the man was thinking.

Lan Qiaoyi, who was suddenly held by him, blinked, but obediently let the other party move.

But they didn't know that this rare appearance was seen by the man who accidentally looked over.

Chu Yue's eyes darkened all of a sudden.

- so good.

At this time, the man didn't know that he looked at the young man with extremely gentle eyes.

After confirming that there were no clues in this place for the time being, Chu Yue let go of the boy's wrist, turned around and pasted a talisman under the altar of the ancestral hall, and then signaled Lan Qiaoyi to go out.

The moment he stepped out of the entrance of the ancestral hall, Lan Qiaoyi saw that Chu Yue had also pasted a piece of sand-yellow talisman paper behind the door of the ancestral hall. Although he couldn't understand it, he vaguely understood that there must be something strange about this ancestral hall.

"Let's go."

The man in the black windbreaker had a clear side face, but the cold aura around him seemed unapproachable.

Lan Qiaoyi could only obediently follow behind him and walked outside.

But at the moment when he stepped out of the ancestral hall, 039's anxious voice suddenly sounded in his mind:

[Host--!Danger! ]

The footsteps that were about to cross the threshold of the ancestral hall stopped, and Lan Qiaoyi subconsciously grabbed Chu Yue who continued to walk forward.

"What—"

The cold voice stopped abruptly.

After seeing clearly the scene that suddenly came into view, Chu Yue's pupils shrank, and then he closed the gate of the ancestral hall with his backhand.

Lan Qiaoyi was at a loss when he was picked up by the man who suddenly turned around.

"...don't make a sound."

The man's voice was low, and his warm breath brushed against the fair cheeks of the boy in his arms - Lan Qiaoyi couldn't help shivering a little.

"Don't be afraid."

The voice sounded inexplicably softer again.

Hidden in Chu Yue's black windbreaker, Lan Qiaoyi poked his head slightly, looking out through the gap in the gate of the ancestral hall.

——"Smash me!"

This is the first time that Lan Qiaoyi discovered that the simple and honest villagers in his impression also had such a ferocious side.

"Smash—we're not afraid of that so-called guy!"

The noise, the shouting, the crashing sound of collapse...

It fell into Lan Qiaoyi's ears, forming a chaotic scene in front of him.

The ancestral hall that was once devoutly worshiped by Zhujia Village was smashed up, and large and small statues were violently damaged.

Suddenly, Lan Qiaoyi's eyes froze.

——The fallen statue not far from the door...and the one that Chu Yue stepped over when he first came in.

Almost exactly the same!

Lan Qiaoyi was startled, looking at the "Gulu Gulu—" the wooden statue rolled all the way, feeling chills in his heart.

"Chu Yue—"

"I'm here."

The voice sounded soothing, but the person in the man's arms was still trembling.

Chu Yue's heart tightened, he looked away from the chaotic scene outside, and looked down at the boy in his arms.

But he met a pair of dark eyes full of fear.

"Plaque... Tablet."

Chu Yue was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head to look.

I don't know when, the original messy scene in the ancestral hall disappeared, and the tablets that were rickety before were now neatly arranged on the altar, looking densely packed.