Douluo: I am titled with eighteen rings, and I can slaughter gods with a gun!

The astonishing flexibility ahead made Yang Qi'an immediately make a judgment: "Excellent!"

Looking from the bottom up, the pink leather shoes with bows and the white trousers are slender and straight, and then rounded and upright, which is where the amazing elasticity just now came from.

After the astonishing curvature of the waist, there is naturally a pink skirt.

From head to tail, there is also a black and thick scorpion braid, reaching the ankle.

The cute dress made Yang Qi'an, an old driver, feel excited.

However, the next moment, the girl turned her head, her pink eyes filled with shame and anger: "Are you sick? You don't have eyesight when you walk?"

The girl's complexion was slightly flushed, which should be caused by the hot weather.

There was anger on the cute face, which made most of Yang Qi'an's original favorable impression dissipate immediately.

"Sorry, I was thinking about something just now and didn't look at the road." Yang Qi'an had a good attitude, with a sunny smile on his face and piercing eyes.

Seeing this, the girl who was originally angry froze a bit, and after looking at Yang Qi'an more, she snorted coldly: "Be careful next time, Miss Xiaowu won't be as knowledgeable as you today."

"Thank you!"

Yang Qi'an nodded slightly, and then looked at Xiao Wu, an ordinary-looking boy, his height was only 1.7 meters, barely reaching Yang Qi'an's ears.

Tang San didn't speak, just showed a kind smile towards Yang Qi'an, then took Xiao Wu's hand and walked towards the city.

Yang Qi'an looked at the backs of the two and slowly followed.

"It's really Qiao's mother who opened the door for Qiao, and Qiao got home."

Entering the city, Yang Qi'an followed Tang San and Xiao Wu at a considerable distance, seeing them enter the Rose Hotel, he stopped following them.

"The geese pass by and pluck their feathers, and no grass grows in the land they pass by."

Yang Qi'an murmured softly, turned around and walked towards a small commercial street nearby.

He didn't notice that the moment he turned around, a black figure quietly poked his head out from behind the stone pillar on the street, and then glanced curiously in the direction of the Rose Hotel.

But it was just this glance that caused the black figure to freeze in place.

Yang Qi'an casually walked on the street, turning a deaf ear to the shouts on the street.

Finally, he saw a messy shop, and the objects placed in it could be said to be all kinds of strange things.

"There is still a broken soul guide."

Yang Qi'an looked around in the shop, and then glanced at the uncle in the old coat who was lying on the chair, shaking and creaking.

"Four-eyed owl." Yang Qi'an settled down, and then picked an item at random: "Boss, how do you sell this?"

Hearing Yang Qi'an's words, Flender slowly opened his eyes, and then closed them again: "Not for sale!"

"What?"

Yang Qi'an's eyes widened immediately, even if Nima was outrageous and asked for a black price, shouldn't she not sell it?

"If you say you don't sell it, you don't sell it!"

Flender stood up abruptly, and instantly snatched what was in Yang Qi'an's hand, it was just a broken wristband that was black and not slippery, it was considered a soul guide, barely usable.

"Crazy?" Yang Qi'an glanced at Flender who seemed to be seriously ill, but Flender was gently stroking the broken wristband with affection in his eyes.

Yang Qi'an twitched his lips: "Tiangou will die."

He turned around, and then picked up a dark plate: "What about this one?"

"Send it to you!"

Flender glanced at Yang Qi'an, ignored him, waved him away, and closed the shop.

"Hey, this person, affection is not good, scum is good." Yang Qi'an threw the brick in his hand.

"Golden dragon beard needles can be researched, but torturing people is a sharp weapon."

Passing by the Rose Hotel again, I ran into Tang San and Xiao Wu again.

Yang Qi'an responded with a kind smile, nodded and passed by, but saw a curled up figure in a corner alley not far away.

"Kitty squint?"

Yang Qi'an's voice suddenly sounded, Zhu Zhuqing was startled suddenly, then raised his head, quickly wiped his cheeks, took a look at Yang Qi'an, and fled resolutely.

However, Yang Qi'an quickly grabbed her arm: "Hey, hey, don't run away, I won't eat you."

"You, let me go!"

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes were shining brightly, Yang Qi'an's heart softened, and his hands loosened a bit.

Zhu Zhuqing broke free from the shackles, a little astonished, but quickly turned and left.

"Little girl won't see Dai Mubai, will she?"

Yang Qi'an hesitated for a moment, but still followed, what a girl, if others don't hurt, I will!

Zhu Zhuqing's speed is very fast, and her soul power has increased again, but how can she throw away Yang Qi'an?

Chapter 22

Zhu Zhuqing ran out of the city, into the wild forest, into the mountains, until she reached a cliff, she stopped slowly, the tears on her face had dried up.

