Chapter Ninety-Five: I'm Not Selfish...
"What do you mean, kid?" Di Wen walked over and pushed Bu Zuozhi away.
Qingyi was also suddenly dumbfounded, Di Wen came out like this?
"Are you?" Bu Zuozhi looked at Di Wen, seeing that he was dressed in a black robe, and his face was also hidden, and he did not see his identity.
"I'm Qingyi's boyfriend!" Di Wen grabbed Qingyi, although it was only on his chest, this style of painting was not weird.
And Qingyi didn't resist, just quietly leaned on Di Wen's chest, his face flushed a little.
"Uh... Even so, it doesn't affect me to wait!" Although Bu Zuozhi was stunned, he still pretended to smile, and he didn't seem to give up.
"Your second uncle!" "Eh, isn't his second uncle my father-in-law?"
Di Wen hurriedly changed his words, "Your uncle, you are a dizzy head, and you don't pee on yourself, and a waste of fourth-order bloodline power dares to hit my daughter-in-law's attention?"
"What's that?"
Di Wen pushed him hard again, pulled Qingyi and turned around to leave.
Angry, completely angry, Bu Zuozhi was most taboo for others to mention his sore spots, and immediately released the power of the bloodline.
shouted angrily: "Do you dare to show your face!"
In the past two years, because of the regression of strength, he has been ridiculed, and all the vitriol is directed at him alone, so he is extremely sensitive to this!
"I'm afraid that my appearance will blind your dog eyes!"
Di Wen ignored him, but also released the power of his own bloodline, and walked forward step by step.
At that moment, a familiar feeling surged into the hearts of the two, "What a familiar breath!"
But I don't know where to remember, and in the end, Bu Zuozhi glared angrily at Di Wen and the others out of his sight...
"Aren't you afraid of being seen through?" After the two left, Qingyi pursed his lips and asked softly.
"It's okay, no one else saw it, it's just a scum of the power of the fourth-order bloodline, and it can't make any waves. ”
Di Wen pulled Qing Yi back to the dormitory, in fact, what he said just now was indeed a bit too much, Bu Zuozhi himself is a poor person, and he is also Bu Hongxue's younger brother, so Di Wen really shouldn't hit others like this.
Isn't this TM what the villain said to the protagonist, and then the protagonist rises and slaps the villain in the face?
But he just can't touch Qingyi, what if he is a villain, anyway, the protagonist is himself...
"Teacher, can you see who this black-robed man is?"
After Di Wen and Qing Yi left, Bu Zuo stayed in place, his face was pale, and the power of the suppressed bloodline was also released at this time, the power of the tenth-order bloodline!
The voice landed, and an ethereal voice came from his ring, "This person is a little strange, I can't find out what the inscription talent is. ”
Bu Zuozhi gritted his teeth when he heard this, "Qingyi, I'm going to decide, whoever stops him will die!"
He immediately turned and left.
Today's North County School is unusually quiet except for the unsuspenseful massacre staged in the morning, but the quieter it is, the more numb it is.
"Little girl, you are really getting more and more sought-after now!" Di Wen touched Qingyi's little horn and said with a smile: "What if someone abducts you one day?"
"If you're afraid that I'll be abducted, then keep watching me, and you'll beat whoever comes!" Qingyi danced this pink little fist, "Just like just now!"
"You believe in my strength so much. ”
"Anyway, if you can't, don't you still have me, now we don't know who is great!"
Qingyi's personality seems to have undergone earth-shaking changes in the past year, she is much more cheerful, and at the same time more calm, which makes Di Wen feel that the little girl in front of her does not seem to be an eleven-year-old girl.
However, she is still happy to be a little girl in front of Diwen, although she now has the strength to take charge of herself.
"As long as there is someone who can withstand me, Di Wen will definitely not let you make a move, just be a little girl behind me!" Di Wen laughed, he had no doubt about Qing Yi's words.
At that time in Longhemen, Qingyi killed three powerhouses in the Xuan Realm with his strength, Di Wen asked himself, he couldn't do it at all, although he didn't know what means were used, but Di Wen knew that the little girl in front of him would never be so simple.
Looking at the smiling Qingyi, Di Wen was also relieved, I am afraid that no one can threaten Qingyi now.
After chatting a few words, seeing that it was getting late, Di Wen also hurried back to Bu Hongxue.
But just as Di Wen was about to leave, he was stopped by Qing Yi, "Di Wen, wait first!"
"What's the matter, can't bear me?" Di Wen smiled and patted Qingyi's head with a smile on his face.
But when he looked at Qingyi's eyes, he suddenly found that the lines in them were a little strange.
In Qingyi's purple pupils, a circle of symbols appeared that changed from small to large.
Divin's eyes seemed hollow at that moment, and he stood motionless.
"Diwen, I'm sorry, I didn't have your consent..."Qing Yi showed his inscription talent, and the round of purple giant eyes hung high above Qing Yi's head, and then engulfed the two of them.
At this time, the black shadow on the ground also slowly emerged, "Little Lord, are you sure! There is only one chance for eternal life..."
He watched as the bodies of the two gradually became transparent, tightly connected, and seemed to be undergoing some kind of qualitative change.
"He's the only one who can help me, so it has to be him!"
The shadow whispered, "Indeed, there is something extraordinary about this young man..."
"I'm not selfish, I just can't help it..."Qingyi's almost transparent body gently hugged Di Wen, and two lines of tears faded out of his eyes and fell to the ground.
"Shadow, let's get started!"
"Yes, little lord..."
That dark shadow, when the palm of the hand turned, there were already countless handprints drawn, "Soul Death Pact!"
Runes emanated from the shadow body, enveloping Di Wen and Qing Yi.
The purple disc on Di Wen's chest gradually began to disintegrate, and Qing Yi's huge purple eyes slowly closed.
The bodies of the two men began to merge together, as if to establish some kind of contract.
The giant eyes opened again, but there were small purple eyes floating out of them, rooted in Di Wen's body, every inch of bones, every vein.
At the same time, the purple disc that Di Wen had disassembled gradually entered Qingyi's body.
"What a strange inscription pattern..."
By the time the last trace of rune in the shadow's hand invaded the two of them, the contract seemed to have been completed.
"Ei, I'm sorry for you tonight!"
Qing Yi and Di Wen's bodies seemed to be particularly ethereal, as if the wind could blow them away.
"Little Lord, don't worry, no one can disturb you tonight!"
When the words landed, the dark shadows instantly dispersed, and streams of black shadows sealed the door frame.