An Qingge really wants to hit the man in front of him now, is this man sick in the head?

Hey, what kind of sin have you created?

I actually met this man, but what else can I do.

An Qingge could only break free of Fu Yunchen's hand: "Young master, I know you don't believe me, you let me go, as long as you let me go, I will definitely not appear in front of you." ”

"Really?" Fu Yunchen said lightly.

"It's definitely true." An Qingge hurriedly replied.

But Fu Yunchen smiled when he heard this: "If you leave, then who will pass on the ancestry to me." ”

An Qingge: .....

She was a little skeptical, Fu Yunchen could not do it.

Fu Yunchen watched An Qingge continue to cry like this, and couldn't help but think, they all said that women are made of water, and now it seems that it is really true.

"I said, I like the way you cry, you really make me feel sorry for me." Fu Yunchen opened his mouth lightly, and stretched out his hand to her face as he spoke.

An Qingge, who didn't see lust in Fu Yunchen's eyes, was not afraid at all: "Young master." ”

Then Fu Yunchen dragged An Qingge closer: "Although my body may not work, it doesn't mean that other things can, so don't seduce me." ”

An Qingge stopped crying suddenly, but if she didn't cry, she didn't cry, but she still looked at Fu Yunchen with pitiful eyes.

Fu Yunchen couldn't help but feel a little annoyed when An Qingge looked at her like this, so he directly let go of her hand: "If you stay obediently, then you will naturally be fine, if you mess around, then your fate is not better than your mother." ”

Mother? Wang Yun.

An Qingge just wanted to ask, but before the words came out, An Qingge swallowed directly.

After all, all she needs to do now is pretend to be pitiful, and don't worry too much about other things.

The two of them fell asleep quietly, neither of them spoke, only An Qingge's cough.

The cough was loud, but Fu Yunchen's sleepiness was like a mountain, and he couldn't stop it.

And An Qingge is really uncomfortable now, coughing so much that her internal organs hurt, she obviously wanted to pretend to be sick, but she didn't expect to be really sick.

I can't describe what it feels like.

I don't know how long it took, An Qingge heard the voice of the land: "Shangxian." ”

Hearing this voice, An Qingge forced himself to sit up, and said directly to the ground standing not far away, "Why don't you tell this seat, this seat's spell is sealed by the Nine Spirits." ”

"Could it be that there are other sealing spells?" The land asked suspiciously.

Hearing this, An Qingge couldn't help but hold his forehead.

After a long time, An Qingge spoke: "Even Jiang Ziya knew magic back then, how can you ask me to find it like this, even if I find someone with immortal roots, people won't believe that I am an immortal." ”

"Shangxian's words are wrong, there are many ways to make others believe that you are an immortal, such as you and my immortal body, you can stab yourself with a knife, although it will be as painful as a mortal, but it is guaranteed that you will not die." The land came over with a smile on his face.

An Qingge now wants to kill his colleagues, and this idea is getting bigger and bigger.

The land walked to the side of the bed, looked at the man on the bed, maybe he felt that what he had just said was a little too much, so he spoke: "You and I are both gods, we know what chance is, this man has a fate with Shangxian, it may be that you want Shangxian to help him get out of the current obstacle." ”