Chapter 388 Strategist.

Guidie's hands are small and cold.

It seems that this autumn has been very bad to her, and the blue blood vessels are a little obvious when those small hands like white jade are forced through.

There is still a white bandage on her hand that has not been removed all year round.

What this means, Fu Tian Mo doesn't know.

But that quiet side face seems to be similar to the girl just now, no wonder the girl who claims to be Sui Yu Qingling treats her so rudely, after all, a stranger looks a bit like you , still, some care.

Even if it is likely to be that woman's daughter.

This is still, it's hard to be a ghost butterfly.

There was a hint of distress in Fu Tianmo's beautiful amber color.

"Fu Tian Mo, what do you think of Qian Yu?"

Gui Die suddenly stopped in her tracks, turned her back to Fu Tian Mo, and said softly.

"What do you think?" Fu Tian Mo grabbed Gui Die's hand that was about to let go, not letting it escape, and asked seriously.

"It's nothing more than gentleness. Generosity, understanding of the general situation, politeness, beauty, and kindness."

Gui Die uttered a series of compliments that made people overwhelmed. Her flat tone made people wonder how she was feeling at the moment, and her back turned made people wonder what her expression was like at the moment.

"Ghost butterfly."

Fu Tianmo's words interrupted Gui Die's continued praise, and the deep male voice yelled out the word Gui Die, which was particularly pleasant and meaningful.

"?"

Gui Die pulled a trace of unknown emotion at the corner of his mouth, as if he had some doubts.

"Why mention her at this time. She has nothing to do with us."

Fu Tianmo grabbed Gui Die's shoulders, turned her around forcibly, and saw some unreal emotions in Gui Die's eyes.

"..."

Guidie felt inexplicably sorry when she thought of Binghe Qianyu boldly telling herself her unabashed love for Futianmo a few days ago.

"She's so close to me. That's just a means to protect her family. Ghost butterfly. You should know. Binghe Qianyu, she is not what you imagined."

Fu Tian disapprovingly broke into a wry smile, and gently tucked back the slightly curly hair around Gui Die's ears.

"You mean, she has another side?"

Gui Die didn't reject Fu Tianmo's move, but his ears felt slightly warm.

In modern times, I have heard the saying that there are two sides of people, and I have done in-depth research for a period of time.

Of course, she absolutely did not think that Fu Tianmo would lie to herself.

"Which one of the saints of the holy spirit clan is not the deepest strategist in the nine heavens." Fu Tianmo seemed a little happy to see that Gui Die believed him very much.

This stupid woman is finally willing to believe in herself.

"A strategist?"

Guidie remembered that her mother didn't tell her too much about the Holy Spirit Race, at best she told herself some weaknesses and strengths of the Creator, nothing else.

"That's right. As long as they are born in the Holy Spirit family, they will have an extraordinary ability to conceive. They can calculate every possibility and every strategy, and they have no normal feelings."

Fu Tianmo looked far into the distance, his serious look made people think that he was definitely not joking.

"...Is that a machine-like existence?" Gui Die asked back.

"Almost. And. Their blood is not inherited by the human race." The solemnity in Mo Tianmo's amber became more profound.

(End of this chapter)

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