"I just wanted to save my friend this time. However, I felt that the person my friend was talking about must also be his best friend. I thought he might be able to help, but I didn't know that person was not here."

Ziqin looked at Gao Jianli with a faint smile, and the latter's expression suddenly turned ugly.

Lover, friend, this is a difficult topic to choose. There are countless men in this world, but few can abandon their lover for their friends like Li Xunhuan and Gu Daxia did.

Gao Jianli's face was extremely ugly, and his whole body seemed to be slightly bent. Ziqin stood aside coldly. Gao Jianli was like a sword. At this time, the sword had been bent. Ziqin clearly knew that only

Gao Jianli can solve the problem of the bent sword by himself, but no one can help him except himself.

"When will you leave?"

Finally, Gao Jianli uttered a few words, and Ziqin's eyes suddenly lit up. He could see that although Gao Jianli's body was still slightly bent, the sharp sword energy had returned.

At this moment, Gao Jianli finally knew what he should do.

Ziqin had no doubt that by this time tomorrow, Yan Dan's uncle would be dead, and there would be a woman with hair as white as snow, a snow girl, beside Gao Jianli.

"I'll wait for you in the woods to the north of Ji tomorrow at midnight."

Ziqin spoke calmly. After saying this, he turned around and left Gao Jianli's house without saying more.

When Ziqin stepped to the door, a melodious sound of the piano sounded from inside the house. At this moment, Ziqin felt a stream of clear water slowly flowing through his heart, and his originally irritable heart gradually calmed down.

"Your heart is stained with dust. If you have time, you might as well let me play a song for you. Maybe it can wash away the dust."

A beautiful voice sounded from behind. Ziqin was slightly startled, and then he sat down on the threshold of Gao Jianli. Ziqin closed his eyes amid the melodious sound of the piano.

Many times in the past, Ziqin thought that his state of mind was perfect, but in fact it was not the case. After training and training, it seemed that Ziqin's state of mind was perfect, but in fact, in fact, Ziqin's state of mind was never perfect.

.

No one who travels to another world, is far away from home, and is constantly arranged by a system to travel through various martial arts worlds, can never have a perfect mood. It is not easy for a wandering wanderer to have a perfect mood. Not to mention Ziqin, it is Li Xunhuan.

It's Ye Kai, Fu Hongxue, Lu Xiaofeng and others, but their moods are far from perfect.

The smile is just to cover up the sadness, and the wine is just to forget, just because they are all lonely travelers wandering the world, and their home never exists in this world.

Ziqin closed his eyes, and he didn't know when he fell asleep. In his dream, he seemed to have returned to the 21st century. He was still the little bitch, working hard every day, and taking risks to win.

But I couldn't get much money.

After returning home, he was often scolded by his wife, who was disgusted that he made less money and could not bring a superior life to his family.

However, this kind of taste is so peaceful and comfortable, and this kind of life is so coveted.

What a man needs is not a sword, nor power, but a home. When you are tired after daily struggle, you can be nagging, annoying, but warm. At night, you can have children forced into your arms and be coaxed.

Sweating profusely, but a comfortable home.

This is the reason for living.

The life of little people.

Ziqin's whole body and mind had relaxed. He didn't know how long he hadn't slept like this. There was no hard training, no skill points, martial arts or other plans, just pure sleep.

After a long time, Ziqin stretched himself and stood up. Everything in the dream was still vivid in his mind, and there was a hint of sadness in Ziqin's eyes.

It seemed that Ziqin was more sad than before, and his mood was no longer so perfect, but in fact only Ziqin knew that he was truly at his best at this time.

In the past, he seemed to have suffered internal injuries, but there was no external manifestation. He seemed fine, but in fact he was on the verge of collapse all the time. But at this time, it was as if all his internal injuries had been pulled out, although it didn't look like much.

Wonderful, but in fact there is no big danger anymore.

This time, there was no systematic reminder in my mind.

Ziqin was slightly startled and turned to look at Gao Jianli in the room.

It was dusk at this time and Gao Jianli's room was not bright. Ziqin could no longer see Gao Jianli's appearance clearly, but he could feel the aura of the person and the piano in the center of the room.

This is a guy whose piano skills have surpassed the control of the system.

This idea suddenly came to Ziqin's mind. It was a ridiculous idea, but Ziqin believed it.

Then, without further ado, Ziqin did not go back to the house, nor did he say anything else, but strode out of Gao Jianli's house.

He believed that he would be able to see Gao Jianli and Xue Nu in the woods outside Ji tomorrow night at Hai time.

A faint smile appeared on Ziqin's face. He no longer felt uncomfortable about the mood he was in this afternoon. It didn't matter if he was wandering. If he could get to know people like Jing Ke and Lu Xiaofeng during the non-stop journey, it would be so satisfying.

After feeling cheerful, Ziqin no longer felt as depressed as before.
Chapter completed!