Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 713 Final Chapter The Return of the Gods 2

"I always feel that there is something weird about this temple. It's such a big temple. I just abandon it. I really hate the gods. Why not dismantle this temple and leave it in the vast ice field. It's so weird..."

Shen San touched the goosebumps on his arms.

After listening to the reminder from the inn proprietress, Quan Jiu had always been wary of temples and even had no favorable impression of the gods enshrined there. But now that she saw the golden statue of the god, she subconsciously did not feel the danger.

After searching around the temple, she couldn't find even a dog hole, let alone a passage barrier.

001 reminded aloud: "Behind the statue."

Quan Jiu looked at the statue. Its back was pressed against the wall, making it a perfect fit.

"Gotta move it."

But here comes the problem. This statue is so tall, made of gold, and weighs at least more than ten tons. How can she move the statue away?

Quan Jiu pondered for a moment: "I'll look for any traps first."

The two methods are either to destroy the statue or to find thousands of people to carry it. No matter which method is used, it is very troublesome.

She was feeling a little irritable, and she didn't even notice that her smooth forehead was wrinkled. A touch of warmth fell lightly on her eyebrows, and her fingertips rubbed on her smooth skin.

"Don't frown."

It's Shen Lang.

Quan Jiu raised his eyes to meet his dark and deep eyes.

He looked at her quietly, his eyes as vast and calm as the deep sea.

Traveling thousands of miles just to find a ruined temple, normal people would doubt her motives. A smart person like Shen Lang must have guessed that something was wrong with her, but he never asked a word from the beginning to the end.

Quan Jiu's eyebrows widened: "I'm fine."

Because of Shen Lang's episode, she calmed down again. Even if she found the passage, she would not leave today. She had not thought about what to do with Shen Lang.

"Let's go back first."

………

There was something unusual about the drinking this night.

After everything was over, Shen Lang held her in his arms and rarely took the initiative to talk to her.

Quan Jiu sighed slightly in his heart.

It was obvious that he cared, otherwise he wouldn't ignore her, but even at this point, he still held her tightly and wouldn't let go if there was any awkwardness.

Sensing his conflicting psychology, Quan Jiu turned over and met his eyes.

"Shen Lang, I may... have to leave for a while."

Just now, Quan Jiu made a decision. Instead of making up a lie that could not be hidden from him, it was better to tell him the truth directly.

The woman had glossy red lips, a thin layer of sweat on her nose, a light layer of pink on her cheeks and exposed arms, and the amorous look in the corners of her eyes had not faded away. He used to like this look of hers the most, but at this moment, Shen But Lang couldn't feel any joy at all.

The body temperature of the person in his arms was hot, but he felt a little cold for no reason, and the chill spread down his chest.

Quan Jiu looked at his lost expression, held his face in his hands, his phoenix eyes bright:

"Do you believe me?"

Shen Lang stared at the woman who just said she wanted to leave him. He looked at her for a long time and then spoke slowly without hesitation.

"letter."

If he didn't believe it, he wouldn't leave everything in Meng's country and follow her to this ice and snow wilderness.

It was precisely because he understood his pride that Quan Jiu realized how difficult it was to have the word "faith" at the moment.

She had mixed feelings for a moment, and she paused for a moment:

"Then trust me, we will definitely meet again in the future."

Sooner or later, she will collect all his fragments.

There was a big stone pressing on Shen Lang's chest, making him breathless and his hands and feet cold.

The ends of his eyes were red, and his tone was so soft that no one could hear him.

"...can't we not leave?"

Just now, the crazy idea of ​​imprisoning her came to his mind.

But just for a moment, he completely rejected it again.

He grew up in a deep palace. A palace wall cut off all his freedom. People who have lost their freedom can better understand the value of freedom.

How could she be really happy when she was so proud of someone and was locked up in a cage with her wings broken off by him?

Shen Lang thought of all the ways to keep her, but to no avail. In the end, he could only put down his attitude and ask for her in the most original and sincere way.

"...can't we not leave?"

Quan Jiu didn't look at him or make a sound.

It's impossible for the milk dumplings not to grow forever.

As parents, they have failed in their duty by letting their children go through so much alone. If he knew Naituanzi's identity and the cause of his illness, she believed he would make the same choice as her.

Shen Lang heard her silent rejection, and the big hand on her waist was finally unable to let go.

Quan Jiu raised his neck and wanted to kiss him, but Shen Lang dodged him.

For the first time, he was not interested in her advances.

"You go to sleep, I'll go out for a walk."

Shen Lang stood at the door all night.

At noon, it finally dawned in Gil Town. The landlady came downstairs carrying a basin of dirty clothes and greeted him with a mysterious face and nodded.

Shen Lang didn't hear anything. He looked back at the room behind him, finally made up his mind and walked into the house.

The room was quiet and deserted.

There was no one on the bed.

The messy quilt last night was now neatly folded and placed at the end of the bed.

Shen Lang suddenly panicked, and a bottomless hole opened in his chest, and wind kept pouring into it.

"Changxi!! Changxi!! Changxi?!!"

He searched the house and after making sure no one was in the house, he ran frantically to the first floor of the inn.

Shen San watched him hurried downstairs, stood up from the dining table, and looked at him with worry:

"Sir, what's wrong?"

Shen Lang stared at him with a pair of black eyes, as if a drowning man had grabbed a life-saving straw:

"Have you met Madam?"

Shen San was shocked when she saw his pale face. Shen Lang's hair was now messy, and all the blood in his body seemed to have been drained. There was no color on his face, but his pair of bright black eyes filled with hope were frightening.

“…”

Without waiting for Shen San's answer, Shen Lang's eyes sank, and he raised his legs to rush towards the temple. Shen San hurriedly said: "Sir, it's snowing outside, you didn't bring your cloak..."

Shen Lang didn't stop, but before he could leave the inn, a clear and confused female voice came from behind:

"What's going on?"

Quan Jiu went out with a bowl of porridge and met Shen Lang's eyes.

His movement to rush out the door stopped, as if a patient who was about to suffocate took a breath of fresh oxygen again. He suddenly turned around and ran towards her in large strides.

Her waist tightened, and Quan Jiu fell into his tight embrace. She also held a bowl of hot porridge in her hand, so she was careful in her movements to avoid burning him.

Shen Lang buried his chin into her shoulder, tightened his arms, and his fingertips were still trembling slightly.

Quan Jiu guessed what was going on in an instant. Her chest felt sour and she said softly.

"Don't worry, I won't leave without saying goodbye. I saw that you hadn't eaten anything all morning, so I went to the kitchen and brought you a bowl of porridge..."

Shen Lang said nothing and kept holding her quietly, as if she would disappear if he let go.

(End of chapter)