She crouched helplessly by the cliff, hugging her knees and weeping.

She saw it, saw the man on whom she had pinned her hope of survival, walking into the hotel with another woman in his arms.

She fell into confusion for a moment, not knowing what to do.

Yang Qi'an's figure quietly appeared behind Zhu Zhuqing, she didn't notice it, she just sobbed softly.

I don't know how long it has passed, the sky is getting late, Zhu Zhuqing is standing by the cliff, blowing the evening breeze.

Her back looks so pitiful, as if the whole world is abandoning her.

Finally, she took a step forward, and the gravel under her feet rolled down the cliff with no sound.

How deep is the cliff ahead?Yang Qi'an didn't know, but seeing Zhu Zhuqing's posture, she was going to jump off a cliff and commit suicide?

No way?As the most popular of the female lead group, she actually wanted to commit suicide by jumping off a cliff?

Zhu Zhuqing took a step forward, Yang Qi'an frowned, but did not move.

Even if Zhu Zhuqing jumped down, Yang Qi'an was sure enough to catch her up.

Moreover, he felt that Zhu Zhuqing was not such a person who could not stand the blow.

However, at the next moment, Zhu Zhuqing actually fell straight down.

"Fuck!"

Yang Qi'an was dumbfounded, then rushed out suddenly, and looked under the cliff, it was a hundred meters high, if this guy fell, the great soul master would definitely die.

In the blink of an eye, Zhu Zhuqing's figure had already fallen more than ten meters, Yang Qi'an jumped down immediately without hesitation.

Lan Yinhuang's right leg bone moved, and he caught up with Zhu Zhuqing in an instant.

"Are you stupid?"

With the strong wind whistling in his ears, Zhu Zhuqing looked at Yang Qi'an in disbelief, and then glanced at the bottom of the cliff which was still 70 meters high.

"You idiot!"

As cold as she was, she was also shaken physically and mentally by Yang Qi'an's actions at this moment.

He actually chased himself and jumped down, why?

"Damn it? Are you still scolding me? Believe it or not, I don't care about you, I'll kill you!"

Yang Qi'an was stunned by Zhu Zhuqing's scolding, shouldn't she be moved and weep bitterly?

"I was going to die in the first place, are you stupid?" Zhu Zhuqing stared at Yang Qi'an, his eyes were sparkling, he didn't know if it was the remnant of the original crying, or because of Yang Qi'an.

"Uh..." Yang Qi'an was speechless for a moment, what she said seemed to make sense.

"That won't work, you can't die, you haven't paid back the life-saving grace you owe me."

When Yang Qi'an opened his mouth, Zhu Zhuqing snorted coldly when he heard the words: "You're right."

"...that's right, then forget it, you go to die." Yang Qi'an's landing speed slowly slowed down, and he distanced himself from Zhu Zhuqing.

This time it was Zhu Zhuqing's turn to be confused, this guy, why didn't he play his cards according to common sense?

"I, I don't want to die!"

Zhu Zhuqing panicked, she regretted it after jumping off, she tried everything, didn't she just want to live?

Just because of Dai Mubai, she chose to commit suicide?How can that be?

"Xiang, you owe me again!"

Yang Qi'an did it on purpose, and it would take some time to fall from a height of more than [-] meters.

Now, Zhu Zhuqing is more than 20 meters away from the ground, and it only takes a second to be thrown to pieces.

However, Yang Qi'an appeared, she hugged Zhu Zhuqing, the speed of the two fell rapidly, and finally Yang Qi'an landed on the ground lightly with both feet, and put down Zhu Zhuqing in his arms.

"Exciting?"

Yang Qi'an looked at Zhu Zhuqing with a smile on his face.

But Zhu Zhuqing was the rest of his life after the catastrophe, sad and happy, two contradictory, holding Yang Qi'an and crying again.

"Cry, cry, and when you're done crying, just be my personal servant girl and pay off my debts!"

Yang Qi'an gently patted Zhu Zhuqing's jade back, while enjoying the amazing oppression and softness in his arms.

At sunset, Zhu Zhuqing finally stopped crying, and Yang Qi'an's shoulders were already wet.

"Thank you!"

Zhu Zhuqing opened his mouth, while Yang Qi'an shook his head lightly: "Thank you and sorry are the same, they have no real value."

"What do you want?" Zhu Zhuqing calmed down, took two steps back, his face returned to coldness, and even became more indifferent because of this blow.

"Be my personal maid, you can't make a promise with your body, I'm still young, I can't marry a wife so early.

Well, just a close servant girl is fine, I don't need you to do anything, just follow me, do laundry, cook, run errands, and warm the bed. "

"No."