Wedding night!I tore the clothes of the God of War

When Chu Qianli took off her makeup, she always had an indescribable doubt in her heart.

This national teacher, speaking and doing things, neither fast nor slow, neither fast nor slow, neither salty nor dull, the whole person is like a wooden man, without a trace of emotion at all.

It's not cold, not cold at all, but it's just really peaceful.

Calm to the point of numbness.

There are such people in this world.

Like a living dead.

She decided to give him a try.

So after washing her face, she walked briskly to the designated location, under the gazebo in the backyard.

The national teacher sat at the table, the table was clean, not even tea.

He didn't even drink a sip of tea, and sat upright, like a primary school student in class.

Of course, the hands were not placed on the table, but were folded on their laps.

"My lord, may I ask something presumptuous?"

Of course the other party didn't respond, and after spending so much time together, Chu Qianli felt that she could adapt to his attitude.

After getting used to it, start to know how to relax.

"My lord, is your current appearance a result of training? Or was it born?"

She was just joking, thinking that he would ignore her and was planning to get into the subject.

Unexpectedly, the national teacher actually responded: "Rules."

Chu Qianli was stunned for a moment, a little stunned.

How could a national teacher like a wooden man answer such a boring question?
So surprising.

Her hands were placed on the table, and her fingers seemed to be unconsciously tapping on the table.

"My lord, do you need something to eat?"

With a twist of his wrist, an apple was placed in front of him.

Another turn, another bottle of drink.

The national teacher's eyes swept over the apple and drink, his face was still expressionless.

In his view, the secret of the Qiankun chain does not seem to be any surprise.

Drinks are something that is not available in this era, but he saw it and was not moved at all.

Heart like water.

I don't know what kind of environment it is to train such a dumbfounded person—cough!This adjective should not be used to describe him, after all, he is an expert.

Can't be so rude.

"Master, what do you want?"

"soul."

"What?" Chu Qianli had tried her best to keep herself calm, but what he said was really beyond her expectations.

It seems that those dark gods on TV need to use human souls as the price of the transaction.

Was he going to turn her into a demon?
A trace of defense flashed across Chu Qianli's eyes: "I don't know how Master Guoshi wants to get my soul?"

It is nothing more than using Gu to control, or using soul-stirring techniques.

But both of these are not good things.

The national teacher lowered his eyes, and picked up the bottle of drink that Chu Qianli put in front of him.

Take a closer look.

The long finger moved slightly on the bottle, as if trying to open the bottle.

Finally, he fixed his eyes on the bottle cap, and with a long finger, the bottle opened.

He lowered his head, leaned closer to the mouth of the bottle, and sniffed through the veil.

That movement was so elegant that it was astounding.

Nobility in general.

Just sniffed it and put the bottle down.

Chu Qianli asked: "Since you are curious, why don't you try it? The national teacher is so powerful, you should be able to tell if I have poisoned you at a glance."

"sweet."

"The national teacher doesn't like sweets?" She smiled, "Then I'll give you a tasteless one?"

The national teacher ignored the question, but stared at her, and said indifferently: "I want to go to your world to have a look."