Cheng Xuanwu didn't know what to think, and raised his hand to brush away the pressure on his shoulders. Dodge backwards, widening the distance between the two.

"As far as I know, the god of books has no friends, so how can he ask for help at will? What letters, show me. Cheng Xuanwu stretched out his hand towards the young man and gestured with his eyes.

Yan Chiyu let out a 'heh' sneer: "The letter will be burned immediately after reading." Why don't you go to the underworld and ask Yan Jun if there is a place where the body of the letter is stored. ”

Cheng Xuanwu took away his coldness, as if he had been a friend for many years, and glared at the young man naturally and unhappily: "Your attitude of begging for people is really bad." ”

Cheng Xuanwu took off the hat on his head, his long dark green hair curled by seaweed hung down lazily, and the whole person exuded a decadent and charming temperament. He took out a black leather ring and bit it, and grabbed his hair casually, which was refreshing and added to the gloomy feeling.

He pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose, and when he saw Wu Yue coming back, he slowly said: "It was before the destruction of the Book of Mountains and Seas, and the God of Books once sat in the cold moon in the world of Mountains and Seas to read a book, but he was hit by a falling star from somewhere, and fell into the black hole created by the star. The measurement of time in each space is different, and in the world we are waiting for, the time for the god of books to leave is at least 10,000 years. ”

"The God of Books has been in the world of mountains and seas since the day he was born, and it was the first time he went out of the ......house because he was hit by the stars and didn't know where he was," Cheng Xuanwu said and said with a little sadness: "Qinglong and I have been protecting the God of Books, but I didn't expect such an accident." Poor book god, unfamiliar with life, I am really afraid that he will not be able to adapt to the sinister life outside. Looking at his expression, it was as if he needed a small handkerchief to wipe his tears.

So, what place is more sinister than the mountain and sea world, which has countless monsters that can only eat people?

"What does it look like?" Wu Yue asked curiously.

"I don't know ......" Cheng Xuanwu shook his head and sighed helplessly: "The God of Books is in the world of mountains and seas, in your current words, it is - taking a cold and elegant route, Rao is so close to him, he never shows his face, always wears a mask." The long crow blue hair reaches to the waist and is never tied. Dressed in a black and red robe, Zhou Zheng was handsome, and his voice was indistinguishable between male and female. In short, in the eyes of our beasts, he is a sacrosanct existence. No one dared to say to him: God of Books, can you take off your mask and let us see? ”

Cheng Xuanwu's words really brought tears to the eyes. What about the good clues? It's broken again. So the information they have is ...... The old mother, Wu Yue, covered her chest and expressed discomfort.

"Why don't you know anything about him?" Wu Yue complained.

That's a look of contempt, isn't it? He even rolled his eyes at him...... Little girl, how about respecting the elderly?

Cheng Xuanwu coughed lightly twice and explained: "God is inviolable, and can only be seen from a distance. We don't talk about marriage with him, what do we know so much? In fact, you don't need to worry about the god of books, he can live well wherever he goes. ”

"Are we worried about the god of books, we are worried about you! The intersection of the two worlds and the change of the magnetic field will affect too many innocent people. In all fairness, are you comfortable in this world? Isn't there any discomfort, no adaptation? ”

At first, it was really unadaptable, but after a long time, it was actually ...... Actually, I'm looking forward to the next life.

Under the girl's gaze, Cheng Xuanwu silently changed his words: "I want to!" Of course I want to go back. But, but it can be said a little later. ”

Wu Yue turned her head and asked, "Is he selling cute?" ”

Yan Chiyu: "Yes. ”

Wu Yue asked again, "Is he pointing the finger?" ”

Yan Chiyu: "Yes. ”

Smack, something that broke for the first time.