Chapter 404
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The small tent in his memory was still there, but the divination booth placed outside the tent, with the furnishings and injured people inside the tent. They were all gone.
"Huh? Where is Martial Nephew Chenguang?! Where did he go? "
Standing in the empty tent, Zhen Xiaoxiao looked puzzled.
She did not know that the first thing Dali Chenguang did after waking up after being seriously injured was to pack up and flee back to the Giant God Sect camp.
The outside world was really too scary. You could meet people who would make you vomit blood at any time!
"Little Zhouzhou is here."
Behind Zhen Xiaoxiao, there was a silent man who was very dissatisfied.
Who was Chenguang Persimmon?
The name sounded like a dog!
Pulling the corner of Zhen Xiaoxiao's clothes, someone aggrievedly tried to divert Zhen Xiaoxiao's attention back to himself.
Puff!
There was a hint of reproach in that humming murmur. Zhen Xiaoxiao turned around and stood on tiptoe, barely managing to pat Dumbo's head.
"Yes, it's good that you are here. Were you scared just now? That wooden building had collapsed! Boss must have suffered heavy losses. "
He was concerned about his little follower's mood. However, Zhen Xiaoxiao did not honestly say that he was the culprit of the collapse of the wooden building.
"I was not scared, but I suddenly couldn't find the building after coming out, so I was a little afraid that you would get hurt."
Stretching out his wide palm, Small Gruel rubbed Zhen Xiaoxiao's head, his eyes very deep.
A trace of warmth flowed through his heart.
Zhen Xiaoxiao's expression froze.
Then he laughed.
Yo!
You even know how to think about people!
Sure enough, I didn't eat so much ice for nothing!
"Look what I bought for you!"
Thinking of cold objects, Zhen Xiaoxiao was about to take out the butterfly bead when he unexpectedly heard Small Gruel speak.
"Look what I bought for you!" Dumbo proudly puffed out his chest.
"What? You bought me something? "Zhen Xiaoxiao looked surprised.
"What? Did you buy something for me? "Little Congee's face was filled with happiness.
"Hahahaha!"
What a coincidence!
Zhen Xiaoxiao had said the same thing twice in a row. Hugging his belly, he burst out laughing. Because he was amused by Small Gruel, he momentarily forgot to worry about Chen Guang's injury.
"Xiaoxiao, you're laughing so hard that your teeth are falling off."
Amidst Zhen Xiaoxiao's laughter, Dumbo's cheeks turned a little red.
In his memory, when he spoke, no one had ever dared to interrupt or laugh so wantonly.
However, when Xiaoxiao did this, she didn't seem annoying at all. On the contrary, she was especially adorable. It was just that … he was probably still sick. As long as he looked into her smiling eyes for three seconds, his heart would beat faster and his ears would burn.
Hmm, he must be seriously ill and needs to continue taking medicine.
"Good, good, good!"
"Quick, let me see what you bought for me."
Zhen Xiaoxiao pretended to be excited.
When he sent Little Congee to sit in the dilapidated tent, he had indeed given him a hundred thousand French coins, but Zhen Xiaoxiao did not doubt that the idiot would take out pots, bowls, ladles, and other strange things from his pocket and give them to her.
Don't expect too much from a guy who only knows how to eat.
"It's something nice. It matches your braids."
Under the encouragement of Zhen Xiaoxiao's gaze, Small Gruel took out a rope from behind him.
The black ribbon was messily twisted together. It seemed that the black ink marks on it could not be washed away, and there was also rusty metal hanging from both ends.
…
The corner of Zhen Xiaoxiao's mouth twitched.
His expectations were clearly already so low.
However, not wanting to make Small Gruel sad, Zhen Xiaoxiao still smiled and expressed his gratitude, "It's really … special. I quite like it."
"Wait."
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