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Chapter 885

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"Alas, when a man is about to die, his words are kind!" Facing the girls' confusion, Chen Jiu sighed and said apologetically, "Although I'm treating people, I'm also a mortal. When I meet fairies like you, sometimes I can't control myself. When I was treating you, I had no choice but to take advantage of you. I admit that I'm a little depraved, but I can guarantee that I didn't mean to humiliate you. I'm sorry, can you forgive me?"

"This … I'm so touched. Sister Yan, I forgive him!" Mengmeng was the first to speak.

She rolled her eyes. Why do you have to tell me that you forgive him? Zhao Yan pursed her lips and said bitterly, "Since you know you're going to die, why did you agree to such a challenge?"

"I've let you down, and I'm really sorry about it. If you don't forgive me, then I'll just die and be free!" Chen Jiu explained in a sorrowful voice.

"Oh? What if we forgive you? Isn't it a pity if you die? "Qian Yu 'er asked confusedly.

"That's impossible. I kissed you in public today. You must hate me. I regret it when I think about it. Let me atone for my sins with my death!" Chen Jiu shook his head and looked like he was begging for death. It was really unbearable.

"Don't, Chen Jiu. I forgive you too. Don't die!" Fang Rou also felt sorry for Chen Jiu. She was the second to forgive him.

"Chen Jiu, you said it as if we were heartless. How can I not forgive you?" Qian Yu 'er also forgave Chen Jiu and said, "But even if we all forgive you, how can you solve your own death?"

"Zhao Yan, what about you?" Chen Jiu looked at Zhao Yan again.

"I … I can also forgive you, but you were too impulsive today. I can't save you from the crisis!" Zhao Yan glared at him angrily. She didn't want to argue with him anymore. After all, he was going to die. It was inappropriate to argue about such trivial things.

"Thank you. As long as you are willing to forgive me, I can die in peace!" Chen Jiu looked at the four girls gratefully. He had no regrets and looked relaxed.

"Hey, you're not really dead, are you?" The four girls looked at him anxiously. They were reluctant to part with him. Among them, Meng Meng said, "Why don't we beg Marshal Ku to let you go?"

"Don't. As long as you are willing to forgive me, I have the confidence to live!" Chen Jiu's confidence.

"Oh? Are we that important to you? "Zhao Yan couldn't help blushing after saying this.

"Of course, I have let you down. This is a knot in my heart. As long as you don't take it to heart, my heart will naturally be magnanimous. My vital Qi and blood will be unimpeded. As long as I fight, I will be invincible in this world. A mere Ku Shuai is nothing to be afraid of!" Chen Jiu said in high spirits.

"Chen Jiu, it's good that you have such fighting spirit. But you have to know that Ku Shuai is in the Creation Realm and belongs to the real Gods. His genes are many times more powerful than Zhao Yan's!" Zhao Yan couldn't help reminding him.

"Is that so? But you can't ignore me either. I may be weak, but I'm a Dragonblood Warrior with a gene score of ninety million. How can a mere Ku Shuai compare to me? "Chen Jiu's body trembled, and his aura was imposing. He was quite extraordinary.

"Well … Sister Yan, maybe he can win!" Mengmeng couldn't help but agree.

"I'm afraid it's difficult. I know he has the Creation Dragon Sword, but don't forget that he doesn't have the True Meaning of Chaos. He can't activate it!" Zhao Yan still looked worried.

"Regardless of life or death, this is my own choice. Students, no matter what, we are teacher and student. At this critical juncture of life and death, I am really worried that I won't be able to see you again. How about this? Here are some old clothes that I have worn. I hope you don't dislike them and accept them. In the future, if you miss me, then take them out to take a look. If you don't, then don't throw them away in front of me! Chen Jiu's confidence suddenly wavered. He sadly handed over a few pieces of clothing, looking very sad.

"Teacher, don't die. We won't let you die!" Mengmeng and the others each held a piece of clothing. They were reluctant to part with it. After all, they had been together for such a long time. They even had an ambiguous relationship with Chen Jiu. How could they not have any feelings for him?

Looking at the faces of the four girls, Chen Jiu was really worried. Why did he have to give them old clothes? Wasn't he reminding the girls that it was time to give them a pair of lingerie?

However, it seemed that he was too emotional. The girls couldn't remember at the moment. This made Chen Jiu feel helpless. He could only remind them again, "Students, I'm about to leave. Don't you want to give me something to remember? I want to have something to rely on when I'm in the netherworld! "

"This … but we don't have anything to give you." Zhao Yan was stunned, but shook her head apologetically.

"It doesn't have to be too precious. Just give me one of your old clothes each!" Chen Jiu was embarrassed. He pretended to be very casual. He was afraid that the girls would see through him.

"By the way, don't we still have a few special gifts? Let's give them to Teacher Chen. I believe he will like them! "Mengmeng finally realized. She finally thought of her lingerie. If she didn't give it to him now, when would she give it to him?

"Well, Chen Jiu seems to have met all of our conditions. It should be no problem to give him that thing!" Qian Yu 'er added, and her small hand reached into her arms.

"Ah? No, Yu 'er, let's change it! "Zhao Yan was so embarrassed that she couldn't face it.

"What is it? It's so mysterious. Don't you want to give it to me? "Chen Jiu asked, and immediately came to Qian Yu 'er, waiting for her gift.

"Teacher, you have to stand still. My gift will make you happy!" Qian Yu 'er ignored Zhao Yan. She glanced at Chen Jiu shyly and vowed.

"No, this is our common gift!" Mengmeng and Fang Rou, not to be outdone, squeezed to the left and right of Qian Yu 'er.

"Don't, Yu 'er, I'm afraid of you. Don't be like this!" Zhao Yan looked at Qian Yu' er pleadingly. Her face was bleeding, and she was too ashamed to show her face.

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