Zhan Shiyi said: "According to your words, now the Four Tigers have become good, so the only one who insists on avenging the Big Tiger is Zhu Ziqi, right?"
"It seems that's the case at the moment." Tang Shili said: "Last time eavesdropping, Sanhu also advised him not to make things difficult for you."
Zhan Shiyi fell silent for a long time. After a while, he stood up and said, "I've been out for a long time. It's time to go home."
"I'll be with you." Bai Wuyin also stood up, and said firmly with Zhan Shiyi's eyes.
Zhan Shiyi did not refuse and nodded in agreement.
Shangge personally sent them to the door before turning around with a look of regret.
Seeing this, Tang Shili felt a little uncomfortable, as if something was lying across his heart and his breathing was a little uncomfortable. Shang Ge looked over, he turned his face away, coughed lightly, and said calmly: "Come with me, I have something to tell you."
The two of them entered the room one by one, and Tang Shili looked up at her: "You are determined to take care of the matter of Zhan Shiyi?"
"I can help him." Shangge lowered his head and drew circles with his fingers restlessly.
Tang Shili said with a cold face: "How to help? Do you use immortal methods?"
I stopped talking on the song.
Tang Shili snorted coldly, leaving a sentence half a warning and half admonishment, and then turned around and walked away: "Zhu Ziqi is just a mortal. Immortal skills are used for mortals. You know what the consequences are. It is best to think clearly by yourself!"
Shangge lowered his head and turned a cup of tea in his hand. When he raised his eyes again, it was dark outside and the tea had already cooled down. Her face was printed on the tea, and there was an abnormal and firm feeling - that was the courage in his eyes when he made up his mind to do something.
"Princess Singing--Princess Singing--"
Just as I stood up, I suddenly heard someone calling her in a low voice above my head, his voice was weak and very cautious.
The song suddenly became energetic, with wide eyes wide open, and he raised his head and glared at the Star Lord of Siming floating in the air: "Shen Siming, what are you writing about to break the fate? Did you miss the time when you are acquainted with you? Write a bad plot to make up the numbers?"
Siming Xingjun fell to the ground and retreated in a hurry, but was still one step late. Shangge grabbed his ears and dragged them from behind the table: "Tell me quickly, are you doing it?"
"Oh, princess, please let me go first." Si Ming Xingjun covered his ears and screamed in pain.
Shangge snorted coldly, took another handful before letting go of him.
Siming Xingjun rubbed his ears, swallowed his anger and looked like a young wife, and smiled with a shy face: "Princess, don't be angry, look, after this wave, the princess and Zhan Shiyi can share hardships. Isn't the relationship one step closer? The little god thought, seeing Zhan Shiyi's appearance, he was almost getting his heart."
"It's okay to not get angry." Shanggeheng said: "Let me see your Siming Book."
Without saying a word, Si Ming Xingjun immediately took out Si Ming Book from his arms and handed it to Shang Song.
The song "Shangge" is suspicious: Today, Siming Star Lord is a bit too much. The moment she took the Siming Book, Siming Star Lord jumped a long distance away, which was even more suspicious!
After the song opened the Siming Book, I saw the line of words I saw last time: "At the third update, I saved three people in the fire, and I made contributions." Then, another line of words: "I was framed, washed away my grievances, saved Mo Xiyi's life, and became a couple of friendship."
Of course she knew about this part, and she was anxiously turning the next page on the song, wanting to see what would happen next.
Below is...
A blank space!
Shangge's eyes twitched, his mouth twitched wildly, his fists were loose and tight several times, and he actually resisted the urge to pull Si Ming Book on Si Ming Xingjun's face, and could mobilize the muscles on his face, and pulled out a smile: "Si Ming, why are you doing so far? Come and talk!"
Siming Xingjun shrank his shoulder and smiled, "Little God... Little God is very good here. Princess, please say something if you have something to do."
"I ask you, why are you gone?" Shang Song tried hard to make himself look kinder.
Siming Xingjun asked in confusion: "There are some below, a small piece."
Si Ming Xingjun looked serious, but instead made Shangge suspected that she had missed it. She turned back and flipped it over, but it was still blank. She was surprised at first, then got angry, and her voice became louder without realizing it: "You are talking nonsense, you obviously don't have it down there. I've read it all, and you still deny it, thinking I'm easy to bully, right?"
"..." Si Ming Xingjun just laughed and didn't dare to speak.
At the stalemate, someone suddenly kicked the door open and stepped into the door. Without saying a word, he picked up the song.
The incident occurred too suddenly, and Si Ming Xingjun could not react in time and was seen right away.
The song blinked: "Zhan Shiyi, haven't you gone home?"
"What were you just talking about?" Zhan Shiyi's face was quite unkind. When he spoke, his eyes were staring at Si Ming Xingjun, and his evil spirit made poor Little Si Ming tremble.
The song was confused first, and then raised the Siming Book in his hand in anger: "Oh, that's it! He clearly agreed to show it to me, but then he hid the following content and refused to let me see it. I was arguing with him!"
"..." Zhan Shiyi let her go, turned her back silently, as if taking a deep breath, and after a moment, he strode out: "Oh, you guys chat slowly."
He came and went like the wind, and he was so confused about his mind when he shouted: "What's wrong with him?"
Siming Xingjun tried hard to restrain himself from laughing out loud: "It's probably... care will cause chaos!"
Actually, if you think about it carefully, it was indeed a misunderstanding when he followed the song just now. The moment Zhan Shiyi broke into the door, he understood. But... Siming Xingjun looked up at the song quietly. Unexpectedly, the princess on the song was so simple that she was so scary that she surprised him and really doubted the rumors in the heavenly world.
Shangge touched his head, and saw that Si Ming Xingjun was smiling too annoyingly. He held his ears and shouted, "Tell me quickly, what's going to happen next!"
"Don't be anxious!" Si Ming quickly broke free: "I'm here today, isn't it just here to inform you?"
"Say!" Shangge waved his hand and was accurate.
Siming Xingjun said: "According to the reaction just now, princess, you can start to ravage the heart of Constable Zhan. In addition, for about a month and a half, Constable Zhan will have a great disaster. You must be careful when you go to the song Princess."
Shangge's eyes were unconsciously covered with a layer of worry: "What a disaster?"
"The Buddha said: You can't say it, you can't say it." Siming Xingjun shook his head and moved his fingers. Siming Book automatically returned to his arms. A flash of light was gone. "Princess Shangge, wait for you to retire, and we will meet in heaven! Siming will hold a banquet to welcome the princess."
Shangge chased out of the door, clenched his fists and claws and his eyes were red: "Is it clear that you will die?"
A laughter came from the air, and Si Ming Xingjun climbed to the clouds without looking back and went to heaven.