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Lan Qiaoyi followed Zhou Ziji, but he was still thinking about Lin Lin who had been lost and returned. For a while, he didn't notice the man next to his ear asking:

"Jojo, are you scared?"

Lan Qiaoyi was taken aback for a moment, almost thinking that Zhou Ziji had seen through what he was thinking right now.

He looked at the tall figure walking in front of him, and was speechless for a while.Even after these few days, the two of them ate and slept together, sometimes he still couldn't fully understand Zhou Ziji's thoughts.

"I...I won't hold back."

Lan Qiaoyi replied with some embarrassment.

He thought it was because he was too weak that the man would ask such a question, so he couldn't help but promised:

"I know I'm still too weak now, I... But I will try my best to protect myself and not cause you any trouble."

"...You, I didn't mean that."

The gentle and elegant man let out a somewhat annoyed "tsk—" as if he was annoyed at his poor words.

039 in his mind said excitedly:

[The host is amazing!Sensing that the target has strong emotional fluctuations, 039 seems to have seen our sea of ​​stars~]

Lan Qiaoyi's eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to ask in his mind:

[Really!Great~]

At this time, the young man felt a little complacent, and he couldn't help thinking that he must complete the task well, only in this way, he could survive in such a dangerous dungeon world.

Zhou Ziji looked at the young man behind him and seemed to smile for a brief moment. On his fair face were slightly curved red lips. The man couldn't help being a little dazed, but in the blink of an eye, that shallow smile disappeared. It seemed that what he had just seen was just a misty wisp of smoke.

Soon, they arrived at the village chief's house.

"Cough, cough cough—what are you two coming to me suddenly?"

Some dilapidated wooden doors were opened, and the old village head with a hunched back was sitting on a bamboo and rattan rocking chair in the yard. A tall and silent man opened the door for them. Lan Qiaoyi took a quick look at him and followed behind Zhou Ziji.

"Old village chief, I took the liberty to come here today because we have something to ask."

The gentle and gentle man bent slightly, smiling at the old man who was still waving his cattail fan.

There was a kind smile on the face of the old man. Lan Qiaoyi was guarded by Zhou Ziji, and he could clearly see the village chief squinting his eyes and smiling after seeing them. It seemed that the time for "sacrifice" was coming. , so it seems that there is a kind of... the pride of being about to get what you want.

How could you have such an idea?

Lan Qiaoyi shook his head and pursed his lips lightly.

In my ear is Zhou Ziji's polite question:

"Old man, I would like to ask, where have the previous expedition teams been?"

The village chief was a little surprised, and sat up a little bit, as if he hadn't thought that they would care about those people, but after a brief daze, he relaxed again. Zhou Ziji looked at the villager who didn't seem nervous Long, frowned indistinctly.

"Ah Shan, you take them there."

After finishing speaking, the elderly village chief closed his eyes, as if he didn't want anyone to disturb him. The man asked some more questions, but the village chief kept silent.

Seeing that no useful information was available, Zhou Ziji had no choice but to lead Lan Qiaoyi to leave the village chief's house.

Just when Lan Qiaoyi was about to step over the threshold, the tall man who opened the door for them before suddenly spoke.

"The village chief said, let me take you there."

The man with the one-sided golden eyes on the bridge of his nose looked a little displeased. He knew that following this villager was the right thing to do, but...

The man looked at the young man who was gently holding the white wrist by him, and there was an emotion called "worried" in his eyes.

Zhou Ziji thinks that he can guarantee that he will escape unscathed in this mission world, but now...asking himself, he can't guarantee in front of the young man that he will make him unscathed. Don't want him to touch it.

It's just that Zhou Ziji here was thinking about how to make Lan Qiaoyi avoid danger, but what the young man was thinking about was: How can a man be willing to take him with him?

The voice of System 039 still echoed in my ears:

[It is detected that the favorability of the mission target Zhou Ziji has reached 70%, and the side mission is started]

[Sub-task: When Zhou Ziji is in danger, leave him decisively and run away alone]

The cheerful voice of System 039 appeared in Lan Qiaoyi's mind.

[It is said that the most important thing about being a qualified waste is: short-sighted, flying alone in the face of disaster! ]

Different from 039's happy mood because of the opening of the side mission, Lan Qiaoyi's mentality at this time was slightly collapsed.

[ninety-nine...]

The boy's soft voice sounded.

[I... I will definitely complete the mission well!You want...you want to protect me...well——]

039 felt that his lovely host was about to cry. It didn't quite understand the reason for this emotion, but it happily complied with his request:

[OK! ]

039 If you like Qiao Qiao so much, you won't let Qiao Qiao die!

After thinking about it again and again, Zhou Ziji turned his head and said to Lan Qiaoyi:

"Qiao Qiao, be good, go back and find Jiang Tian, ​​okay?"

The man thought about it, and decided to follow the villager named Ashan to check the situation alone.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished saying this, the young man who was being led shook off his hand, and the man was a little stunned.

From the first day when he entered the mission world, Lan Qiaoyi had a cute appearance. The young man seemed to be aware of his own weakness, so he endured Jiang Tian's vile teasing from time to time. .

Sometimes even Zhou Ziji admits that Jiang Tian said that the boy is like a kitten. This metaphor...is quite appropriate for him.

Weak and weak, even if he was bullied, he just opened a pair of cat eyes and looked at the other person in shock, as if he was in pain, he could only lick the wound by himself and heal the wound alone.

It's almost painful to see the apex of people's hearts.

"I can't go."

The fair and soft young man bit his lower lip nervously, even though his body shrank like a delicate and fragile flower bone after the rain, he still looked firmly at the man who looked at him with heavy eyes.

"...Don't drive me away."

The thin and small voice whispered, without any suspense, Zhou Ziji's heart softened.

The tall and refined man was obsessed with ghosts, silently agreed to the boy's request.

He couldn't refuse.

The dull and reticent man walked in front, turning a deaf ear to the communication between the two behind him. He just looked back from time to time to see if the person behind him had followed, fully fulfilling the role of an npc.

The big hand with well-defined joints tightly wrapped the other weak and boneless hand, clinging to the warmth in the palm without leaving a single gap.

The road in the village is not easy to walk, and the two followed the villager A Shan, and gradually walked to the entrance of the village.When passing by the entrance of the village, Lan Qiaoyi turned his head to take a look like a ghost.

Even on a sunny day, from his point of view, the whole village seemed to be covered with a layer of black veil, and the three characters "Zhujia Village" carved on the stone next to it seemed like weeping blood for no reason. Generally bright red.

The boy flinched, and the man who was always watching him lowered his head and asked him softly.

"……fine."

--"Arrived."

The copper-colored complexion of the villager named Ashan was separated by the shadow of the whirling locust tree, and the man stood silently under the tree, looking at them with heavy eyes.

Zhou Ziji frowned and looked at some tall buildings in front of him, and the flash of astonishment on his face was quickly covered up.

"This is...an old address?"

The young man's clear and gentle voice sounded, and beyond his expectation, Ah Shan, who thought he would not speak, actually answered him.

"Yes, this is the sacrificial altar that was abandoned two years ago in Zhujia Village."

"Abandoned?"

Lan Qiaoyi felt in a trance that he had grasped something, but that feeling was too illusory, and disappeared in a flash in his heart.

It seemed that the young man who strayed into a taboo place stood there obediently, his skin glowing white, unknowingly attracting the attention of others.

"I'll go in first... Forget it," said Zhou Ziji abruptly interrupted him, "Let's go in together."

The slender and curly eyelashes trembled, "Okay."