Crafty Dao Demon God

"Five, four, three, two, one." Luo Zhizhou tapped his fingers on the tabletop, counting the countdown in his mouth.

Sure enough, just after finishing the last number, Gong Bogui shook his head and fell on Xiao Qingwu.

"I now suspect that he is not drunk at all." Luo Zhizhou smiled and stood up, helping Xiao Qingwu to help Gong Bogui back together.

Xiao Qingwu gave Luo Zhizhou a blushing face, and said: "It's all you, I have to let him drink."

"It was me who made him drink, take it back He is the one who is highly alcoholic!" Luo Zhizhou immediately defended, "Besides, if it weren't for this opportunity, how can we see Gong Bogui being drunk?"

This is true. of.

Most of the time, Gong Bogui is a bit cold in the eyes of others.

In the eyes of those who are a little familiar with him, Gong Bogui is relatively calm and mature.

No matter how you think, it doesn't match the flushed face of drunkenness.

"That's true," Xiao Qingwu agreed, while speaking, she took out the key in Gong Bogui's pocket and opened the door, "It looks very thin, why is it so heavy? I reacted quickly just now, I'm afraid I will fall together."

"He was so desperate in the training ground, it was not for nothing!" Luo Zhizhou helped Gong Bogui onto the bed and said to Xiao Qingwu "You go and rest, I'll take care of Bogui."

"I'll do it," Xiao Qingwu shook his head, "You are a rough man, how can you take care of others? Besides, Aunt is still at home alone. Well, she can celebrate her birthday today."

Hearing this, Luo Zhizhou no longer insisted, "Okay, I'll go back first. If anything happens, just call me."

"Got it."

Xiao Qingwu smiled and sent Luo Zhizhou away, while she went to the bathroom to get a wet towel to wipe Gong Bogui's face.

Only at this time, she doesn't need to think of her hatred, she doesn't need to worry about her body, and she doesn't need to think about Situ love with a clear purpose.

"It would be great if time can stay in this brief moment." She whispered softly.

……

"Wu Wei."

"Wu Wei."

"Wu Wei."

Gong Bogui in his sleep suddenly heard this familiar name.

However, Gong Bogui felt strange to the voice calling him.

He tried to lift his heavy eyelids to see who was calling him.

"Wu Wei." The voice sounded again, and Gong Bogui finally opened his eyes at this moment.

However, there is nothing in front of me, only a white mist.

"Who are you?" Gong Bogui watched all around warily.

"I am you." The voice spoke slowly.

Gong Bogui gave a squeak in his heart, his madness deepened?

It seemed to have heard the words in his heart, the voice was coldly snorted, "At this time, do you think you are on the verge of going mad?

That's not the case with lunatics, Wu Wei."

"Do you know what I'm thinking?" Gong Bogui asked with an eyebrow.

"You know, I know, but I know. You don't know all."

"Are you Baili Xing?" Gong Bogui tentatively asked.

"He is dead." The voice coldly said: "I am Huazhonglou."

Flower! weight! floor!

Speaking of these three words, it seemed as if a hammer was hit in Gong Bogui's heart.

I still think the impact is not general enough, the voice continued: "And you are just a ray of consciousness that separated after I was injured."

"Impossible!" Gong Bogui subconsciously refute.

He has indeed lived in his own world for more than 20 years, and he has indeed passed through Celestial Continent.

He is a living person, how could it be just a ray of consciousness!

"Otherwise, why do you think Xiao Qingge and Zhang Huanian help you?

Why do you think Situ Qing condescended to be your teacher?

Wu Wei, You should recognize the reality."

Ai Qing is Situ Qing?

Gong Bogui was stunned for a while.

However, Gong Bogui himself knew that Xiao Qingge and Zhang Huanian really cared more than they should.

This reality was made clear by the ruthless voice who claimed to be Hua Zhonglou, and Gong Bogui fell silent.

"What is the use of you telling me this?" Gong Bogui laughed self-deprecatingly, "I think I have used your identity, but you are dead after all."

"Who said I was dead?" Hua Zhonglou said: "I was just asleep before, but from now on, I will gradually recover."

Gong Bogui shrugged, "You will recover when you recover. Tell me this, is it unnecessary?"

"I never do unnecessary things. During this time when you are in charge of my body, Wu Wei, you'd better be careful.

The person I love is Situ Qing, you make her sad, and it will be hard for everyone to do it in the future."

"Heh!"

If you are indeed now Schizophrenia, Gong Bogui really laughed at himself!

"Even if you are really Hua Zhonglou, what you said has nothing to do with me. You can't decide who I like!"

Gong Bogui tone barely fell, a man's silhouette suddenly appeared in the vast fog, his face was like a carved face, his eyes were cold and merciless, and he was rumored to be a fairy.

It's just that there seems to be an invisible barrier in front of him, which prevents Hua Zhonglou from showing more figure, let alone walking in front of Gong Bogui.

"Okay." Hua Zhonglou's tone became more and more indifferent, "You can ignore what I said today. But when I regain control of this body, what will happen to those you cared about? Injury is not your decision."

"You..." Gong Bogui was about to speak, his eyes were dark, and when he looked again, he found that he was lying on the bed in his room.

His heartbeat is fast, and his anger has not dissipated yet.

However, after thinking about it carefully, the dream-like conversation just seemed to happen in my mind.

Hua Chonglou, is he really not dead?

What happened that year?

Who am I, anyway?

A series of question marks popped up in Gong Bogui's mind instantly, making him feel like he had a splitting headache.

He suddenly sat up from the bed, and was about to get out of bed to drink some water, when he found Xiao Qingwu sleeping on the edge of the bed.

Gong Bogui's hand moved, and then immediately dropped.

To be honest, he doesn't know what to do now.

Sighed, Gong Bogui, who was worried about Xiao Qingwu's cold, still covered her with a quilt, and walked out lightly.

In the black market, you can hardly buy news about Huanian. It seems that when you have the opportunity, you still have to explore Zhang Huanian's tone.

——

2nd day, when Xiao Qingwu woke up, Gong Bogui had already cooked breakfast.

"After dinner, you go back and pack your things. Assemble at school this morning. Ai Qing will take us to an ancient tomb for internship exploration."

"When will she tell Yours?" Xiao Qingwu asked in surprise.

"I met her when I went out to fetch milk in the morning."

Hmph~Xiao Qingwu snorted. After a simple wash, he quickly ate a meal. Accompanied to go home together.