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Chapter 55 You are as graceful as a cat

"Then you never thought of taking her away?"

Zhou Ji smiled and said: "Although her biological mother passed away early, she had a very trusting brother, an obedient younger brother, a father who regarded her as the apple of his eye, an aunt who knew how to measure, and a group of

She praises her as a talented little sister. She has a harmonious family and friendly relatives and friends. What position do I have and what qualifications do I have to take her away?"

"What's more..." Zhou Ji looked down at his palms and said with a bitter smile, "I don't have the ability to take people away."

"Really...?" Si Teng raised his slender eyebrows, stood up noncommittally, and said with a hint of smile in his tone, "The show is over, let's go back."

The two movies lasted three hours in total. After watching it, it was almost sunset, and the number of pedestrians on the commercial street gradually increased.

There was no need to rush anyway, so the two of them were strolling casually on the road. When they passed a milk tea shop, Si Teng suddenly stopped. Zhou Ji took a look and saw a couple in the shop drinking the same cup of milk tea.

He got up talking and laughing.

Zhou Ji pursed her lips and said, "Want to drink milk tea?"

I thought that Si Teng would reply arrogantly, "I won't drink from you humans."

But Si Teng didn't follow common sense. After watching the movie, she felt much better than usual. She even said with a smile in her eyes, "Since you really want to drink, then I will reluctantly drink with you."

Bar."

"Just a little confirmation?"

Zhou Jike had seen Si Teng's strength.

Previously at Dana, he ordered a table full of drinks and put almost all of them into Si Teng's stomach. The most important thing was that she always maintained an elegant posture and didn't react until Zhou Ji finished drinking.

Si Teng rolled his eyes at Zhou Ji and said in a serious tone, "Just a little."

"Waiter, bring me some milk tea." As soon as Zhou Ji finished speaking, he felt the killing intent coming from beside him. He shrugged and said, "A little milk tea with more toppings."

There were not many customers in the store at the moment, and most of the seats were empty. Si Teng stepped on high heels and walked to a relatively empty seat in the middle, paused briefly, and then walked towards the corner seats.

"Don't you usually like to sit in conspicuous places? Why are you sitting here this time?"

Zhou Ji placed the two cups of milk tea in his hands side by side in front of Si Teng and looked around curiously.

A pillar next to it blocks half of his body, making it deserted and hidden, but it looks like a place where he likes to sit.

"What? Do you still want to sit in the middle of the store and 'conspire loudly' in front of customers and clerks?" Si Teng was quick in thinking and well-founded. Zhou Ji was so stuck that he could not speak for a long time.

After holding the milk tea full of ingredients and taking several sips of air, Zhou Ji finally gave up on the milk tea at the bottom of the bottle, raised her eyes and said, "Shan Zhigang is dead."

Si Teng nodded slightly, not surprised.

When Zhou Ji came back, Si Teng could feel his undisguised tiredness, not only physically, but also mentally.

Killing is not a pleasant thing.

Although Si Teng has never killed anyone, he has also experienced the confusion when killing other Yu tribesmen.

Si Teng has seen many "knights" and "Xuanshi" with bloody hands. It is precisely because of Zhou Ji's respect for life that he feels tired and reflective after killing people.

Rather than being reduced to a being who kills for the sake of killing and has a vicious temperament.

"I chased him from Yuhang to Qiannan through the Seven-Star Stone Plate. At that time, he was attacking another Yu clan with thunder magic and wanted to absorb its demonic power to refine the magic weapon. I secretly attacked and killed him." Zhou Ji Bu Bu.

Cover up the fact that he succeeded in the sneak attack.

Without Barrett and flashbang grenades, he had no chance of defeating Qiu Shan, who had recovered all his mana.

"Absorbing the demonic power of the Yuan tribe has always been a forbidden art. Only Qiu Shan knew it at that time. As his only descendant, Shan Zhigang learned this forbidden art. It is not unusual." Si Teng nodded, not showing any enthusiasm.

The young man also asked Zhou Ji why he didn't defeat his opponent in an upright manner, why he didn't save the Yu clan and convince others with his virtue.

She was famous as early as the Kingdom of Hades, and she knew it better than anyone else.

The so-called uprightness is nothing but the use of power by the strong to suppress others.

At least in the minds of the two people competing, they both regarded themselves as the 'strong one'.

Zhou Ji hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not tell Si Teng that Shan Zhigang was Qiu Shan.

Even if there was no feedback from the Nine-Eyed Dzi Bead, Zhou Ji could feel that even if he told Si Teng about it, Si Teng would not be happy because he killed Qiu Shan.

It was just like the feeling when I heard Bai Ying died at the hands of Qiu Shan that night in Xingyun Pavilion.

Her hatred for Qiu Shan is extremely complicated.

Even though Qiu Shan broke her, humiliated her, scolded her, beat her, injured her wings, and broke her muscles and bones, Si Teng would still want to spare Qiu Shan's life for the sake of enlightenment.

There is no doubt about this.

From Yan Furui's words, Si Teng knew that Qiu Shan left more than ten years ago.

Although I don’t know where I am going, how many days does a dying old man have to live?

The final outcome is to die of old age in the mountains and to be exposed in the wilderness.

Sensing Zhou Ji's hesitation, Si Teng did not ask why.

At this time, she was squinting her eyes and enjoying the delicious milk tea. The elegance engraved in her bones prevented her from doing anything inappropriate. Just looking at this beautiful scenery made Zhou Ji feel that she was beautiful and delicious.

"Sometimes, I feel like you are a cat."

Zhou Ji took the milk tea in her hand and said with a smile: "You have an elegant manner and an arrogant temperament. Sometimes you are indifferent to people, and sometimes you are cute and sweet that goes against your personality. Are you sure you are an alienated white vine, not a cat?"

Master?"

Si Teng glared at Zhou Ji, extended his palm in front of Zhou Ji, and showed a threatening sneer.

Zhou Ji was stunned for a moment, and when she looked into Si Teng's eyes again, she found that her eyes had returned to their usual coldness, as if the little action just now had not happened.

Si Teng’s character also collapsed?

Zhou Ji had a bad premonition in his heart.

Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly heard a cell phone ringing from Si Teng's handbag. Si Teng opened the phone and saw that it was a call from President Cang Hong.

Speaking of which, the formation around Buddha's Heart Lake was almost finished. Seeing Si Teng respond a few times and then hang up the phone, Zhou Ji counted the time and asked curiously: "Is it something over there at Buddha's Heart Lake?

"

Si Teng nodded slightly and said in a deep voice: "The formation has been arranged and can be activated at any time."

The painting of the Qin family's old house has no meaning at this time. When a formation covering the Buddha's Heart Lake is opened, as long as Bai Ying's soul still remains, under the suppression of Si Teng's fused red umbrella power, there will be no escape.

Can escape.
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