"I promise you, I'll take care of myself." Wu Xie said with a chuckle. Compared with the stuffy oil bottle in my memory, this one seems to have a much richer expression, and the words are gradually increasing, maybe it's an illusion of thinking about it every day, or maybe it's an illusion outlined by a bronze tree, or maybe even a demon in my own heart.

For the first time, Zhang Qilin felt powerless, he wanted to change something, but he didn't know what to do. After realizing something, Zhang Qilin looked up, a sharp gaze fell on him calmly, Zhang Qilin was startled, and suddenly found a man who looked almost exactly like him, standing two or three meters away from him.

"Who are you? What are you doing? Zhang Qilin asked anxiously.

But the figure didn't say anything, because his gaze always fell on Wu Xie's position, and in his calm eyes, he couldn't read the true thoughts in his heart, maybe he completely closed all his emotions in his inner world and didn't allow half of it to be revealed, but his attention still betrayed him.

"Follow him." The man said briefly.

"Wu Xie won't let me follow, he will leave in two days, how can I keep it? Besides, I can't follow him with a dead face, I don't have the ability, I can't protect him, and I may even become a burden, in fact, I also want to follow Wu Xie. I..."Zhang Qilin said with dancing hands.

The man stopped talking, and gradually disappeared into thin air.

"Little brother, little brother. Wake up. Wu Xie shouted in a hurried voice on the side.

Zhang Qilin struggled to sit up, grabbed Wu Xie's hand, and looked at his eyes seriously.

The brown pupils glowed a little golden in the moonlight, a sacred color, peaceful and reassuring. It wasn't the first time Wu Xie had looked at Zhang Qiling's eyes, but this color seemed to be the first time.

"I'm going to follow you." Zhang Qilin said categorically, he did not give Wu Xie any right to repentance or refuse. At this moment, Zhang Qilin's temperament has undergone earth-shaking changes.

However, this momentum came and went faster. Seeing that Wu Xie didn't speak, Zhang Qilin touched the back of his head in embarrassment, and didn't speak, and seemed to have become the image of that harmless and decadent young man again.

"They're coming!" Wu Xie said fiercely, pushed Zhang Qilin off the bed, and the two rolled and fell to the ground. The originally warm bedding left a row of charred bullet holes on the clean couch.

"Wu." Before the evil word could be spoken, Zhang Qilin felt a dizziness in his brain, and then lost consciousness.

I'm not going to let you put your life at risk, their goal is me, and if you want to fight me, you'll fight, but you can't. Wu Xie Xin said. He turned around and disappeared into the small space.

Unexpectedly, he actually came here this time, Wu Xie sighed with a special fate in his heart, looked at the familiar style of the buildings around him, and looked at the figures chasing behind him with self-deprecation.

This is a normal southwestern village, with rugged mountain roads, muddy dirt roads around, mosquitoes flying indiscriminately around, and scattered civil houses, exuding familiar pheromones all the time.

That's right, this is the boundary of one of the Zhangjia ancient buildings in Guangxi Banai, where the stuffy oil bottle once went.

I didn't expect to go around for so long, a pole for me to rush here, bronze tree, bronze tree, it seems that your ability is not small, maybe it's just that the tree is a big wind, you can't let me be idle at any time.

Wu Xie held two handfuls of black gold in his hands, with a harmless smile on his face, it seemed that the innocence of that moment was still in his chest, he leisurely looked at the figure coming behind him and said: "Master won't run away this time, there is a kind of you coming!" ”