Chapter 22 Duke Zhou sends spring flowers

Wuji asked curiously

"What's the price?"

"For example, what is your real name, who is the puppet agent you met, and why would someone perform puppetry on you? Aren't you curious yourself?"

In fact, Wuji is really not curious at all. The people who want to know this most now are Zhao Meiji and others, and he is probably one of the people who is the least indifferent.

"If you don't want to say it, just go back to the dormitory and don't come here again."

Wuji bowed and said

"Thank you, Teacher Hu"

He left without leaving any clouds behind, leaving Hu Linghu stunned. He had lived for hundreds of years, and this was the first time he had seen such a person.

However, Wuji has the scent of the royal family of elves, and he doesn't know if he is a mixed race, or if he got it due to mating or other reasons, but he can't eat that fresh heart of youth.

Wuji returned to the dormitory, washed away his fatigue, lay down on the bed, and prepared to have a good sleep. Continuous training was also tiring.

How good Duke Zhou is, so kind and kind.

Duke Zhou immediately said with a smile

"Yes, yes, sweet dreams, sweet dreams."

Then he slowly came closer and looked at Zhao Wuji and said

"I am the patron saint of Yala. I couldn't kill you last time, so how can you escape this time?"

Then he grabbed Zhao Wuji and stabbed him in the heart.

Wuji suddenly woke up, looked at the sun outside and found that the water-colored heart on the small screen of the system was empty. He couldn't help but recall the rumors about the earth.

"The Duke of Zhou spits out his sword, and the world has no heart."

What is the origin of this patron saint of Yala? Next time he sneaks into a dream to assassinate himself, will he be beheaded directly?

Wuji was scared, so he went to the street to buy some medicine, then left a message to Feng Youyue that he was returning home, and then started on his way home.

Hu Linghu, who had been following Wuji for most of the day, quickly packed up his equipment and followed behind Zhao Wuji on horseback. How many men would have been so fascinated by him that he finally gave up everything, including his only sincerity, just to make him smile.

But I have never met someone who just left without saying goodbye, and just left in a sneaky way.

If Wu Ji knew what Hu Linghu was thinking, he would definitely feel that he was wronged.

Before I went to sleep yesterday, I still wanted to learn more skills from Professor Hu. There were not many opportunities to meet monster masters who could evade heaven-level induction.

But when I woke up, I didn't know why the Guardian God of Yala was staring at me again, and even grabbed me and stabbed me. I couldn't do it anymore, so I left.

On the way all day long, people from Yala were pointing fingers at him, and Wuji didn't even dare to stay at night.

This was hard work for Hu Linghu. On such a lonely road, it was too difficult to follow a person without being discovered by him.

Wuji in front did not know that Hu Linghu was following behind him, thinking that he had only encountered the entity of the patron saint of Yala, so he was frightened and ran away faster.

Hu Linghu at the back was even harder.

Unknowingly, I chased him faster and closer. Then I was spotted in a small forest by a carbine as the sun rose.

Hu Linghu didn't know what the expression on his girlish face was, but her heart, which hadn't been beating for hundreds of years, began to beat wildly, like a little girl who was caught eating secretly.

Wuji walked in slowly on horseback from the sunshine, as bright as a prince charming. Hu Linghu's mind became confused and he couldn't analyze anything.

Wuji slowly approached, and then looked at the dumbfounded girl's face, which was still facing the sun, and couldn't help but kiss her.

Hu Linghu actually reached back and hugged Wu Ji and started to kiss him. When their lips met, Hu Linghu finally gave in. He hugged Wu Ji and refused to let go.
Chapter completed!