Zhima said dissatisfied: "Don't think that I don't know that you are scolding me... Do you want me to say that I hate you so much?"

Amidst the sound of gurgling water, Zhou Xiaodu sneered: "You can say whatever you like, but I don't care anyway."

The young man curled his lips and muttered, "Only the mouth is hard in my whole body."

When Zhou Xiaodu heard what he said, he raised his hand in displeasure and pinched his neck with moderate force, "I never need other people's approval, because you are weaker than me."

Zhima helplessly held her hand and coaxed softly: "Okay, okay, you're awesome, you have the final say."

Zhou Xiaodu felt even more unhappy inexplicably, so he pressed his hand harder, his forehead touching his, his eyes cold, "Don't give me that playful smile, I won't indulge you just because you say a few words to please me. You'd better be like this

You are so tolerant as you said, otherwise you can only tolerate me until the day you can defeat me."

The system couldn't stand it anymore and advised: "Host, calm down. This atmosphere is quite good. It is suitable for easing conflicts and cultivating feelings. Don't act out of emotion..."

Zhou Xiaodu didn't hear what it was nagging because Zhima asked her: "Do you hope I can defeat you in the future?"

Zhou Xiaodu said firmly: "Yes, become stronger, at least strong enough to defeat me." She really doesn't like to be conceited, and she has been extremely restrained by holding back these true words.

The system sensed that the situation was not good, and madly bombarded her mind with warnings: "Attention! Do not reveal mission information to the mission target! Otherwise, the world will collapse! Attention! Do not disclose mission information to..."

Zhou Xiaodu interrupted it irritably, "I know! I'm not that stupid!"

A layer of confusion appeared on the young man's jade-like face, "Why?"

Zhou Xiaodu took a deep breath and said slowly: "Because, I want to create a god. I want to use my dirty hands to create a shining golden god... That will definitely give me a sense of accomplishment."

"Well, so, I am the piece of... mud you chose? Knead it, and finally shape it into a statue of a god."

"No, you are He Bi Zhi Shi, one of the most talented people in the world. My vision is not wrong." Zhou Xiaodu raised his eyebrows and retorted.

He is the son of fate! He is the Long Aotian she wants to cultivate! He is not comparable to those passers-by A, B, C and D.

The one-in-a-million lucky kid blinked and said, "The way you praise me with such a shameful face is quite... refreshing."

"Who praised you?" Zhou Xiaodu's expression changed, he rolled his eyes, and let go of his hand from his neck, "You are so sentimental."

Zhizhi thought that he had to be stronger than him to be free, and couldn't help but feel a little confused. With the current gap in their military strength, how many years would it take? Don't let Zhou Xiaodu die in the future, and she would have to share the coffin with him and die endlessly...

Seeing that he was worried, Zhou Xiaodu couldn't help but regret it. As soon as she met Sesame, it was as if she had been punched on cotton, unable to use her strength. She began to have brain convulsions out of nowhere, and she kept talking without saying a word.

A lot of bullshit.

She added: "Um, that tragedy that destroyed the family you just told me about... tell me, don't you just hope that I can help you? Just be good and I will help you."

Zhima's eyes lit up. He didn't expect Zhou Xiaodu to be so smart, he didn't even need to ask, "Really?"

"Hmm..." Zhou Xiaodu nodded without embarrassment, "Aren't you just curious about the red butterfly? When this happens, I will catch Han Wenze in front of you and let you interrogate him personally."

Zhima frowned with joy and said: "Although the strong do not need the approval of the weak, I still want to say that you are really lovable now."

Zhou Xiaodu scolded: "Only trash needs to be liked!" But his cheeks were quietly stained with red clouds among the shadows of the grass at night.

"Ah! Fireflies!"

Shortly after sunset, it happens to be the time when fireflies are most active. Fireflies spread out from the surrounding grass, and the stars flicker and flicker, like stars soaked in clear water, or like pearls scattered among the clouds.

The young man sat up excitedly and raised his fingers to count the fireflies silently. Zhou Xiaodu looked at his flawless profile and suddenly realized that the person in front of him was still a childish child.

She is different from him. She is an old-fashioned and boring adult. In the eyes of young people, fireflies are stars on earth, dream-like scenery, and elves incarnated by rotten grass in legends. But in Zhou Xiaodu's eyes, they are just

It's just a bug with a glowing butt.

Zhima turned his head, his eyes bright as a young man's. "There are dozens of them! There are two next to you. Are they a pair?"

