Luo Feiyu gasped, grinding his teeth while fiercely punching Wuhua's left chest with his fist: "If you don't bother me for a day, will I die or something?"

"Click", the other end of the love lock was locked by Wuhua on his own wrist.

He stared at Luo Feiyu and smiled: "This time, you can't run away again."

The two of them were handcuffed together, and wherever Luo Feiyu went from now on, he would be there. No matter who Luo Feiyu was, he would never give this person a chance to escape in front of him again.

He could never escape again.

【Ding! Lord——】

Wait a minute! Luo Feiyu shouted in his heart, and interrupted immediately before the system finished speaking, saying: "Of course, the main quest and the debuff on me conflict, right?"

If the special boss sees through it, he will immediately be disconnected, but Wuhua is both a special boss and a target that can be conquered. Now that I am bound to him as a teammate, he is no longer a boss, right?

The system was a little confused by what he asked, [That's how it is, the knight's main mission has the highest priority, and the system will not hinder the knight from completing the task.]

Luo Feiyu breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the system's prompt tone just now was not intended to give him a violent death verdict.

It's okay. What did you want to say just now? You can continue.

The system then continued: [The progress of the main mission has been updated: You are currently bound to your teammate [Wuhua], your sect: Shaolin, and the attribute matching is 95%. Please keep up your efforts, knights, and survive to the final safe zone with your teammates!]

[Current cumulative total survival time progress: 62996/265000 (hours).]

Luo Feiyu walked in front of the gate of hell. At this time, he was sure that he had successfully survived. Even though he was restrained by Wuhua, his mood was rare and relaxed.

He knew that at least he was safe tonight. Although Wuhua's behavior was extreme, he would lock himself with him, which fully demonstrated that he had a place in his heart.

This smelly monk is basically a arrogant person who wants to save face. Because when they first met, he thought Luo Feiyu was a noob compared to him, so he treated him with disdain and regarded him as a restless chess piece. Unexpectedly, he was really ignored later.

Luo Feiyu's tricks piqued his interest and stirred his heartstrings. The aloof master couldn't help but use ruthlessness to cover up his true thoughts, so as not to become the embarrassing one.

Luo Feiyu is too promiscuous, has too many tricks, always takes things by surprise, and is as proud as a flower. How can he give others the slightest chance to tease and reject him?

The person who speaks out first is destined to lose, so even if he is tempted, he refuses to tell him.

The night wind blew by, and although neither of them said a word at this moment, they reached a certain tacit understanding.

So Luo Feiyu decided not to commit suicide and stab this bald donkey for the time being, since this man didn't risk his life tonight and was still bound to him.

His legs bent softly and he lay down as if he were boneless. Wuhua actually didn't dislike him, so he sat down and held him in his arms.

"...Does it hurt?" the monk suddenly asked.

Luo Feiyu closed his eyes and groaned: "You fucking try to stab yourself?"

Seeing that he still had the energy to talk back, Wuhua curled up his lips first, then sighed softly, and took out a rolled bandage from his body - this thing was obviously another item he had taken from Wan Zhanqiu's grave bag earlier.

He bandaged Luo Feiyu's wound with extremely gentle movements, meticulous and conscientious, as if he was focusing on a fragile treasure.

Luo Feiyu stared at the rising blood bar in the system status bar, which was unusually well-behaved.

After Wuhua finished all this, he lowered his head and took a deep breath very close to him, but said nothing. There was a look in his eyes that Luo Feiyu had never seen before and could not decipher.

Luo Feiyu would not know Wuhua's mood at this moment.

This time, the body in his arms was no longer cold, and he truly felt Luo Feiyu alive beside him. The pulse beating from the other end of the love lock made him realize that this kind of thing was not an illusion.

He once thought he had woken up from his dream, and thought that he would eventually come back from the abyss with a desire for revenge, but...

The human heart is such an interesting and unpredictable thing.

It's just that this look only stayed on Wuhua's face for a short moment. He quickly hid his emotions and smiled lightly, looking like a handsome and handsome monk again.

"Tell me your story," he said.

Luo Feiyu felt that it was quite comfortable to lean on this person, so he did not sit up, but lay lazily and said: "I really don't know where to start at the moment, why don't you ask me?"

Wuhua then asked: "What on earth was that sound just now?"

Luo Feiyu thought for a while and found a more understandable expression: "A god who can control life and death."

"..."

Wuhua frowned, "Who are you?"

Luo Feiyu answered smoothly: "A lonely ghost."

“What’s going on when you keep coming back from the dead?”

Luo Feiyu said: "This... ghosts also have their own rules. We can't let anyone see the flaws in our ability to borrow corpses to bring back souls. Once it is revealed that we are not the original owners and heard by gods with powerful supernatural powers, we can no longer borrow this body."

Survived."

Wuhua actually accepted his words well. He remembered that Luo Feiyu had been called by his name twice before his death, and finally realized the problem: "...I see. But now you...?"

