Save my wife all over the world

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A gentle breeze blows the bead curtains hanging with finely crushed jade, and the ice cubes placed in the room cool down the steaming heat brought by the scorching heat.

Gu Zhong woke up from the soft bed filled with incense, and as soon as she opened her eyes, she suddenly jumped up, taking a full guard posture.

She didn't relax her vigilance until she realized that the room was empty.

All the night clothes on her body had been taken off, and the poisonous concealed weapons that were all over her body were naturally gone.

The "squeak" sound of the door opening and closing came from the front room partitioned by the curtain. Gu Zhong hurriedly walked behind the huge mahogany wardrobe next to the bed, and assumed an attacking posture.

Ling Yan, who was slowly walking into the inner room with the medicine in hand, came in and saw that there was no one on the slightly messy bed, she couldn't help but sighed, and turned her head towards the cabinet.

"Sister, stop playing hide-and-seek behind the cabinet, it's time to take your medicine."

She gently placed the topaz tray on the table in the middle of the room.

Seeing this little beauty who posed with him punctured his hiding place, Gu Zhong came out with a smile, but the tense muscles and bones all showed his distrust in his heart.

On the contrary, it is like a cat that recognizes its life, facing strange people and environments, it is full of vigilance, and its hair is blown all over.

"Little beauty is really a good method."

"You have been in a coma for three days. If I want to harm you, why wait until now? My sister doesn't have to be so alarmed."

Knowing that Gu Zhong has experienced the warmth and coldness of human relationships and the coldness of the world, and has doubts about human nature, Ling Yan doesn't care about her current defenses.

"It's strange...you and I met by chance, why is the little beauty so interested in me? You are smart and smart, you should know that I am the assassin who sneaked into the Tianji Pavilion that night, and now I am afraid that you will search everywhere in the pavilion. Once the matter is discovered, aren't you afraid of being labeled as an accomplice?"

Thinking about it carefully, what Ling Yan said made sense, but Gu Zhong's eyes were still full of suspicion.

In her opinion, no one would do this for a stranger aimlessly. Everyone in the world wants something, whether it be fame or wealth, money or sex.

"Of course I have a way not to be discovered. As for why I care about my sister - I have a problem of being sympathetic to women. I can't walk when I see a beauty, and I don't want to see a beauty suffer. It just so happens that my sister is the one I have seen in my life. Wouldn't it be a pity for the most beautiful woman to die?"

Lifting the medicine pot from the tray, and pouring the scalding yellow-brown medicine liquid into the wide-rimmed medicine cup, Ling Yan said in an extremely coquettish and teasing tone.

"It's a good reason."

Gu Zhong raised the corners of his lips happily, no matter whether it is true or not, women always like to hear compliments from others, especially from similar mouths.

Although he has suffered a lot since childhood because of his outstanding appearance, Gu Zhong still cares about it.

Everyone in martial arts knows that Fu Jianjun, the new leader of the Devil's Cult, is a stunning beauty, and an extremely narcissistic beauty.

It was rumored that during the civil turmoil of the Demon Cult, some dissatisfied people attacked this person in appearance, and he ended up extremely tragic among all the opponents.

"It's all from the heart."

There is a lesson to be learned from the world, Ling Yan is really sincere.

"But... little beauty, are you not afraid that I will kill you?"

With a flash of his figure, Gu Zhong came behind Ling Yan in the blink of an eye, and his exquisite body, which could not be concealed by the fluffy jacket, pressed tightly against her, and his red lips sprayed hot air on his ears ambiguously.Those seemingly warm and flawless hands were shaped like eagle claws, pinching Ling Yan's wrist meridians with one hand, and strangling her fragile throat with the other.

"Death under the peony flower, it is also romantic to be a ghost."

Not paying any attention to the seemingly imminent threat, Ling Yankong steadily picked up the medicine on the plate with one hand and passed it behind him.

To be able to move energy so fast, this person must be pretty good.

"You are really bold. You don't have the slightest internal strength and martial arts. You only rely on Mixiang, who can only sneak attack once. If I am a murderer full of evil, what should I do?"

Gu Zhong shook his head, let go of Ling Yan's two vital gates, and took the medicine bowl, with a hint of worry in his words.

"My sister is naturally not that kind of person."

Looking at the leader of the Demon Cult pretending to be an upright gentleman in front of him with a smile, Ling Yan praised her in cooperation.

A murderer full of evil—isn't this what Wulin said about her?

"It's also lucky that you met me."

As if agreeing with Ling Yan's vision, Gu Zhong nodded in satisfaction, picked up the medicine bowl and drank it in one gulp, no longer hesitating before.

Maybe it's the same trust in his undefended response, maybe it's because the medicine has been drunk for three days without feeling, and it's not bad this time.

Ling Yan didn't know Gu Zhong's thoughts at this time, and all kinds of plans in her mind to coax people to drink medicine fell through, which made her feel a little regretful.

"I still don't know what my sister's name is?"

Now that both of them are hiding their identities, there should be a suitable address, Ling Yan asked.

"Call me... Ah Chong."

Frowning and putting down the medicine cup, Gu Zhong was stunned for a moment, and involuntarily said the long-lost real name.

Everyone only knows Fu Jianjun, but not Gu Zhong, the second young lady of the Gu family's Jianzhuang who was once glorious.

At this time and here, no one knows her true identity, but it makes Gu Zhong willing to expose the past that he doesn't want to mention.

"A Chong..."

With endless tenderness, Ling Yan carefully put his lover's name on his lips and chewed it softly.

"Little beauty, what about you?"

Roguely raised the chin of the girl in front of him with his fingers, Gu Zhong asked frivolously.

"Ling Yan."

Ling Yan answered simply and neatly.

She is not afraid of Gu Zhong knowing this name, after all, everyone in the pavilion calls her Miss, and outsiders only know the owner of the Tianji Pavilion.

Everyone who knew the name had been turned into loess, including her parents, and her master, the previous master of the Tianji Pavilion.

"It's hazy like a cloud of smoke, but it's just as hard to see through as you. How about I call you Sister Ah Yan?"

Taking care of himself, he added the word "sister" to the suffix.

"Sister Ah Chong?"

Ling Yan's brows twitched, and she yelled back rather unwillingly.

"That's good, too."

Tilting his head and thinking for a moment, Gu Zhong put his palms together and happily decided on the address between the two.

This world is different from the previous two worlds. Gu Zhong is ten years older than Ling Yan, but the identities of the two have been reversed, and they have returned to the previous generation in the God Realm.

However, adding sister and sister after the name makes people really uncomfortable, as if there is always a sense of deliberate unfamiliarity in it.

"Sister Ah Yan, according to my observation, your status in Tianji Pavilion doesn't seem very simple?"

As if unintentionally, Gu Zhong tentatively asked out the doubts in his heart.

"That night in the hot spring pool, the maid called you Miss, and they didn't enter the room to search. Today I saw the utensils in the room, the thousand-year-old agarwood bedding, and obsidian jade random decorations. It's really... magnificent!"

Gu Zhong's gaze on the mutton fat jade pillow was full of envy, and Ling Yan couldn't help but want to laugh. The leader of the Demon Cult seems to be a bit miserable?

"Then sister Ah Zhong, why don't you guess? Who am I?"

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Forced to work overtime, it's too late...

(I still want to accompany the object)

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