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Chapter 163 Is Young Master Qi Won't Come Back?

Seeing that he had turned into a little residual blood, and thinking that he could not die at this stage, Zhuge Xian quickly controlled Zhuge Banxian and prepared to slip away.

"Follow me." Just when she didn't know where to escape, a voice as gentle as jade sounded.

Zhuge Banxian looked and saw Qi Jieyu approaching him at some point. Behind him, there was a child dressed like a book boy pushing his wheelchair, staring at him curiously with big eyes.

Thinking that Qi Jieyu is also a good person in this setting, and now he took the initiative to come to him, it should be a task reminder, so Zhuge Xian clicked Follow and followed him.

"Xiong Er, take Master Zhuge and go quickly." Zhuge Xian clicked to follow, and Qi Jieyu turned around and said to the little bookboy behind him.

"But... Mr. Qi, aren't you with us?" The little book boy blinked, full of doubts.

"I'll come to chase you soon, you take Mr. Zhuge away to meet Xiong Da." Qi Jieyu smiled warmly, patted the little bookboy's head, and said with a faint smile.

"Okay, then son, you must come quickly, my brother and I will wait for you!" Little Shu Tong Xiong Er obediently agreed, bowed to Zhuge Banxian, and helped him to leave.

Zhuge Xian looked at the figure of Qi Jie in the computer, and already had the answer to his fate later in his heart.

According to the setting of a certain pit moon, it is estimated that he is dead.

After all, as a supporting role, this guy's good looks completely jeopardized Hangyue's looks, and Hangyue would make him still alive?

Thinking about it, Zhuge Xian ordered to follow Xiong Er, and quickly slipped away. As for the life and death of a game npc, what does it matter to him?

Anyway, he couldn't die, if he was going to die, this game would probably be wasted.

The little book boy led Zhuge Banxian not knowing how to go, and not long after, he left the crowd, and Zhuge Xian was also on the way, giving Zhuge Banxian the blood-enriching pill along the way. At this time, Zhuge Banxian's blood volume also recovered to full of blood.

Suddenly, the little book boy stopped on a path, turned his head and looked up at Zhuge Banxian.The one who spoke was actually a Zhengtai voice, with a crying voice: "Brother Zhuge, son...is it possible that son will never come back again?"

Zhuge Xian: ...

Fuck!What's the situation?Isn't it time to escape?What is this bear two doing?

"Young Master...Young Master will definitely not come back, there, there are so many bad guys there... Woooo..."

"And Grandpa, Grandma Hua, Uncle Niu, they...will they all die?"

"Second Uncle...Second Uncle was the best to Xiong Er before, but...but why, this time he wants to kill Young Master? Young Master...Young Master is so woo...so nice..."

"Wuwuwu...Zhu...Brother Zhuge, let's go...Xiong Er knows that the son is deliberately sending me and brother...brother away, I can't let the son...down, brother Zhuge, don't worry, Xiong Er I will protect you and send you out of Black Wind Stronghold safely!"

Zhuge Xian said that he didn't say a word, but this Xiong Er had already talked and finished talking by himself.

Xiong Er raised his hand and wiped away the tears on his face indiscriminately, his big eyes were swollen into walnuts from crying, his heart is probably broken at this moment.

But he still pretended to be strong like a little adult, patted his small chest and said, "Brother Zhuge, my brother will meet us in front, I will take you there..."

"Fuck! Why are you still crying, Banxian? By the way, where is your character? You have to save your life! As long as you are still alive, then we have nothing to fear!" Zhan Tang was typing on the keyboard bitterly fighting.

Who knew that when he turned his head, he wanted to remind Zhuge Xian to take care of his own life, but he didn't know that when he saw Zhuge Xian crying lasagna tears at the computer, he was so frightened that he had a bad heart.

Just now, after the leader of the man in black beat Zhuge Banxian into blood with one palm, he hit the wedding bed, smashing the wedding bed into sawdust with one palm.

(End of this chapter)