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

Chapter 746 Final Chapter The Gods Return 35

He took her with him, firstly, because he was not sure whether Shen Luan and "her" were related, and secondly, because He Qingsui was special to her.

Even if Shen Luan has nothing to do with that person, he can still use Shen Luan to contain He Qingsui, and this deal will not be a loss no matter what.

"Then it hurts."

Feng Zui spoke without sympathy.

Quan Jiu didn't expect the smelly monk to show mercy, so she continued walking in the desert. Sand got into her shoes, so she simply kicked off her shoes and walked barefoot.

"Smelly monk, are we going to the elves?"

She had vaguely heard that the elves could not escape from the world, and their home base was located in the far west. If you wanted to enter the elves, you had to walk through the desert from the west of the Sky Continent, and any teleportation array would not work in the desert.

Feng Zui: "Yeah."

Quan Jiu: "Are you going to find your old lover... old enemy?"

Feng Zuiliang glanced at her quietly: "Don't talk if you don't want to die."

"oh."

Quan Jiu agreed dryly, but after a while, she asked again.

"Smelly monk, I'm so thirsty."

Feng Zui: "Bear it."

Quan Jiu: “I can’t bear it.”

Feng Zui's eyebrows twitched, and he threw a kettle to her without looking back. Quan didn't take the wine, and the kettle fell into the yellow sand, making a big hole.

Quan Jiu shook his tied wrists: "No hands."

Feng Zui: "Then don't drink."

Quan Jiu sat down in the desert: "I'm not leaving."

Feng Zui: “…”

Quan Jiu is still wearing the red silver butterfly dress from yesterday. The expensive fabric is now stained with sand. Because the climate is too dry, her red lips are peeling badly:

"Kill me, I won't leave."

"stand up."

He pulled the rope and tried to pull up the man sitting on the ground.

Quan Jiu closed his eyes and looked indifferent, still saying the same thing:

"You kill me."

Feng Zui pursed her thin lips tightly, with a hint of anger, and finally realized how troublesome and delicate the woman in front of her was.

A quarter of an hour later.

Quan Jiu sat on the camel smoothly, with still wet stains on the corners of her mouth. Feng Zui tightened the lid of the kettle with an expressionless expression, stepped on the saddle with both feet, turned over and sat behind her.

When it got light, the two of them saw a thatched shed at the desert exit. A white flag hung at the door, and the word "tea" with flying dragons and phoenixes was written in ink.

Early in the morning, there were no other customers in this deserted tea shop. The owner was sleepy-eyed. When he saw a customer coming, Ma Liu walked out from the front desk.

"Guest, what would you like to eat?"

The rope on Quan Jiu's hand was not untied, so as soon as the tea boss came closer, he saw Quan Jiu's bound hands.

He was just an ordinary person. When he saw this scene, he looked at Feng Zui warily and fearfully, thinking that he was a villain who trafficked people.

Feng Zui sat down at the table: "Baozi, butter tea."

Quan Jiu sat down and said consciously: "I want meat, boss, do you have meat here?"

Maybe her tone was too normal and she didn't have the caution of a trafficked person. The boss was stunned for a second before he reacted:

“There’s beef to go with wine.”

"Have a plate."

"Sir, please wait a moment."

When he put the dishes on the table again, Quan Jiu was playing with a chopstick in his hand, and Feng Zui didn't care about her. No matter how they looked at it, neither of them looked like a kidnapper or a kidnapped person.

"This is a meat bun."

Quan Jiu: "Thank you, boss."

The boss broke up the relationship between the two, and he was very courageous. He looked at Feng Zui with complicated eyes.

"My dear husband, no matter how much trouble there is between husband and wife, there should be some sense of restraint. What's the point of tying up the young lady all the way?"

The woman wasn't angry after being tied up like this. He guessed that this was a conflicting couple.

Quan Jiu raised her eyebrows in surprise, knowing that the boss had misunderstood, so she pretended to be deaf and played with her chopsticks without explaining.

Seeing that Feng Zui's expression did not change, the boss thought that he had listened to what he said, and continued to persuade him:

"If you fight at the end of the bed and fight at the end of the bed, just argue for a few words. If you really start fighting, it's the man's fault. The little lady is so smart, she can't stand this kind of torment."

Feng Zui raised his eyes impatiently: "Have you said enough?"

The boss was a little frightened when he saw his cold eyes, but Quan Jiu spoke at this moment.

"He's used to it, he has this temper."

Sparing no effort to explore the dark.

Feng Zui glanced at her lightly.

"Get used to it?"

The boss stared at Feng Zui in surprise. He looked like a dog. He didn't expect him to be a bastard who often violently abused his family. He gave Quan Jiu a sympathetic look and understood:

"No wonder you want to run away..."

Quan Jiu opened his mouth and smiled.

"You have committed evil."

The boss felt that she was "forcing a smile", so he sighed and silently filled up the original half plate of beef.

As soon as he left, Quan Jiu took a sip of porridge, raised his head and looked into Shang Feng Zui's dark eyes.

Feng Zui: "Have you had enough acting?"

Quan Jiu touched his nose: "The beef tastes good."

The boss watched the two people leave, but because he felt sorry for Quan Jiu's "experience", he also confiscated the money for the plate of beef.

As we cross the desert, there is a cave in front of us, and streams are tinkling. As far as the eye can see, there are green trees and lawns several people tall.

"It looks like the elves are ahead."

She wasn't sure what Feng Zui would do next.

Sneaking in and digging a grave in the middle of the night?

"Isn't she a human? Why is she buried among the elves?"

Feng Zui glanced at her: "She is in a special situation."

Not only the elves, but also many small races have good relations with her.

Quan Jiu observed his expression: "What would you do if she really died?"

Feng Zui looked at the green mountains not far away and remained silent for a long time: "..."

Just when Quan Jiu thought he wouldn't answer, the man spoke:

"Then find her again."

If the soul is scattered, it must be dispersed cleanly.

"Find her and kill her again?"

Quan Jiu heard the firmness in his tone and got goosebumps all over his body.

"Your purpose is revenge. Since she is dead, you should be happy."

Feng Zui's breath sank. He didn't want to hear the word "death" before seeing her tombstone.

"Even if she dies, she can only be killed by me."

It was she who saved him and forcibly tied their fate together. From that moment on, she was destined to be unable to get rid of him.

Quan Jiu's hair stood on end and his neck felt cold: "You hate her so much?"

Feng Zui lowered his eyes, his eyes were in a trance: "Yes..."

I hate her for having saved him, but why did she abandon him halfway? I hate her for not keeping her word, I hate her for giving him hope and then pushing him into despair with her own hands.

Quan Jiu touched the tip of her nose, then she had better stop "cheating".

She originally thought that Feng Zui would keep a low profile and sneak into the elves at night, but she didn't expect that under the clear sky and broad daylight, a man would walk into the elves with such swagger.

When he encountered a guard blocking the way, he didn't even raise his head, and with a wave of his sleeve, he slapped away a dozen tall men who were 1.89 meters tall.

Quan Jiu: “…”

Although violent, he is also really handsome.

(End of chapter)