Chapter 143: The Man Who Couldn't Kneel for a Long Time
"So he's in the Spirit House now!"
"No, kneeling outside the Ling's house, but I didn't say a word about the master."
"And what do you think?"
Shadow Qi lowered his head silently, his thoughts were not important at all in front of his master! What matters is what the host thinks.
The spirit looked at him steadily, and he did not speak for a long time.
Look outside at sunset long since the night has fallen, and only the glowing stars and moon can be noticed.
"I ...... Don't dare to speculate. ”
"You don't dare, but you don't think so.
Shadow Qi, I saved Xiaoyu because I needed your ability.
I am not a Virgin, and I will not love someone for no reason.
Saving Xiaoyu cost half of your soul, originally you couldn't live, but I gave you the motivation to let your life go on.
Not to mention that you can't be saved, but don't be too greedy. ”
Shadow Qi knelt there, the invisible pressure on his body kept pressing.
He was in a cold sweat and didn't dare to look up at her.
"Let's go back to the spirit house first, you are needed there, if he does something irrational, I can't spare you first, I can't solve it myself, you can bring him to see me when necessary, then you will have to accept the punishment."
"Yes......"
The footsteps suddenly approached, and Ling Tian's originally majestic voice seemed to change its tone.
"What's going on?"
"It's time for dinner."
The emperor looked at the person kneeling on one knee, and didn't ask much, there was only one person he cared about from beginning to end.
"You go back first."
Shadow Qi stood up, and there was an inconspicuous blood mark where he knelt.
"Angry?"
"Well, the servant is not careful......"
The emperor quipped: "How about replacing it with me?" ”
She looked at him in a daze, held his face and smiled, "Okay." ”
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Recently, there was a stranger kneeling outside in the Ling family, and those little medicinal plants with a little aura didn't dare to go out at all.
Rain or sun, the man with the scar on his face remained motionless.
If it were an ordinary person, he would have starved to death.
"Uncle Shu, I'm sorry."
Xiaoyu felt very guilty, if she hadn't met her, she wouldn't have talked too much at all.
"Alas, it's none of your business, I'm afraid that the young lady will get angry and cause such trouble."
He knew her character best, and he hated sudden trouble.
When he fell in love with Shadow Qi, he was lucky.
In addition to his skills, it just so happens that my uncle's health is not very good, and I need such an opportunity to transform the blessing source on the young lady.
Now that the young lady has found a way to cross the luck, where is the need for it.
"Uncle Shu, why don't I persuade him."
"Waiting for you...... Let's talk about it when Shadow Qi comes back, maybe he brought the meaning of the young lady. ”
The shadow staggered back to the spiritual home, and the little wound on his knee did not heal, and even hurt like an ant gnawing at it.
He knew that the young lady was punishing, because he selfishly wanted her to save someone who didn't want to do it.
He admits that he was selfish.
When he returned to Ling's house, he immediately fainted in the courtyard.
Or was dragged back to the room by a group of elves.
"Don't cry."
Xiaoyu hasn't seen him like this for a long time, can you not cry?
"I ...... I ......"
"Let him rest for a while and he'll be fine."
Uncle Shu didn't tell him, Shadow Qi must have angered Miss, otherwise how could that little wound torture him from then on.
When the shadow awoke, he saw a group of unidentified creatures surrounding him.
The weak heart is not strong enough, and you have to be scared to death.
Shubo gave him a burst: "Awake? Tell me why I made Miss angry? ”
"I ......"
"I don't want to say that I can guess it, you kid is bold, you actually want to kidnap Miss Daode to save people, you don't want to think about who she is.
Let's honestly let that person go, he is always blocked at the gate of the Ling family, how to go out to buy items in the future. ”
He didn't want to be chased by someone who was a bit of a wayman.