Luo Feiyu's mind moved, and he dug a hole and said: "I formed a team with you just now, just to tell the gods that I want to do good deeds and accumulate virtue, and to make you, a black-hearted monk, change his evil ways. Once the gods see that I am not trying to cause trouble in the world, they can turn a blind eye appropriately.

Close one eye."

Wuhua: "...ha." This reason sounds really unreasonable.

He narrowed his eyes dangerously and said in a cold voice: "You are entangled with me just because you want to do good deeds and accumulate more virtues to survive?"

Luo Feiyu had long been trained by him to have top-notch sensitive reflex nerves. He would jump into any pit. He didn't even frown. He sat up carelessly, put his arms around Wuhua's neck and said half teasingly and half sincerely:

"Of course not! The young monk is so talented and beautiful that he made me fascinated. I have fallen in love with you and want to sleep with you! As for whether you stay in the dark or change your mind and help me accumulate virtue, it doesn't affect my desire to sleep with you!"

Wuhua laughed softly. Luo Feiyu's words were so explicit and straightforward that he was shameless. But after hearing his style of language, Wuhua found it quite pleasant.

There are as many lies in Luo Feiyu's mouth as there are stars in the sky. Listen to his words and don't believe them all. Wuhua can make his own judgment.

He suddenly straightened up and frowned: "If I don't repent, what will happen to you?"

Luo Feiyu raised his eyebrows angrily and asked, "I haven't even started asking you to be a good person, and you're already thinking about not repenting?"

Wuhua slowly shook his head: "No, whether I want to put down the butcher knife is another matter. But if it is true as you said, I am afraid that before that, I must kill someone first."

Luo Feiyu suddenly raised his head: "Who are you going to kill?"

Wuhua said: "Chu Liuxiang."

Luo Feiyu was extremely surprised: "Didn't you guys drink together as gay friends a few days ago? Why do you just change it?"

Wuhua glanced at him: "I didn't know your secret at the time, so I deliberately said something I shouldn't have said in front of him...I'm afraid he has already guessed who you are, and he needs to take advantage of you before he touches you.

"

Luo Feiyu suddenly felt funny. Wuhua was scary when he was smart, but he was still so cute when he was deceived. He wanted to kill Chu Liuxiang because he was worried that Chu Liuxiang would reveal his identity and expose himself to violence.

shoot.

Luo Feiyu's smile became even brighter, and he took the initiative to come closer and slap Wuhua on the face, "Hey, young monk, don't worry. For people like Brother Chu who are blessed with great luck, it won't be a problem if they know it."

Wuhua turned over and pressed him on the board of the boat, snorting coldly: "No wonder you were eager to hook up with Chu Liuxiang."

Luo Feiyu's smile did not change, and he winked at Wuhua seductively and said: "Tonight, your boat is very well prepared. There is water all around, and it is so far away from the shore. Even if there is any movement, it will not be able to attract any attention.

Pay attention on the shore, there are bright moons and lamps dotting the surroundings, this beautiful scenery..."

Wuhua lowered his head and looked deeply: "If it wasn't to get rid of your four difficult guards, why would I fight for the land on the water with the wealthy families in Songjiang Prefecture? On Mid-Autumn Night, some of the beautiful lakes were occupied by rich people.

The boat was booked, so it took me a lot of effort to find this place."

Luo Feiyu was confused: "What kind of guard?"

Wuhua reached for his belt and paused, "Don't you recognize those four from Feiyu Castle?"

Luo Feiyu was confused.

Wu Hua suddenly realized that something was wrong. He had heard clearly before that Zhu Ting had clearly said that he wanted Luo Feiyu to have enough food and clothing for the rest of his life. He thought that Zhu Ting and the Yu brothers were all Luo Feiyu's old acquaintances.

From this point of view, the matter may not be as simple as Luo Feiyu said. Is he deliberately pretending to be stupid and concealing it, or is he really unaware?

Luo Feiyu didn't know what he was thinking, he couldn't wait to have a wild fight on the boat, and curled his lips slightly unhappy: "This lock is in the way, don't be awkward, we are teammates, you can always do it"

You saw my position, I won’t run even without it, how about you open it?"

Wu Hua smiled half-heartedly: "Dreaming."

"..." Fuck, this is his true thoughts, not an ulterior motive for running away!

The water surface rippled in circles with the movement of the boat. Wuhua's hand went up Luo Feiyu's waist, lifted Sister Beggar's clothes, and then suddenly stopped somewhere.

"..."

He stared at Luo Feiyu's two fake breasts and pinched them out of curiosity.

"Wow!" The pig's belly spit out a stream of milky white liquid and sprayed it all over Wuhua.

Luo Feiyu: "..." Wucao!

Wuhua's smile gradually disappeared.

He pinched the pig's belly a few more times, squeezing and spitting out milk, and then squeezing and spitting out milk, until the pig's belly was completely squeezed out and deflated on one side.

"..."

"..."

"...Monk, are you three years old this year?" Luo Feiyu's face was expressionless.
Chapter completed!