Chapter 22 This little devil is a little cute (3)

As time went by, the emerald green light returned to its original color because of the 'ghost''s departure.

"Why don't you speak?" The 'ghost' waited for a long time, but no one was lying on the stone bed. The person above opened his mouth and couldn't help asking curiously.

Xu Fuhuan twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling a little tired. He growled and asked if the ghost could stay away from him.

It's so fucking cold, didn't you see him shivering from the cold?

The fact is that he didn't dare. He was afraid of this ghost from the beginning, deeply afraid that he would accidentally offend him. If the end of offending him was death, then there was nothing to be afraid of. It turned into a ghost and fell into his hands.

He didn't forget that Xiaoer said that the way back was closed.

He gritted his teeth fiercely, trying not to make his voice sound trembling. "You, can you take your hand away?"

There was a pause for a moment when the little devil poked his face with his hand, and then he asked a little puzzled: "Why?"

Why?

Xu Fuhuan especially wanted to scold Zhi at this time. barrier!

Enduring it, he still compromised and said, "You're so close to me, I'm very cold."

"You-"

before finishing speaking, the 'Ghost' suddenly stopped talking, and with a whoosh, the transparent body passed through the place directly. The seemingly thick stone rock disappeared in an instant.

Xu Fuhuan: "..."

Xu Fuhuan stared at the wall where the 'ghost' disappeared in shock. He didn't come back to his senses for a long time, and he didn't even notice anyone approaching.

"Are you awake?" The strange voice was full of uncontrollable excitement.

It was also this voice that woke up Xu Fuhuan who was in a daze.

With a pale face, Xu Fuhuan turned his head with difficulty, and saw a man in an ancient costume in a blue gown standing in front of the stone room door, against the light, Xu Fuhuan couldn't see his expression clearly, only saw a bowl in his hand Clear cool water.

"You-" the hoarse voice started to cough violently.

The man in green hurriedly walked to the side of the stone bed anxiously with the bowl in his hand, he raised his other free hand and gently stroked Shun Xu Fuhuan's back.

"Don't worry, drink your saliva first."

Xu Fuhuan hesitated, then thought, could it be that this person saved him?

Since he was his own savior, he probably had nothing worth plotting against, so he took the water from his hand.

The water tastes sweet, with an indescribable refreshment and comfort.

"Thank you." Xu Fuhuan handed the empty bowl to the man.

The man took the empty bowl, and scratched the back of his head shyly. His long, black and beautiful hair was tossed like this, but he didn't see half of it. chaos.

At this time, Xu Fuhuan had the time to look at the man who appeared suddenly. The man's appearance was not as clear as his voice, not to say that he was not good looking, but that he was too good-looking, too good-looking, and even a little bewitching. The slender eyes are slightly raised, and the green eyes are like high-quality agate, shining brightly under the light, but not frivolous at all, and the palm-sized face has not been fully opened, looking It seems that he is only sixteen or seventeen years old, and his overly innocent and ignorant expression looks so innocent.

The man giggled twice, completely destroying his fairy-like temperament. "Master...you're welcome."

Xu Fuhuan couldn't bear to look straight at him, "Where is this?"

"This is where I usually practice. Don't worry, it's safe here. They won't find it here." The man Thinking that Xu Fuhuan turned his head away because he was worried about his situation, he quickly explained.

Xu Fuhuan simply looked at the stone room, it was indeed very simple, except for a table, chair and stone bed, there was nothing.

"Did you save me?" The

man in Tsing Yi nodded, with a shy and ignorant expression on his face.

"I'm sorry, I came late. If I had discovered you earlier, I wouldn't have caused you to be injured so badly." The man in Tsing Yi was obviously very guilty, and resentment and sadness flashed across his dark eyes.

"This has nothing to do with you, I should thank you for saving me." Xu Fuhuan showed him a gentle smile.

In my heart, I called Xiao Er vigilantly.

[Xiaoer, what's the situation? How could there be an existence similar to the ancients here? 】

Xiao Er is the old god, 【What do you mean by him? He is not human. 】

【What? 】Xu Fuhuan couldn't suppress the surprise in his heart, opened his mouth wide, and asked directly.

"Huh? What's the matter?"

Xu Fuhuan's sudden voice made the man in Tsing Yi a little puzzled. He frowned beautifully and stared at Xu Fuhuan worriedly. "What's wrong with you? Is there something wrong?"

Xu Fuhuan shook his head in embarrassment, "It's okay."

But he continued to ask Xiaoer in his heart: [Then what is he? ]

Xiao Er said: 【He is the dragon that guards the main tomb. ]

[Jiaolong? Or a refined dragon? 】

Xu Fuhuan was completely confused.

There are not only ghosts in this world, but also demons who have cultivated into spirits?

Didn't it mean that goblins are not allowed to become spirits after the founding of the People's Republic of China?

Xu Fuhuan thought about it, maybe it was because the world had not been solved yet. put. Founding? That's why fairies exist?

【Then why did he save me? 】

【How do I know? Maybe, maybe it's because of Xu's blood in you? After all, the person buried in this ancient tomb is the ancestor of the Xu family. 】 Xiaoer said uncertainly.

【you sure? 】Xu Fuhuan said suspiciously.

After thinking about it, Xu Fuhuan still felt that something was wrong, it didn't make sense, wasn't the injury on the original owner's body thanks to the dragon in front of him?

Besides, didn't the memory he received from the original owner say that the original owner died?

No -

he didn't think much about it before, but now that he thinks about it carefully, the original owner's memory is not right.

Ordinarily, when he came to this world, the original owner hadn't died yet, so the memory of the original owner should have stayed at the moment when he was injured and unconscious. Why did he hear that the original owner was dead, or did he die in a daze?

Thinking of this, Xu Fuhuan asked with a sullen face, "Xiaoer, can you tell me what's going on?" 】

002 felt Xu Fuhuan's inner fluctuations, and seemed extraordinarily guilty. As an all-powerful and omniscient system, how could it be possible that he didn't know the plot? Even if they enter the wrong world, it still has a way to get the plot.

But after another thought, this world is not under the jurisdiction of their villain system, and it doesn't matter whether the host is given the plot or not. The most important thing is that it needs to consume its energy to transmit the plot.

The task of the host in the last world was not satisfactory, and it didn't gain much.

It also saves the energy of transmitting the plot. When the memory was transmitted to the host, it accidentally transmitted all the memories that the original owner should have experienced to the host. It thought that the host would not find out.

Since he couldn't answer, 002 simply pretended to be dead, and let Xu Fuhuan howl, but kept silent.

Xu Fuhuan: ...

So, when did his system learn the skill of pretending to be dead?