Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 746 The final chapter of the return of the gods 35
He took her along, firstly because he was not sure whether Shen Luan had any relationship with "her", 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 restrain He Qingsui, the deal is not a loss no matter what.

"That hurts."

Feng Zui spoke without sympathy.

Quan Jiu didn't expect this stinky monk to be sympathetic to the fragrance, and continued to walk in the desert at depths and shallows. Sand got into her shoes, so she simply kicked off her shoes and walked barefoot.

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

She vaguely heard that the elves can't hide from the world, and their nests are set up in the westernmost part. If they want to enter the elves, they must walk through the desert from the west of the Sky Continent. Any teleportation array will not work in the desert.

Fengzui: "Yes."

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

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

"Oh."

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

"Stinky monk, I'm so thirsty."

Feng Zui: "Hold it."

Quan Jiu: "I can't bear it."

Feng Zui's eyebrows twitched, and without looking back, he threw a kettle to her, but Quan didn't pick it up, and the kettle fell into the yellow sand, creating a big hole.

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

Feng Zui: "Then don't drink."

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

Fengzui: "..."

Quan Jiu is still wearing the red silver butterfly dress from yesterday, the expensive fabric is now covered with sand, because the climate is too dry, her red lips are peeling off badly:
"You kill me, I'm not leaving."

"stand up."

He tugged on the rope, trying to pull the man sitting on the ground up.

Quan Jiu closed his eyes and acted badly, with an expression of indifference, and said the same words:
"just kill me."

Feng Zui pursed his thin lips tightly, showing anger, and finally realized how troublesome and delicate the woman in front of him was.

A quarter of an hour later.

Quan Jiu sat on the camel smoothly, with water stains still on the corner of his mouth, Feng Zui tightened the lid of the kettle expressionlessly, stepped on the back of the saddle with both feet, turned over and sat behind her.

When it was light, the two saw a thatched shed at the exit of the desert. There was a white flag hanging at the door, and the word "tea" was written in Chinese ink.

Early in the morning, there were no other customers in this deserted tea shop. The boss was sleepy, and when he saw a customer coming, Ma Liu came out from the front desk.

"Guest, what do you want to eat?"

The rope on Quan Jiu's hands was not untied, so as soon as the tea owner approached, he could see Quan Jiu's bound hands.

He is just an ordinary person, when he saw this scene, he looked at Feng Zui with vigilance and fear, thinking that he was a villain who trafficked people.

Feng Zui sat down at the table: "Steam buns, buttered tea."

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

Perhaps her tone was too normal, and she was not cautious like a trafficked person at all. The boss was stunned for a second before reacting:
"There is beef with wine."

"Have a plate."

"Guest officer, please wait a moment."

When he brought the plate to the table again, Quan Jiu was playing with a chopstick in his hand, Feng Zui didn't care about her, no matter how you 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 the relationship between the two, and he was very courageous, looking at Feng Zui with complicated eyes.

"Little Master, no matter how much trouble a husband and wife quarrels with each other, there should be a sense of proportion. What kind of words do you want to tie up the little lady all the way?"

The woman who was tied up like this was not angry, he reckoned that this was a conflicting couple.

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

The boss saw that Feng Zui's face didn't change, and thought he had listened to his own words, and continued to persuade:
"Fighting at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed, just arguing for a few words, but if you really do it, it's a man's fault. The little lady is very watery, but she can't stand this kind of trouble."

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

The boss met his cold eyes and was a little scared, but Quan Jiu spoke at this moment.

"I'm used to it. That's his temper."

Spare no effort in the dark.

Feng Zui glanced at her lightly.

"got used to?"

The boss stared at Feng Zui in surprise, he looked like a dog, he didn't expect him to be a bastard who often abused himself, he took a sympathetic look at Quan Jiu, and understood:
"No wonder you want to run..."

Quan Jiu opened the corner of his mouth and smiled.

"A sin."

The boss felt that she was "forced to smile", sighed, and silently filled up the original half plate of beef.

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

Feng Zui: "Enough acting?"

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

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

Quanjiu crossed the desert, there was a hole in front of him, the stream jingled, and as far as the eye could see, there were green trees and lawns several people tall.

"It seems that the elves are in front of us."

She wasn't sure what Fengzui was going to do next.

Sneaking in to dig a grave in the middle of the night?
"Isn't she human? Why was she buried in the elves?"

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

Not only the elves, but many small races have made friends with her.

Quan Jiu observed his expression: "If she really died, what would you do?"

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

Just when Quan Jiu thought he would not answer, the man said:

"Then find her again."

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

"Find it out 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, and 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 not to be able to get rid of him.

Quan Jiu was horrified and his neck felt cold: "You hate her that much?"

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

He hated her for saving him, why she abandoned him halfway, hated her for saying nothing, hated her for giving him hope, and then pushed him into despair with her own hands.

Quan Jiu touched the tip of his nose, then she should stop "cheating the corpse".

She thought that Feng Zui would keep a low profile and sneak into the elves at night, but she didn't expect that under the blue sky and daylight, the man swaggered into the elves.

When encountering guards blocking the way, without raising his head, he waved his sleeves and sent a dozen 1.8-meter-[-]-foot men flying.

Quan Jiu: "..."

Although violent, he is also really handsome.

(End of this chapter)