Zhou Xiaodu lost interest and picked up a blade of grass and put it in his mouth, "Like Liu Yangyang, are you seeing fireflies for the first time? They look very strange." Same place, different people, making the same fuss.

"No, there were a lot of fireflies where I lived when I was a child." Zhima said with a smile, "It was very dark there, and the only light was these night walkers, so I especially liked them and regarded them as my best

Friends... since we are reunited as old friends, we are naturally overjoyed."

"The lifespan of a firefly is only a few days. Your old friends have died long ago. The people in front of you don't know you." Zhou Xiaodu said with a smile.

"Then I'll make a new friend." Zhima said casually, holding his hands behind his back and watching the fireflies flying, "'It's like stars falling in the sky, and it's like flowers blooming in the trees.' They are just tiny creatures, but they can give birth to things like the sun, moon and stars.

Isn't it a great beauty for heaven and earth to shine brightly in the night? No matter if they recognize me or not, I like them anyway, and they are my friends."

Zhou Xiaodu casually grabbed a firefly, trapped it in his palm, and watched silently.

She heard the young man next to her say to her: "So many times, just being yourself is enough to make people like you. Just like this little firefly, even if it is a fleeting light, someone will cherish it."

Zhou Xiaodu suddenly opened his palms, watched the stupid insect fly away slowly, and said, "Speak humanly."

"Hehe, it means that I like you too. No matter what you think, I consider you to be my friend anyway." He opened his arms and embraced the moist night wind, imagining that he was one of the reeds by the river.

"... Weird." She closed her eyes, too lazy to look at him again.

The boy shot back: "Weird."

Strange friends make strange friends, common things in the world.

…

Zhou Xiaodu and Zhima jumped off the cliff. Although Han Wen did not believe that they could survive, he still arranged for people to search for their bodies along the river just in case.

Although Zhou Xiaodu and his two men were well hidden, they never found a chance to go up the mountain. They squatted at the foot of the mountain for a day and night before finally welcoming Liu Yangyang who insisted on going down the mountain.

Liu Yangyang has been worried since Zhizhi left. He has not slept at all. In a daze, he was forcibly robbed by two "chicken coops" and almost died suddenly from fright.

Zhou Xiaodu and Zhima suddenly jumped out of the grass with chicken feathers on their heads, pulled Liu Yangyang to a hiding place, and finally met.

Liu Yangyang asked in surprise: "What's wrong with you? I haven't seen you for a day and you turned into a wild monster?"

"No, we were just eating chicken together." Zhou Xiaodu explained.

People are like iron, and food is like steel. If they don't eat a meal, they will feel hungry. They were worried about Liu Yangyang, so they didn't leave. They used local materials in the mountains to make do with it.

At that time, I happened to encounter a plump pheasant. Pheasants in the mountains can fly and are very alert. It is easy for it to escape if you are not careful.

So Zhou Xiaodu arranged a careful plan, asking Zhima to drive away the pheasant, while she lay in ambush in the grass. When the pheasant flew over in panic, she would raise her foot and "praise" the pheasant.

Got a concussion from the kick.

Then she retired, sat and watched sesame seeds being plucked and bled, and cooked an unauthentic "Beggar's Chicken".

Sesame added: "My hair was a little sticky, and the chicken feathers piled on the ground were blown away by the evil wind, and that's it... I was in a hurry to find you, so I didn't bother to clean it up."

After hearing this, Liu Yangyang was very moved and said with a grimace: "I thought I was going to fight alone...Han Scum refused to admit that it was him who caused you to disappear. I can't play with them, and I can't defeat them. It's not easy."

I came down from the mountain and wanted to move reinforcements, but I was afraid it would be too late. Fortunately, you are all right..."

Sesame patted him on the shoulder and encouraged: "Cheer up! Your reinforcements will survive the disaster and come back to help you?!"

Zhou Xiaodu also encouraged: "It's a good thing that you are self-aware. We were originally worried that you and the Han family would be tough and didn't dare to leave... As long as you don't make mistakes, everything will be fine."

Liu Yangyang clicked his finger and said, "Why do your words sound weird to me?"

"Don't think too much, I'm just complimenting you anyway." Zhima pinched his shoulder.

Zhou Xiaodu thought to himself and said: "It's a blessing in disguise. Although there are dangers this time, the result is good. Not only did we not die, but we got an important piece of information."

Liu Yangyang's attention instantly shifted to what she said, "What information?"

Zhou Xiaodu and Zhima looked at each other and said the same thing -

"Liu Yiyi is not dead."
Chapter completed!