Leng Wuxin shook his head slowly, and there was a hint of pain in his expression.
"I hit it off when I saw you, as if I had known each other for a long time. You are really like her. I'll give this to you as a gift. I'm afraid I won't have any chance to speak next time."
Next time I see you, the moment when he and Shang were duel. At that time... nothing was different. Maybe Zhilou would hate him to death because he would never show mercy.
"Really give it to me?" How could Zhilou accept a gift from a human race that he had just met on Fuxi Continent, let alone such a precious and a man's.
The gem of the blood droplet is in the hand, occasionally flowing with light, as if it is alive, and blood flowing in it is really magical. It seems that this is not an ordinary gem.
Leng Wuxin nodded.
"This is what I left for the master, but she has left me now and it is impossible for me to come back. It's useless for me to keep it. I'll give it to you. You treat it as a good thing and keep it for me.
One day when I see her, I will give it to her for me.”
After saying that, he took a step forward and stuffed the gem of the blood droplet into Zhilou's hand, then quickly took a step back, as if he was extremely afraid of getting close to her.
"Take it and keep it for me. If I unfortunately die, it will be a souvenir." His words were sincere.
Is it a collection on his behalf? But Zhilou didn't know the woman at all. Even if he met him one day, he would not be able to identify it. How could he send it on his behalf?
There is also the saying, if he dies? Aren’t he alive now? How could he die?
"I think you've made a mistake. I don't know your master, so why should I deliver it to you..." Zhilou couldn't take his stuff.
"You know..."
Leng Wuxin took another step back, his figure was shrouded in the darkness of the corridor, and the color of the white clothes dimmed.
Knowing him? Why is he so sure? Zhilou really can't remember when he saw a special woman on Fuxi Continent, most of whom seemed to be men.
"I'm sorry, Leng Wuxin, I'm afraid I can't help with this, I'll give it to you..."
When Zhilou took a step forward and was about to return the gem necklace of the blood droplet to him, a crisp sound suddenly came from outside the capital. She hurriedly looked back and found that the liberation of Fuxi Continent was celebrated in the sky.
The fireworks were set off, and although the sky had not yet completely dimmed, they were also colorful.
The warriors and human races in the capital are celebrating victory, immersed in the joy of losing and regaining them.
Large bunches of flowers render the sky.
“It looks so good.”
I haven't seen such a beautiful firework in a long time. It seems that it was a long time ago. In Zhilou's vague memories, you can see such a scene every New Year, but those memories are too far away.
Although the blooming flowers faded in the air and disappeared for a long time, she was still in a trance.
When she came back to her senses and looked back, Leng Wuxin was no longer there, and she was still holding the necklace he gave her.
"Leng Wuxin?"
Zhilou didn’t seem to see him going out through the main entrance, why did he disappear suddenly?
But the familiar feeling was still there, as if he hadn't left at all. Zhilou turned around and saw no signs. It was really strange, how could he walk so fast?
In fact, the mixed bag did not really leave. He finally saw her, how could he be willing to leave? He quietly disappeared behind, stood beside Zhilou, and once again appeared as if he had been wronged, wanting to hug the master,
Smell the owner's smell and let her pat her head. Unfortunately, he doesn't have the courage, because he is no longer the same as the past.
The ruby necklace of blood droplets was held in Zhilou's hand. She ran out unwillingly and searched for several times, but she could not see Leng Wuxin's shadow.
Since I couldn't find someone, I couldn't throw this necklace away at random. Zhilou had to temporarily keep it for Leng Wuxin, hoping to meet him again and give him this treasure.
"What a weird guy."
After talking to herself, Zhilou walked into the lobby, but after walking for a while, she always felt someone following her. She pulled out the Xuanyuan Sword, turned around suddenly, swung it out, and asked coldly.
"Who, who is following me?"
There is a sound of breathing? Footsteps?
Zhilou was a little uncertain. She stared at the back for a long time, but there was no sign of anyone. Only then did she slowly put down the Xuanyuan Sword.
In the air, Hunbao was standing there, and the tip of the master Xuanyuan Sword almost pierced his throat, just a little bit behind.
When Zhilou took back the Xuanyuan Sword, he did not dare to follow him anymore.
Habits are really a habit. Hunbao's first reaction after seeing his master was to follow her. He would follow wherever she went. Unfortunately, he couldn't follow him now.
Standing aside in annoyance, thinking for a while, Hunbao jumped up, jumped onto the roof of the lobby, and disappeared in the capital.
When Feng Zhilou returned to the temporary resting place in Dadu, she found Yu'er was poking her head anxiously. Seeing that she was back, she hurriedly met her and lowered her voice and said.
"Mom, why did you come back? Dad is anxious and he is angry."
"Really? Angry?"
Zhilou knew that she had been out for a long time, and Shang was a little worried, so she felt a little unhappy. She stretched out her tongue, made a move to silence, and then looked inside secretly, wanting to know if Shang was still angry.
Inside the main hall, Shang seemed unable to get out of his body, and was talking to several elderly Fuxi elders. One of them was tall and big, fifty, wearing a helmet and wearing a worn armor. It can be seen from his clothes.
He should be the leader of the Fuxi tribe, Xunye's father, and the others are generals of the Fuxi tribe.
The corner of Shang's eyes saw Zhilou coming back. Although he didn't turn his head, he could feel it, and he relaxed a lot.
"Fuxi's stars are turning, and it turns out that the Dragon Emperor and the Dragon Queen arrived. This is really the lucky star of our Fuxi Continent. If it weren't for the Dragon Emperor and the Dragon Queen, we really..."
The leader of Fuxi has been fighting for many years, so how could he not be tired or tired? But seeing his tribe in dire straits, his heart was as if he was shattered. Now that he is ready, everything has returned to normal and the Fuxi continent has been liberated.
"It's over, it's better not to mention it. Now everyone regroups and live a good life."
Shang felt a little guilty when he heard the leader Fuxi say this. In fact, he didn't want to help them at first, and just wanted to take Zhilou away. If Fuxi's Star could not be opened, how could he fight in the magical alien race?
But Shengli is from Fuxi Continent, and Shang is in a heavy mood. He will not be at ease if he doesn't leave here for a day. His wife and daughter are the objects he must protect.