He kept packing everything and helped Zhang pack up the items and took them with him. After Ali carried the shy flower whose injuries had not yet healed, Long Aotian's face was still thrusting like a donkey.

Is there a squinting eye disease?

I'll give you another chance to reorganize your language, do you still dare to speak?

After he said this just now, Qi Lu's expression suddenly...how to say it, it's like watching a cerebral palsy...

Yes, that's right!

It's just a look of inner sympathy and wanting to lend a helping hand...

Then he asked him with concern: "Are you sick?"

Qi Lu was also confused! This was the first time he had heard someone make such a request in the past two lives.

What's there to be something I dare not say? I'm also reorganizing the language... Isn't it clear enough what I said before?

I'm worried about you, stinky brother!

Long Aotian was speechless. Although he kept saying that he disliked Ji Wuli, he actually respected the choices he made in his heart.

Since Ji Wuli praised Qi Lu, it means that this annoying guy must have outstanding features.

It doesn't matter if you talk a little bit, it's not harmful to say a few words to each other. After all, he has this kind of personality.

If you use your strength to defeat others just for a few words, it would be too disrespectful to Ji Wuli, and it would also give people a feeling that you can't afford to play with it.

I, Long Aotian, can't afford to play? Isn't this a joke?!

At most, he was a little bit awkward, but his mind was not paralyzed...

Therefore, he knew that Qi Lu was pretending to be stupid, but he had no choice but to deal with the other party...

"I'm still angry? I said, can you, a big man, be more generous?"

The old god Qi Lu persuaded: "Like me, when did you get angry about some trivial matters? Young man, you must be more open-minded and look at it long-term. There is not only embarrassing misfortune in this world, but also poetry and distant places..."

"you……"

Long Aotian stared at Qi Lu in a daze, murmured: "Damn! Damn..."

"I know, why Ji Wuli admires you so much..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly punched Ali's head beside him and said indignantly: "Your broken mouth is better than me! Ji Wulite's mother... No, his mother is my aunt... He is so idiot who likes to be friends with chatterboxes!"

Ali lowered his head, and pushed him hard with the horn in the middle, directly pushing him out!

He was panting heavily. After Long Aotian nodded and walked back, he immediately exhaled a fragrant smell: "If you hammer me again, I will put you on the corner and hang it up!"

"See what's the rush you are! I didn't stop my love..."

Didn't stop? Is this human word? You have the ability to hammer yourself!

Ali really wants to make him feel depressed!

Is this human words?!

"Get out!"

"Okay!"

Qi Lu was stunned. This was the first time he saw a monster who could talk. Apart from being a little ugly, he didn't expect that his personality was quite irritable.

Ali quit the group chatting cursingly...

"I didn't expect that you are the ones who are still royal relatives?"

Turning to look at Long Aotian, Qi Lu sincerely exclaimed.

Long Aotian breathed and almost breathed. What does it mean to be 'I am like this'? What's wrong with me like this? With my temperament, if I don't speak, I wonder how many big girls and wives can be despised! Who do you look down on?

Qi Lu: That's the point you have.

The two of them fought each other, and neither of them obeyed each other. While the rest of them sighed secretly, they couldn't help but laugh and cry.

It's like two children who haven't grown up.

Just walking along the way, gradually, it turned out to be a feeling of mutual appreciation. This is also an alternative... strange friendship between men, right?

Qi Zhengde was injured and unconscious, and the entire Qi Mansion was in chaos. When they left the Qi Mansion, not many servants noticed them.

After crossing the pavilions and pavilions, and passing through the hall of the front house, the red door of the red lacquer that had been a little old, the butler Yang Dewang was standing there quietly, with his half-white hair floating in messy under the cool breeze, and his whole body seemed to have become many years old.

"Uncle Yang."

Everyone stopped at the door, and Qi Lu spoke with a smile.

In this life, the shouting of "Uncle Yang" made Yang Dewang unable to hold on anymore, and he burst into tears for a moment.

"Madam, young master, old slave... When the old slave came back, he had already persuaded him...but..."

“No more to say,”

Yang Dewang has never been biased in recruiting the two wives and has never defected to anyone. In the past, Zhang was so angry that he was so angry that he was too angry.

But now looking back, it’s all over, what else is there to worry about?

"In the past few years, the housekeeper has done a lot of effort to balance the relationship between me and my second wife. In the future, you can work less and serve them with peace of mind."

"Madam...Madam!"

Yang Dewang cried so sadly that he knelt down tremblingly, "I'm going to die... I can't let it go!"

After the eldest lady left, Qi Zhengde was seriously injured and almost became a useless person from now on. This family eventually fell into the hands of Huang.

If we can do it again, Yang Dewang swears that he will send a message to the head of the family before the head of the family returns, and do not punish the eldest son for no reason, and must think twice before acting.

But there is everything in this world, but there is no medicine for regret.

Qi Zhengde suddenly returned without notifying his family. Huang tried his best to sow discord, and the combination of various factors made things uncontrollable and there was no room for slowing down.

After so many years in the Qi family, Yang Dewang felt panic whenever he thought of the family's dispersion, and he couldn't help but feel panic. His breath of depression accumulates in his chest, making him want to slap his big mouth.

"Uncle Yang, it's all over."

Qi Lu leaned over and lifted him up. Although Qi Lu was not good at power, he had already entered the ranks of cultivators after all, and it was still no problem to mention an ordinary person.

"In the future, Huang's power will be monopolized. If you know what you are doing today, you will definitely not let you have a good time. Go back quickly and take care of yourself."

After patting the back of his hand, Qi Lu didn't know if he would have a chance to see him in the future.

After leaving this time, it was naturally a high place for him, but for the old housekeeper, it could almost be called a farewell forever.

Just hope that everyone can be safe...

Thinking of this, Qi Lu no longer sighed.

If you draw the bow, there is no turning back. It’s a man! The decision you make, whether it’s right or wrong, must continue to crawl.

Looking back at Zhang, the afternoon sun was not fierce, and it drenched a soft light on his face.

"Mom, let's go."
Chapter completed!