They are still strangers, looking at each other, and they have nothing to say.

Meng Yuanji's bandaged hands fell gently on the wall.

The cold and hard stones were like ice. This strange house finally stopped being cold and hot, which made people feel uncomfortable. He breathed a sigh of relief and asked Tang Xin: "What should I do next?"

Tang Xin looked at the jade pendant on his waist silently and asked back, "Why is this thing in your hands?"

Meng Yuanji looked down and laughed: "You brother and brother's eyes are so good." He thought for a moment, took off the jade pendant, and put it in his sleeve.

"I'm not your cousin's." Meng Yuanji bent down and carried A Miao on his back.

It happened that Ah Chu brought A Yan over and said quickly: "Little weapon spirit, can people live in this place?"

Upon hearing this, Ah Chu stopped and looked around: "What kind of living?"

Meng Yuanji glanced at him: "What do you think?"

Ah Chu's braid on his head drooped, and there was no trace of dirtyness on his white clothes. He shook his head and said, "You can live, but if you want to know whether you will die if you live here, I can't guarantee it."

Meng Yuanji frowned and looked at Tang Xin.

Tang Xin said: "Let's find a room first."

Ah Chu jumped up, fell back to the ground, looked from afar and said, "Then go there first." He had already seen the place.

but--

After Ah Chu stood still, he glared at Meng Yuanji viciously: "Mortal! Don't call me a little weapon spirit!"

He walked forward with two fat little legs, striding forward in meteors.

Meng Yuanji immediately followed and said indifferently: "Okay, okay, don't yell if you don't yell."

Ah Chu turned his head and glared at him, his eyes still like a copper bell: "Don't treat me perfunctorily!"

Meng Yuanji twitched his lips and said with a wry smile: "Sir Ansheng leads the way."

Ah Chu then turned his face back.

He walked faster and faster, as if he had something in his heart, and even his pace became irritable.

Tang Xin walked at the end and suddenly asked, "Mr. Meng, why don't you leave?"

Meng Yuanji, who turned his back to him, heard this and paused slightly, and said with a smile: "Aren't I leaving?"

Tang Xin said: "You know what I'm talking about."

Meng Yuanji looked back at him.

The expression on the boy's face was cold.

After coughing twice, Meng Yuanji said, "What about you, why haven't you left?"

Tang Xin stepped on a flower: "Where is my second sister, I will be there." He whispered, looking ahead, the endless sea of ​​flowers, making Du Lingsi look wider.

Meng Yuanji said softly, "Is that right?" and then smiled brightly, "Then I am the monster, I will be there."

Anyway, none of them want to leave alone.

The bright and warm sun makes people feel comfortable.

Meng Yuanji's throat was itchy and he coughed again.

Ah Chu, who was strode ahead, suddenly tensed his body. The cough always made him feel that Lord Wuchang is still here.

He turned his head carefully and carefully turned his head back.

Meng Yuanji asked: "What are Lord Qiling looking at?"

Ah Chu stammered: "No, nothing."

Meng Yuanji said "Oh", but Ah Chu couldn't help it and whispered: "Do you... have someone you like?"

The warm wind blew gently, Meng Yuanji's face turned red, and he shook his head and said, "Why do you ask this?"

Ah Chu did not stop, but his movements were getting stiffer and stiffer.

He pointed the back of his head at Meng Yuanji, his voice getting smaller and smaller: "Don't you? It's the kind of love that makes men and women love. Have you never liked anyone?"

The handsome boy, his face getting redder and redder, was the first time he was chased and asked about such a thing.

Young Master Meng Liu blushed in the sun.

Ah Chu said disappointedly: "Why don't you even have someone you like?"

"I think people of your age like you like to talk about love. Shouldn't you be the thing you like to do the most?"

He turned his face slightly and glanced at Meng Yuanji from the corner of his eyes.

The young man from Xiling was already blushing and looked at him and said, "You are all prejudice!"

Ah Chu lowered his eyes and sighed, "Maybe it's really prejudice. When I first met a fox, he also said that I was all prejudice."

"It seems that I am full of prejudice against people and monsters, and it is really not necessary." Ah Fu said silly, and the small blue fireball flying beside showed a shocked expression.

Ah Chui, he actually reflects on himself!

But he sighed in an old age. After sighing, he suddenly said to Tang Xin again: "Where are you? Do you have no one you like?"

Tang Xin didn't look shy at all, and her face was still fair and clean, handsome and delicate.

Ah Chu stared at him firmly.

Tang Xin said: "What you really want to know is not whether I and him have anyone they like, right?"

Ah Chu bit his finger: "I want to know why people want to talk about love..."

Lord Wuchang, why does he fall in love with someone?

Obviously, for God, that is the most meaningless thing.

Ah Chui slowly stopped.

They have already walked to the door.

Tang Xin led the way into the door first, and the sun was left behind by him.

He stood by the door, looked back at Ah Chu, and said lightly: "It's just like hating you, it's unreasonable."

Ah Chu stood on the steps and looked at him blankly: "I don't understand..."

Tang Xin turned her back and her tone was still light: "I don't understand either."

Ah Chu chased after him and wanted to ask again, but when the words came to his mouth, he didn't know how to ask. Anyway, Lord Wuchang is no longer here, even if he knows why, what's the use?

He retreated to the corridor dejectedly, and suddenly his eyes sterned.

The open space was shaking.

Manzhushahua, who was swaying and struggling, was cracking one by one.

There were suddenly a few more figures in the void.
Chapter completed!