There Is Absolutely No Problem With My Summoning Technique

"Your Highness Wuchen, it's time for dinner. Come and try the loving chicken soup porridge that Xiaoqian personally made for you."

‘Gudong. ’

The chicken soup exudes black air with bubbles and billows, completely resembling dark cuisine.

Judging from the appearance of this chicken soup, it must be made by the imperial family, right?

Qian turned his head away with a guilty conscience and stuck out his tongue playfully, not daring to look at Zhao Wuchen: "Hey."

Zhao Wuchen shook his head helplessly, got up from the bed, took the tray and put it on the table.

A spoonful of chicken soup porridge is in your mouth, and it tastes really good. It's a testament to Yu's craftsmanship.

The corner of Zhao Wuchen's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a hint of a bad smile: "I remember that Xiao Qian has no talent for cooking at all. Although the rice he cooks looks normal, as for the taste..."

"Hate it, Xiaoqian and Yu are one. Of course, what Yu made can also be considered as Xiaoqian's."

Oh, this little girl has learned to use strong words to reason.

Zhao Wuchen ate his porridge and asked, "By the way, did anything happen during the time when I was unconscious?"

"EMM."

Qian touched his smooth chin and fell into thought: "It seems nothing is wrong."

"By the way, a big sister with a hot temper came to you and said she wanted to beat up His Highness Wuchen."

The eldest sister Qiankou mentioned should be Lin Ling.

What does she want from him?

"A violent beating? Qian, are you sure this isn't repayment?"

"Hehe, Xiaoqian doesn't remember either. After all, Xiaoqian's attention is all on His Highness Wuchen."

Invisible provocation is the most deadly.

Zhao Wuchen quickly lowered his head and silently ate the delicious chicken soup porridge.

"Your Highness Wuchen, let me tell you..."

Qian held it in for a long time and quickly told everything that happened when Zhao Wuchen was unconscious.

As soon as she came out of the Rubik's Cube maze, she found Zhao Wuchen on the bed with his eyes closed.

In the mood of wanting to play a trick, he secretly played a prank, but found that Zhao Wuchen was unconscious.

Thousand calls came to summon the beast companions.

Gatling Bodhisattva and Youmi observed it and came to the conclusion that Zhao Wuchen was just too tired.

Then Qian Heyu stayed by Zhao Wuchen's side.

During the day, Qian's personality came out to accompany him.

At night, Qian rested and Yu Lai continued.

Qian Heyu spent seven difficult days and nights with Zhao Wuchen like this.

Deeply in love, Qian couldn't help but throw herself into Zhao Wuchen's arms: "Your Highness Wuchen, Xiao Qian was so scared during the time when you were unconscious."

"I'm so scared of losing you."

"Stop saying bad things."

Zhao Wuchen patted Qian's head lovingly: "Isn't this good for me?"

"Well, Your Highness Wuchen, can you promise Xiao Qian something?"

"Of course, Qian, just tell me."

Qian buried his head in Zhao Wuchen's arms and said seriously: "Your Highness Wuchen, if you have any adventures in the future, you must take Xiao Qian with you, okay?"

"We face dangerous things together. We are family."

This sentence is so familiar.

Zhao Wuchen nodded, but he didn't expect that he would be taught a lesson by Qian Yong's words.

I'm afraid of losing Qian.

Qian is also afraid of losing me.

"I promise you."

zZZ

A slight snoring sounded, Qian fell asleep with a smile on his lips.

Using magic power to lift up the quilt, Zhao Wuchen gently put Qian on the bed in a princess hug: "Qian, sleep peacefully, now it's my turn to look after you."

Xiao Lufeng rushed into the bedroom: "Xiao Qian, what you asked me to find is a potion that can quickly relieve fatigue."

"Yes, Miss Yumi and I put in a lot of effort..."

"Shhh."

Zhao Wuchen put his index finger on his lips and made a silent gesture.

He pointed his finger toward the door, indicating not to make any noise in the bedroom.

Xiao Lu complained through the soul link: ‘Maybe I came at the wrong time. ’

‘+1’

‘+2’

‘The poor monk also comes to take a kick +3’

Such a familiar scene.

Ah, this damn déjà vu.

‘Qian needs to rest, I will accompany her now, and I will explain everything to everyone later. ’

'By the way, the potion to relieve fatigue is here. Now Xiaoqian needs this thing even more. ’

'Understood. ’

Xiao Lu closed the bedroom door, and the summoned beasts left quietly, leaving space for their master and his partner.

Zhao Wuchen looked at Qian's sleeping face quietly and remained silent.

Qian is really tired.

Switching personalities allows you to rest mentally, but physical fatigue is unavoidable.

"Your Highness Wuchen, don't leave, Xiaoqian can't live without you..."

"You are so old, and you still like to talk in your sleep."

Zhao Wuchen's nose felt sour, and he bent down gently: "I'm here, and I will always be with you."

"Hehehe, Your Highness Wuchen, don't be like this..."

In his sleep, Qian let out a crazy laugh, as if he was dreaming of paid content.

Zhao Wuchen shuddered, and goosebumps appeared on his back.

Give me back my touch, you idiot mermaid.

After staring at Qian's sleeping face for a long time and confirming that she would not wake up for a while, Zhao Wuchen took out his mobile phone and opened the Juxin software.

Why is little sister Lin Ling looking for me?

"hiss."

Looking at the 99+ unread messages, Zhao Wuchen had nothing to say.

Wuchen layman: Why are you looking for me?

Jingle Bells: Busy man, are you finally out of the copy? Angry.JPG

Wuchen Jushi: If you have something to say, please tell me

'Ding'

The moment the video call started ringing, Zhao Wuchen quickly hung up.

Qian is still resting.

Jingle Bells: 60S Voice.

Wuchen Jushi: Typing.

Jingle Bells: Damn you, okay...

Short messages pop up quickly like a violent storm.

"This hand speed is incredible."

Zhao Wuchen had reason to suspect that this little girl's fingers must have undergone special training for a long time to be able to type so fast.

Lin Ling explained her purpose of coming.

Recently, she reached level 200 and accepted the limit-breaking mission.

The mission goal is to eliminate the LV 200 Lord BOSS.

Level 200 adventurers were hard to find, so Lin Ling planned to seek help from Zhao Wuchen.

Zhao Wuchen was a little confused and typed a question.

There seems to be no LV200 BOSS in the dungeon currently released by Yanguo.

Lin Ling's answer was that she used some of her family's resources to learn about the official unpublished copy of the Yanhuang Kingdom.

In Silver City, the lowest level is 180 copies, and there must be a BOSS required by the mission.

No, Zhao Wuchen gave a decisive answer.

Just kidding?

Silver City is my master's territory.

Although the same secret realm copy is divided into two areas: true and false.

If he really went there, wouldn't it mean that the flood washed away the Dragon King Temple and his own people beat his own people?

Despite Lin Ling's repeated requests and various tempting conditions.

Zhao Wuchen still chose to refuse.

Jingle Bells: 60S Voice.

This voice must be spoken with only the silenced sound of 'beep beep'.

Zhao Wuchen understands it too well.

A grumpy little old girl.

60 seconds is not the limit for her to curse, but the limit for Juxin’s voice.

Turn off your phone, out of sight, out of mind.

Oh, little sister, you are still too young.