Feeding humans, she's serious

Qi Yu decided to give up understanding the two people's ideas.

He stood under the tree, his eyes only lingered on Ning Zhi for a moment, then he quickly skipped it, "Then God of Baizhu, do you still want to look for it?"

"Look for it, why don't you look for it?" Gu Fanyin floated down from the Ningzhi tree in his arms indifferently, and said with a half-smile, "Of course I want to see the dead body."

Otherwise, if you are not careful, you will not die...

That was a bit of a hassle.

"..."

Qiyu was a little helpless, looking down at Gu Fanyin who had already written his intentions on his face, and asked with a half sigh: "What if he is not dead?"

"Pfft," Ning Zhi, who was standing on the side, covered his mouth and laughed, his eyes fell on the handsome Shangshen in front of him, and he deliberately dragged out his tone: "Why didn't he die..."

"If you're not dead, make up for it." Gu Fanyin didn't feel that what he said was inappropriate at all, but nodded lazily, "It's not a problem to make up for a few more."

Qiyu: "..."

"Excuse me for asking one more question, Bai Zhu... What did he do that was too much?"

So much so that the Heavenly Dao, who was originally full of heart and eyes towards him, wanted to kill the weeds and root them out?
"Are you concerned about him?" Ning Zhi raised his eyebrows, but his tone was not very friendly, "Or do you want to seek justice for Bai Zhu who is about to die a miserable death?"

"Ok?"

The falling breath suppressed the pain of life, Qi Yu was stunned for a while, and his face that was still gentle was a little dark, "I don't like Baizhu, but he is the god of the heavens...you can't do this in terms of emotion and reason." Hastily disappeared."

It's fine if it's unknown, but this is already a hunting order.

There should be a reason for such a killing order, both emotionally and rationally.

"It's not a question," Qi Yu straightened his expression, and his tone was serious, "It involves the death of a high god...it's just a request."

"Heh," Ning Zhi glanced at his slightly tight palms, and raised his voice, "A request?"

"What if you don't give it?"

In front of Qiyu, Ning Zhi used to be aggressive, raised his eyebrows, and said with some malicious speculation: "Go against Sanskrit's wishes, and like a savior, recycle the waste that doesn't know where it went?"

"You—" Hearing this, even Qiyu, who has always been calm and calm, lost his composure, the corners of his lips pressed down, and he looked very angry, "His Royal Highness Fanyin..."

"You don't need to say much," Gu Fanyin waved his hands, and looked at Ning Zhi helplessly, it was clear at a glance who would stand behind him.

She had no intention of controlling others, and naturally she didn't care whether the people underneath would be convinced.

As for Qi Yu who was pulled sideways on the other side... Gu Fanyin paused, and could only kindly add: "It was a wrong decision to seek justice from me from the very beginning."

She refined the way of heaven, and it was for herself from the beginning.

In order to do whatever you want, of course you must first be the number one in this world.

As for the rest...

Gu Fanyin could only tactfully give a plan: "Of course, if you are really upset, you can also try to drive me out of this position."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Qiyu's sudden change of face, he pointed at himself with a smile, and said lightly: "After all, that's what I did."

Qiyu: "..."

What was originally just a stalk in his heart completely turned into a sharp thorn piercing into his flesh. His hanging hand tightened and loosened, and finally he stood there silently.

Ning Zhi finally couldn't stand it anymore, walked forward in disgust, and exposed the concealed fact that should have been realized without hesitation: "Who do you think saved your lives?"

"If you don't have the magic weapon given by Sanskrit, just relying on a white bamboo that will only disappear on the battlefield-you can still live soberly until now?"

The answer is no.

Bai Zhu has always been the most selfish, not to mention taking the initiative to save them, when encountering such a scene... the greater probability is that he ran away with something alone.

And they, without the protection of that trace of heavenly breath, will be completely at a disadvantage from the very beginning.

When things come to this, even Qiyu herself feels it is unnecessary to continue to press for an answer.

"I understand," Qiyu's voice was a little low, and he seemed to be emotionally ups and downs. After saying this, he didn't continue to ask questions, but turned his head, looked at Gu Fanyin in relief, and saluted her respectfully.

Qi Yu sighed softly when her normally straight waist was bent, and did not shy away from her own question: "I asked too much."

"His Royal Highness Fanyin, it is really a very good way of heaven."

Gu Fanyin, who was caught off guard and issued a good person card: "..."

No, she doesn't need that kind of fame.

"Why don't you think about it again?" Gu Fanyin rubbed his eyebrows, looked at Qiyu's serious expression, and subconsciously picked up Ning Zhi next to him.

Ning Zhi couldn't help laughing, looking at Qi Yu with a bit of unfinished meaning in his eyes.

Gu Fanyin was keenly aware that before he could open his mouth, he stretched out his hand to cover the mouth that was about to make trouble.

"Forget it," she circled around Qiyu and went back, the corners of her clothes floated in a sharp arc in the air, her expression was full of recklessness and flamboyance, "You can think whatever you want."

"Remember 'to die is to see the corpse'."

But this time, Gu Fanyin received a response without hesitation.

Ning Zhi was silent the whole time he left the woods, and he followed each step, but his mind seemed to be wandering for several layers alone, and he couldn't get to the bottom of it at all.

There was a response, but in an extremely thin tone.

Gu Fanyin: "..."

Gu Fanyin chose to stop and directly pressed Ning Zhi.

"What are you thinking?"

"Huh?" Ning Zhi was a little silent, the messy thoughts in his mind suddenly stopped, and he snorted softly, the emotion in his eyes was very straightforward.

"Thinking about Sanskrit."

Ning Zhi mumbled and didn't finish his sentence, but his eyes fell on Gu Fanyin again.

Ah, that's right.

Gu Fanyin, who was pleased by Xiaoxiao, decided not to ask further questions.

Lifting Ning Zhi's waist, she happily tore open the space in front of her eyes. The movement was so fast that she also missed the sneer that flashed in Ning Zhi's eyes.

This taunt was aimed at Qi Yu.

Maybe even Qiyu himself didn't realize it, he kept saying that he wanted justice...but he never gave a rejection response from the beginning.

Killing Bai Zhu was the same, and so was his subsequent performance.

What a disgusting expression...

Thinking of this, Ning Zhi unconsciously looked at Gu Fanyin's side face with his deep and oppressive eyes. After a while, he lowered his eyes and stretched out his hand to grab Gu Fanyin's sleeve that floated in front of his eyes.

"Sanskrit," he shook slightly, and under the latter's suspicious gaze, the corners of his lips curled up, and he said, "I want to rest."

Gu Fanyin: "?"

She pulled Ning Zhi to sit down on the couch, turned her head to look at Ning Zhi who looked like a wilting cabbage, and was a little strange: "But you just woke up?"

"I think……"

"boom--"

Before he could finish speaking, the closed door not far away was pushed precariously.

Ning Zhi: "..."

He turned his head stiffly, and in an instant, the corners of his raised lips were flattened.

But at this time, at the point where her eyes fell, Gu Liu who hurried over supported the door frame, as if she wanted to say something, but before she had time to speak, the door in front of her fell down with a crash.

With a bang, the cracks were extremely neat.