At this moment I revive the Chinese gods

After finishing speaking, Qing'er realized that he should not cry to the guests, wiped away his tears quickly, and said: "It was just Qing'er's nonsense just now, please don't tell the server, Brother Huang, otherwise Qing'er will It’s really beyond redemption!”

Seeing that Zhao Feiyu didn't speak, Qing'er thought that she was not sincere enough, so she gritted her teeth and took off her thin coat, revealing her fair and delicate body.

Then he reached out to take off Zhao Feiyu's clothes.

The moment his finger was about to touch Zhao Feiyu, he suddenly got up.

Looking down at her: "Don't worry, I'm not that boring, I just pretend I didn't hear what you said today!"

Seeing that he avoided him, Qing'er was already heartbroken, but when she heard this, she was overjoyed immediately, and was about to get up and continue to wait for Zhao Feiyu to rest.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Feiyu directly tore a strand of the cloth screen on the bed, tied a simple knot and hung it on both sides of the house, forming a simple sling.

And he lay directly on the sling, with his eyes firmly closed.

"It's late at night, go to sleep!"

After that, no more words.

Qing'er stayed where she was in a daze, and seemed to be a little unresponsive.

After a long time, two clear tears flowed from the eye sockets, and the dark and lifeless eyes once again burst into light, like the dawn piercing the darkness, so faint but so bright that people couldn't look directly at it.

The room fell into silence, but neither of them actually fell asleep.

Qing'er's heart was in a mess at the moment, and she didn't even have the slightest intention to sleep.

And Zhao Feiyu had mixed feelings in his heart.

What Qing'er said just now touched him a lot.

In life, some people are sensual and obsessed with drunkenness and gold, while some people even try their best to survive.

People in the world often say that my fate is up to me, but in fact, those who can shout this sentence are either peerless geniuses with extraordinary talents, or descendants of wealthy families with deep family backgrounds.

And everyone's luck is against the sky, as if the luck of the whole world has been poured on him.

This is why there are such passionate stories that people like to talk about.

However, this kind of story always exists only in fairy tales.

The real bottom is people like Qing'er.

They are like ants, not even as good as ants, because ants can still live, age, sick and die naturally, and live their lives without worry.

And they can't.

At the moment of birth, the countdown to death has been marked on the top of these people's heads.

They were unable to resist, and were even deprived of the right to shout.

Zhao Feiyu knew that Qing'er hadn't finished the last sentence before:

"Or, this is the world!"

Zhao Feiyu looked at his palm, and his gaze became sharp: "This is the world, only if you are strong enough can you change the world you live in!"

This is what he has always followed.

As for Qing'er's matter, although he has a lot of feelings for this poor girl, he doesn't want to worry too much about it.

There are more than billions of miserable people in this world, how many can he manage?

Even if Qing'er can be saved, it will only make another Qing'er appear in this world!

No sleep for one night.

It was already morning, but the light of dawn did not fall into the room as promised.

The clouds outside the window are oppressive, like an upside-down mountain rolling down towards the sea, so heavy that it is hard to breathe.

The footsteps outside the door were dense and chaotic, from the rustling at the beginning to the unscrupulous one at the end.

The sound of shouting and killing, wild laughter, the sound of weapons colliding and breaking, and the heart-piercing cries of women almost filled the entire giant ship.

Blood even seeped in from the crack in the door.

Qing'er was trembling all over and hid in the corner behind Zhao Feiyu, with a panicked expression, but she didn't wake up Zhao Feiyu because of fear.

Because she couldn't bear to disturb this person's sleep.

She even thought that even if she died, if she could get him a moment of leisure, she would die without regret.

Outside.

Blood has spread all over the corridor, and the broken limbs and arms are splashed everywhere, which looks like hell on earth.

Because the rooms on the Dragon King are divided into four levels: A, B, C, and D, the quality and status are arranged from top to bottom, and each level is divided into three stages: upper, middle, and lower.

Therefore, District B can be regarded as a high-level area, unlike District A where everyone is full of powerful monsters, so the number of people gathered here is actually the largest!

Layers of figures swayed in the long and narrow corridor, and the sound of blood shouting made Qing'er in the room tremble with fright, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

Because she knew that if those red-eyed guys outside knew that there was still someone in the room, they would rush in desperately.

At that time, the lives of both of them will have to be confessed here.

But hiding was useless after all, the people outside accidentally touched the door.

The door without a lock suddenly opened a gap, and the man saw Qing'er and Zhao Feiyu in the room at a glance through the gap.

He immediately showed a bloody smile, and said loudly: "There is someone in the second room, she is still a delicate little girl, hehe, the taste must be very good!"

He stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips. Today he has eaten a lot of women, all of them are as beautiful as flowers, and the charming texture makes him intoxicated.

And seeing that the quality of this Qing'er is even far superior to those women, how could he let it go, he was ready to open the door and come in immediately.

Qing'er was so frightened that her whole body couldn't stop trembling, but she glanced at the sleeping man, as if she had made up her mind, she got up abruptly, taking advantage of the moment when the pervert had just entered before she had time to see her surroundings clearly.

He took a shovel and slapped her face directly.

This Daluo Jinxian cultivator was actually photographed without paying attention.

Everyone couldn't help but froze in place when they saw this scene.

Even the two who were fighting hard just now watched this scene with wide eyes.

A big Luo Jinxian was kicked out of the door by a girl who was powerless, and this girl seemed to be a full-time secretary.

This is equivalent to playing a game, and as a result, the npc KOs the character.

The monk who was knocked down naturally did not suffer any substantial damage, but the insult in the shovel made him furious:

"Bitch, how dare you hit me. I originally wanted to play with you before eating, but now I have changed my mind. I want you to see your body being crushed by me bite by bite!"

Then he got up and walked towards the door.

Qing'er had never seen such a battle before, so she quickly closed the door, moved a table and put it against the door.

But how could this stop a furious Daluo Jinxian?

However, he did not directly blast Qing'er into pieces with destructive force.

Instead, he lightly exerted a force on the door like a playful one, then withdrew the force when the girl was about to be unable to resist, and then continued to push.