The "ant" tried to reach out again, but Qi Xia pushed his hand aside again.

This strange gesture also made the creature in front of him understand the current situation.

He knew that there was a man in front of him, and this man was neither afraid of himself nor running away.

Qi Xia looked up into the distance, and at this time, more and more "ants" began to converge in this direction.

But their state was no different from what they remembered, just lying far away, not daring to approach at all.

At this time, the "ant" in front of him finally changed his expression, he exhaled, and then stretched out his hand again.

But this time he didn't stretch out his palm, but stretched out a finger.

Qi Xia thought about the other party's intentions for a moment, so he also stretched out his hand and touched the cold finger.

The "ant" gasped the moment his hands touched, and wanted to retract but was thinking about something, revealing an extremely strange expression.

For the first time, Qi Xia knew that after a person lost all his facial features, the expression on his face would be infinitely magnified.

In the next second, "Mole Ant" flipped his hand and instantly grabbed Qi Xia's wrist, and his body jumped up from the ground and squatted on the windowsill.

Qi Xia clearly felt a rotting and foul smell coming to his face, but he didn't back down.

He wanted to know what the "ant" in front of him wanted to do.

I saw that "Mole Ant" held Qi Xia's wrist with one hand, turned his palm over, and then stretched out the fingers of his other hand and gently rubbed it a few times in his palm.

After a few seconds, Qi Xia realized that the other party wanted to write in the center of his palm.

However, his hands were twisted backwards and healed again, and his control of his fingers became noticeably poor, and his handwriting was difficult to understand.

After he finished writing, he found that Qi Xia had no reaction, so he could only lower his head, raise Qi Xia's palm in front of his eyes, and carefully control his fingers to write again.

This time Qi Xia seemed to feel it.

It's a word for "who".

Qi Xia knew that the other party should be asking about his identity, but thinking about it carefully, this matter was too ridiculous.

Is this the only way for these "ants" to find the right person?

Thinking of this, Qi Xia could only take the other party's palm and write two words on the cracked skin.

"Qi Xia".

He felt as if he was writing with his fingertips on the dry bark of a tree, unable to tell if the other person could know what he had written.

"Mole Ant" waited in the dark night for Qi Xia to finish writing, and his palms trembled slightly.

His parched mouth was wide open, and he kept exhaling.

Before Qi Xia could say anything more, he grabbed his hand again, this time with much greater strength than before.

He stretched out his fingers and wrote a word very hard in Qi Xia's palm.

The writing was crooked, but Qi Xia still guessed the content according to the structure.

"Run"!

"What......?" Qi Xia narrowed his eyes, raised his palm and looked at the word "escape" that didn't exist at all, and was puzzled.

First, he did not understand the identity and position of the other party, he only knew that the other party was an "ant", second, he was not sure whether the other party's sanity was completely sober, and third, he had no place to "escape".

So where do you want to "escape" with the word "escape"?

Qi Xia looked at the extremely exaggerated "ant" in front of him, and felt that it would take some effort to communicate with him.

So he took the other person's hand and wrote down a question mark seriously.

When the other party saw this question mark, his expression became turbulent again, and he kept dancing with his hands, and his mouth also made a muffled voice.

He should have wanted to talk so badly, but he couldn't say anything.

This noise also woke up Chen Junnan and Qiao Jiajin in the house.

The two opened their eyes in a daze, but suddenly found Qi Xia holding hands with a monster in front of the window, and the scene was a little too terrifying.

"I'm lost!!" Qiao Jiajin shouted and turned over, and picked up the chair on the side.

"Fuck me!" Chen Junnan stumbled directly from the table, but he immediately stabilized his body and looked around for the weapon in his hand, but there was no choice but to move a table except for the table and the bench.

Qi Xia didn't turn around, but just stretched out his hand back when the two were about to step forward, stopping them in their tracks.

Chen Junnan and Qiao Jiajin were stunned for a long time, not knowing what Qi Xia meant.

"Lao Qi...... You're going to be kidnapped by this bug, just blink. Chen Junnan said.

Qi Xia didn't answer, nor did he turn around, but just waved at them after steadying at them.

The two looked at each other, put down the table and chair in their hands, and walked cautiously towards Qi Xia.

When I got closer, I found that the situation was even stranger than just now.

The "ant" was squatting on the windowsill, holding Qi Xia's palm like a treasure, and was drawing something on the palm of his hand with his fingertips.

"Yo ......" Although Chen Junnan felt that the situation in front of him was incomprehensible, he still stubbornly opened his mouth, "Lao Qi, you don't sleep in the middle of the night...... What about looking for a master to read palmistry? ”

"Shh......?" Qiao Jiajin also scratched his head after hearing this, "Is there still a door-to-door fortune telling in this place......?" ”

"Come and see." Qi Xia said.

After hearing this, the two leaned forward and looked at the strange "ant".

His expression was both panicked and surprised, and he was now writing a word back and forth on Qi Xia's palm.

Qiao Jiajin kept moving forward, he felt that this person had written very few strokes, and it should be easy to recognize, but after reading it for a long time, he didn't know what it was.

"This is written baaa......"

After hearing this, Chen Junnan turned his head and looked at Qiao Jiajin: "Are you stupid?" Don't you recognize this word? ”

"I really don't recognize it."

When the other party finished writing this simple word again, Qi Xia slowly withdrew his hand, sighed, and said softly: "It's 'Dragon'." ”

"Huh?" Qiao Jiajin felt as if he had misheard, "Is that how 'dragon' is written?" ”

He reached out and waved it in the air, trying to tell the two of them that there were far more strokes of the word "dragon".

"Brother, we use simplified Chinese." Chen Junnan patted him on the shoulder.

"Uh......" Qiao Jiajin's outstretched hand was in the air, slightly embarrassed.

Qi Xia ignored the two who were arguing, and just looked at the "ants" in front of him.

The first word is "escape" and the second word is "dragon".

I don't know if the other party has completely no control over his body, or if he thinks that writing these two words is enough.

Qi Xia dripped his palm up again, hoping that the other party could convey something more, but there were only these two words to write.

"You want me to ...... "Escape" from the Dragon's men? ”