The male god of fast wear can't run

Chapter 1315 Reminiscence, the Amazing Painting Healer (33)

"The teahouse has always been the place where news spreads the fastest. We can go in and drink tea and listen to what those people are talking about." Qingli suggested.

But Yan Jiu has always been ignorant of these things. Since Qingli said that teahouses are easier to get news, she complied with Qingli: "Then let's go to the teahouse first."

The corners of Qingli's lips curved slightly.

But soon, such a shallow arc froze at the corner of her lips.

Because Yan Jiu suddenly put aside him, turned to look in a certain direction, and if Qingli felt something, she raised her eyes and saw the cold man in white clothes a few meters away.

Qingli's hands were quietly clenched into fists.

Of course, he remembered this man.

Five years ago, when he saw Yan Jiu with scars all over his body, it was this man who stood beside Yan Jiu and finally took Yan Jiu away without making a sound.

Men also have an inexplicable intuition about their rivals.

When the man saw him, he just glanced at him indifferently, and then his eyes fell on... Yan Jiu.

When Qingli saw this, the gloomy expression in his originally not bright eyes became more intense, as if he couldn't get rid of it.

Naturally, Yan Jiu didn't notice Qingli's reaction, or in other words, when she saw Di Yunmo, her mind went blank, and he was the only one in her sight.

Her body moved ahead of her consciousness, she pushed through the crowd and ran towards Di Yunmo.Then she threw herself into his arms affectionately: "Uncle, why are you here?"

There was a surprise in her voice that she didn't know.

And she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with her behavior.

After all, the defenses of men and women in this world are not that serious, and it is common for practitioners to have some physical contact.

In addition, Yan Jiu was only ten years old when he first met him.

At that time, Di Yunmo regarded her as a child, and had no objection to her throwing herself into his arms.

Later, even as I grew older, some things became a habit, so naturally it would not be too abrupt.

However, Yan Jiu and Di Yunmo felt that this sparse and ordinary embrace made Qingli's eyes almost burst into flames of jealousy.

He couldn't even touch her hand. He came from the monster race to the monk world, and thought that he could share a ride, but he didn't expect that she would draw two birds.

Now that she rushed into another man's arms full of joy, Qingli only felt that her sanity was getting a little bit farther away.

He clenched his hand into a fist and slammed it against the wall on one side.

He didn't use spiritual power, but he smashed his hand and bled, but he didn't seem to notice it.

And others looked at his almost self-harming behavior as if they were looking at a lunatic.

But Qingli didn't care about this, he just kept staring at Yan Jiu and Di Yunmo's intimate behavior.

After a while, a few inaudible words came out from his lips: "Yan Jiu, you'd better not fall in love with him. If the person you like is not me, then I can only destroy you. I will destroy you." I will kill you with my own hands if you kill the monster clan you care about the most, I..."

The rest of the words were swallowed by the breeze, anyway, there was ice in his eyes.

It was so cold that it seemed to be able to condense and freeze everything in this world.

Di Yunmo touched Yan Jiu's head familiarly, "If you can come here, why can't I?"

Yan Jiu stuck out her tongue innocently.

The next moment, Di Yunmo narrowed his eyes and asked in a somewhat ambiguous tone...

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