Chapter 43: The Wen Qi you see now is fake

Zhu Huan took out the headdress she had bought from the game clothing store early in the morning and handed it to him.

"You open it and take a look, and she says you're going to like it."

Saying that, Zhu Huan glanced at it until now, Wen Qi was still wrapped around the hairband on the high ponytail, and he was very confident in his heart.

She remembers vividly that she first met Wen Qi outside of the game, when he was about twelve years old.

At that time, he was still a poor little man who could step on anyone, and when she found him, he was still eating the flesh of the Dead Monster.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a beggar.

When she followed the guidance of the customer service demon to find him, she wanted to give up on him because she couldn't see his face clearly.

Later, Xiao Mo said that the bound trumpet character wanted to be replaced, so the money she spent on him for positioning would not be refunded.

That's a full million yuan of positioning money, and she is reluctant to waste it, so she can only take a hairband to help him tie his hair first, revealing his true face.

It was also after seeing his true face that he was the same as her eldest son Wen Qi, so she decided to choose him as the trumpet.

After that, she became more and more familiar with Wen Qi, and she found that every time she gave him a headband, although he didn't speak, the luster in his eyes couldn't be faked, and she knew that she liked the headband very much.

Wen Qi took the wooden box she handed over, and the wooden box was opened, and a dark green hairband embroidered with gold patterns lay quietly inside.

The hairband can be seen from the material is not ordinary, he touched it with his hand, it was cold and smooth, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He remembered clearly that although he was happy when he received the hair belt from Zhu Huan's hand in the past, because Wen Qi liked to use a hair crown, in order to please Zhu Huan, he could only pretend to have no waves on his face, and he was more accustomed to showing love when he received the hair crown.

How could she notice his true liking.?

[Ding Dong, Opinion Score Task 3 has been completed, 20 Opinion Points have been issued, and the total Opinion Value of the current character is - 170 points. (30 friendship points)]

Zhu Huan heard Xiao Mo's Zhengtai reminder sound, and the nerves that had been tense were finally released, and he began to look at him secretly while waiting for Wen Qi to give her the jade earrings.

Just now she just took a general look at his situation, but now that she looked closely, she found that although he was older, he still couldn't hide his illness between his eyebrows.

It is estimated that his health is still very poor during this time.

Just as she was thinking about it, she felt a shock of inspiration, and at the same time, Wen Qi also handed the remaining jasper earrings to her: "Take it, and bring a word to her for me." ”

Zhu Huan stretched out his hand to take it and asked him, "What?" ”

Wen Qi smiled inexplicably, his eyes were staring at her, as if he was talking to her, and as if he was just saying that she was just asking her to help bring it to "her".

"Tell her to come and see me on her own as soon as possible, or something will happen that she can't control."

His eyes were a little cold, and a layer of cold sweat unconsciously broke out on Zhu Huan's back when he saw it.

I thought to myself, why did he suddenly say this? He's just a game character, and he can still control her as a player?

Besides, there is also a customer service devil here, if there is any accident, it will definitely be able to do something!

Out of the Haibei Building, Zhu Huan was about to take out the spirit machine to see who sent her a message, when she suddenly received a reminder from Xiao Mo that the game system was about to be upgraded for the third time, and during this period, only the goodwill task and the function of exchanging goodwill points for life points could be used normally.

As for other functions, they will be locked.

“? How could it be so sudden? Isn't it just a level? ”

The little devil is weak-hearted, but he still pretends to be calm: [It's that the above requirements have changed, and the little devil can't help it, I hope the player can understand~]

"Okay."

Anyway, today's life is saved, and I also have time to think about how to continue to find Wen Qixu's favor value tomorrow.

After listening to the news of the little devil, Zhu Huan finally had the opportunity to open the spiritual machine.

Then I found out that it was Wen Qi who sent her a message, and she was a little confused when she saw the content of the post-

[I'm Wen Qi, the Wen Qi you see now is fake, I've come to Haitian Valley, where are you now? 】

Although the message is only a short one, the amount of information contained in it is very explosive.

Zhu Huan re-read this message a few times, and after making sure that she was not dazzled, she almost made a spiritual call to Wen Qi with trembling hands.

No, what does he mean? The Wen Qi she saw was not the real Wen Qi's words

Zhu Huan suddenly remembered many places she had suspected before, and the coolness spread from the Tianling Gai to the soles of her feet, and when she saw Wen Qi, her expression was very trance-like.

[What's wrong?] 】

She didn't set up the anti-peeping news, and Wen Qi saw it at a glance.

He had already noticed it when Wen Qi's clone came out, so he would hurry back to the place of Haitian Valley.

The first is to help Zhu Huan successfully pass this demon slaying task, and the second is to see how to solve this matter.

He had forgotten that Wen Qi had also received many secret treasures from Zhu Huan, so it was not surprising that there would be a way to get a clone.

But in this case, his plans here will have to change.

Only then did Zhu Huan remember that Wen Qi was still there, and hurriedly hung up the phone.

After all, her understanding of the dumb brother is only superficial, in case he knows that she is the person Wen Qi is looking for, I don't know if he will reveal the news.

"No, I just suddenly got a very complicated news."

Zhu Huan's heart was in turmoil, thinking of her previous performance in front of Wen Qi, as well as taking the initiative to get close to him, and her mind had already made up what ridiculous things he would do afterwards with his temperament.

Because of this incident, Zhu Huan was almost speechless on the way back to the gate of Nancheng after returning the news of Wen Qi.

She was worried about how to get health before Wen Qi retreated, but now it's okay.

The size and size of the two blood bags are there, but she is no longer simply worried about this matter.

At present, the most troublesome thing is how to deal with the matter between her and Trumpet Wen Qi.

Her abnormality was obvious, Duan Ya noticed it, thought of where she went, and quickly guessed something.

But she didn't meddle in her business, after all, if she took care of this matter, she might not be able to survive this year with Wen Qi's temperament.

"Now that everyone is here, let's set off to find the inn to rest, a few wisps of breath of the Demon Hunting Disk have been confirmed, and we will look for its traces tomorrow."

Zhu Huan had to wait for Wen Qi and tell Senior Brother Wang, who led the team, to let them go first, and she would go over later.

"But it's not safe for you to stay, who are you waiting for?"

"Senior Brother Wen Qi." Zhu Huan's expression was complicated, she didn't expect that after so long, she hadn't really seen her eldest son.

Senior Brother Wang was surprised, and wanted to say that Wen Qi was not in retreat? But seeing that Zhu Huan didn't look like he was lying, he decided to wait with her after thinking about it.

"But if you haven't waited until it's dark, Senior Sister Zhu, you have to go to the inn with us first, Nancheng at night is very dangerous after all."

Zhu Huan had no objections, but fortunately, Wen Qi came quickly, just a tea time, and his figure appeared not far away.

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