This Guy is Wrong

   Chapter 1132 Swordsmanship (36)

   "Do you want to be with me?"

   Mingxian's ear suddenly fell on these words, his fingertips trembled, and there were bursts of pain even at the tip of his heart.

   is like stepping on the air and falling off a cliff, thinking that you will die, but suddenly falls on the cloud, soft and warm.

  The whole world was quiet, and he seemed to be returning to the sea. On the dark blue sky, the stars were woven like a weave. The waves lifted them up and down, and there was only the sound of each other's breathing in his ears.

   He said, "Think."

   "Then stay by my side." Chuzheng took the note away: "What medicine did you give me last time?"

  The topic of Chuzheng turned too fast, and Mingxian couldn't keep up.

   "Just...just..." Mingxian said vaguely, not daring to look into Chuzheng's eyes: "I took the antidote in advance."

  Chuzheng remembered that Mingxian had some strange bottles on his body. She didn't even take away the sword, so she naturally confiscated those things from him.

   "We're even." Mingxian took the lead before Chuzheng and qualified the matter: "You can't be angry."

   When Chuzheng wanted to investigate, he stopped.

   Chuzheng angrily pressed the person onto the bed and let him lie down.

  Mingxian pulled her: "Am I being selfish, knowing that I don't have much time left, I still want to pull you."

   "Don't go out and mess around behind my back, no matter how selfish you are, you can pull me." Chuzheng held his hands on both sides.

   Mingxian clearly saw himself reflected in Chuzheng's eyes.

   Her eyes were still cold.

   But Mingxian felt that when she looked at her, her concentration and seriousness were warm.

  Chuzheng lowered his head and lightly pecked his lips.

   "You should be glad you didn't choose to leave."

"……why?"

   "I have to catch you if you run away. It's very troublesome." Chu Zheng paused, thinking of something, she asked, "Do you think it's uncomfortable for me to lock you up?"

   "Yes, a little bit." Mingxian thought about what happened last time.

  The room suddenly became quiet.

  Mingxian looked at Chuzheng's indifferent eyebrows and said hesitantly, "I...I'm not angry. I'm just not used to being restricted from moving."

   Mingxian didn't lie, he really wasn't angry with her at that time.

   "Then you'd better stop thinking about running." Chu Zheng said a sentence after a while.

   She thought silently, even if it was what Han Qiqi said, she would not change it!

no way!

   "You really don't mind that I only have one year..."

   "No." Chuzheng touched Mingxian's cheek with his fingertips, and assured him: "I will find a way to prevent you from dying."

   Mingxian was greedy for the temperature on Chuzheng's hand and couldn't help rubbing it.

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  Senior brother Han Qiqi said that he would go back and look at Master's handwritten notes, so he left with Han Qiqi the next day, leaving a few prescriptions for Chuzheng to follow the instructions.

   The medicine prescribed by Senior Brother Hanqiqi is as bitter as it gets, and it is completely different from Hanqiqi’s style.

  Mingxian has smelled this smell recently, and now I feel like throwing up.

   "Can you drink..."

   "I feed it or drink it myself." Chuzheng held a non-negotiable tone.

   Mingxian didn't dare to let Chuzheng feed him.

   Mingxian held his breath and drank the medicine, Chuzheng immediately stuffed him with a candied fruit, Mingxian swept the tip of his tongue to Chuzheng's fingertips, whether it was intentional or unquestionable, and licked it again.

   Chuzheng is glad that he washed his hands.

   Chuzheng gave him all the rest of the candied fruit with a blank face, then turned around and wrote a letter to Han Qiqi, asking him if Mingxian was suitable for something now.

   When Han Qiqi saw these two words, it was like a thunderbolt, and she wrote back to her tremblingly—not recommended.

   Chuzheng stewed the carrier pigeon in disappointment and nourished Mingxian's body.

  【…Miss, why are you mad at other people’s pigeons? 】

   Isn't it for eating?

  【…】Eat you a ghost! 【That's a carrier pigeon! 】

   Not a pigeon?

【……】right.

   Since it is a pigeon, why can't it be eaten? I didn't eat it, it was eaten by a good man, and you condemned him to go.

【……】me……

   The king was so angry that he sent Chuzheng a task.

   Chuzheng and Wangzhe tortured each other, it can be said that they killed and fell in love with each other.

   In the end, the carrier pigeon Mingxian definitely didn't eat it. He didn't eat meat, but Chuzheng changed his mind and forced him to drink two mouthfuls of soup.

   However, he vomited it all out before he could swallow it after two mouthfuls.

  Han Qiqi said that if you want to give him a good body, it is not acceptable to be a vegetarian!

  What can a good guy do with such a picky eater!

   "Do you have anorexia?" Chuzheng resisted the urge to force it.

  Mingxian had never heard the word, but he could understand it literally, he shook his head: "No."

   "Then why don't you eat this or that?" What do you think! Immortal! This plane does not support you to become immortal!

"do not like."

   "What do you like, I'll ask someone to make it for you." The cook asked him again and again, but he was not satisfied. Chuzheng wanted to kill the cook and sacrifice to the sky to calm down!

  “…”

   Mingxian shook his head.

   Chuzheng glanced at the soup on the table, and then looked at Mingxian, who lowered his head: "Come here."

   Mingxian glanced at Chuzheng, hesitated, got up and walked to Chuzheng.

   As soon as he stood still, Chuzheng pulled him into her arms, but Mingxian didn't stand still and fell directly into her arms, in an ambiguous and awkward posture.

   Chuzheng surrounded him and brought the soup on the table.

"I do not want……"

   Mingxian: "!!!"

   Xu was fed by Chuzheng in a different way, so Mingxian did not want to vomit, but was fed a lot by Chuzheng.

   When Chuzheng was tidy up, Mingxian's face was still a little unnatural, but fortunately, his face was blocked by the mask, which made him less embarrassed.

   Mingxian didn't know what to say, so he simply asked Qiu Yuehe: "Qiu Yuehe... is he dead?"

  Chuzheng hugged him and played with his fingers: "Do you want him to die?"

   Mingxian didn't answer, but asked Chuzheng: "Does he deserve to die?"

   Kongminggu has so many lives because of him.

   Damn it?

   There is no doubt that Qiu Yuehe has to pay for this.

   Mingxian clenched his fists: "Qiu Yuehe destroyed my whole family because of the shadowless swordsmanship..."

   "Humanity's greed has no upper limit." If you can't get it, you must find a way to get it, and if you get it, you will want more.

   Chuzheng felt greedy.

   She doesn't know much about this person.

  Mingxian said in a low voice, "But I also killed so many people. I'm no different from him. Those people outside call me the devil, and they're not wrong."

  Chuzheng opened his hand, put his fingers through the gaps between them, pressed his palms together, and clasped his fingers together: "There is a cause and effect, your effect is the cause of Qiuyuehe species, it's not your fault, don't think about it."

   "Do you think I'm covered in killing and despise me?"

   "You think I despise you, you will sit in my arms now?"

   "..." The dark clouds in front of Mingxian inexplicably dissipated a lot, but then another emotion came up.

   (end of this chapter)