"It's very noisy outside. Can you go out and deal with it?"

Qiye still had a cool expression and looked very sluggish.

Although the battle between Qiu Daoyu and Leng Po just now was short, it was very disturbing. The grandmaster aura they inspired together may also make some people unable to sleep at night.

Qiu Daoyu looked at Jiang Ping.

In his perception, the person in front of him was as dangerous as the killer just now.

Jiang Ping nodded and said, "He is my friend."

"Huh? What happened outside? It's so noisy."

Qiu Ba, who was sleeping like a dead pig, was finally awakened. He walked out of the room with one hand hanging, rubbed his eyes, and occupied the center of the picture.

"It's okay, get back and continue to sleep."

Qiu Daoyu snorted coldly.

"Sleep when you sleep, it's not me who wakes you up."

Qiu Ba yawned and returned to the room in a daze.

"Well, he's my friend too."

Jiang Ping smiled embarrassedly.

Upon hearing this, Qiye's eyes became dangerous in an instant, and there was a hint of hostility in his eyes when he looked at Qiu Ba.

Qiu Daoyu walked out to deal with the situation, and Qiu Ba rolled back to sleep.

Jiang Ping lit the lights and invited Qiye back to the house. He wanted to pour a cup of tea to greet him, but the table just now was torn apart by the cold sword energy, and the tea was spilled all over the ground. Only an innocent little puppy was huddled in the pile of broken woods in grievance, looking like he wanted to move but couldn't move.

In the end, the two of them sat directly on the threshold and faced the night scene, which had a different artistic conception.

Jiang Ping leaned against the door frame and held the little puppy in his arms, hoping to warm his frightened soul with his fiery heart.

Looking at Qiye's cold expression, Jiang Ping teased:

"Last time you said that you would never let me go next time you meet me. So this time, are you here to kill me?"

"Um."

Qiye nodded.

Jiang Ping: "..."

"Actually you can be more tactful."

Jiang Ping reminded: "Otherwise you will lose my good brother."

"for you."

Qiye ignored Jiang Ping and took out a flat brocade box the size of a palm from his arms and threw it to Jiang Ping.

"What's this?"

Jiang Ping did not do anything to test it. He opened the box directly, and there was a bug that looked like a silkworm. It had green skin, probably the length of a little finger, and two blue tentacles. It didn't move, and he didn't know whether it was dead or alive.

"Goo Mother."

Qiye said concisely.

"What's the matter?"

Jiang Ping almost didn't hold the box, but it seemed that this movement made the silkworm wake up. Two big eyeballs the size of mung beans were opened under the tentacles, and they looked at Jiang Ping curiously, feeling a little close.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Jiang Ping felt that it was looking at his own son as if he was looking at his own son.

For a Gu insect, this emotion is a bit too rich.

Qiye seemed to be very proud of Jiang Ping's fuss, and he curled his lips with a rare hint.

“We just used it to track you. We came two days ago, but we never found you.

It was until just now that it was a little excited, so Leng Po could come to you so quickly."

Jiang Ping suddenly realized.

He was taking Baijie Dan just now, preparing to detoxify.

No wonder, I want to kill his son, it would be strange if I am not excited.

"Our killers in Yeyu Tower must take poison from the beginning, and this poison is the egg of the insect.

The eggs of the insect will grow in our bodies and grow with us.

The antidote we take every month is a necessary food for the worm. Without it, the worm will feed on its own. In the end, as it grows up, it will swallow our heart, liver and internal organs.

In a sense, all the killers in our Yeyu Tower are culturing vessels for insects.”

Qiye said with a slight mocking:

"So the killer of Yeyulou never retreats and won't win a gold medal. In the end, he will only discuss food for the insect."

"Then... are you here to help me detoxify?"

Jiang Ping was a little moved, and rolled his throat a few times, but he still refused him with difficulty:

"I have other ways. If you help me detoxify, you will not be able to get through in the future unless you are willing to leave Ye Yulou."

Jiang Ping has not given up on this idea so far.

As long as you hook up with Qiye, Yeyu Tower will be a scumbag.

Qiye shook his head: "It's useless."

He pulled open his clothes and revealed his smooth chest, two chest muscles, six abdominal muscles, and mermaid lines, as silky as white marble, as if they would shine, making people feel the urge to touch it when they saw it.

Made, this figure is amazing!

The programmer who created his role must be a two-dimensional ouzu girl.

Jiang Ping thought so.

However, he still stubbornly curbed his impulse.

"Ahem, Qiye, I have always treated you as a brother, and I only like women."

Qiye's face turned dark, and he broke his skills for the second time tonight, and said with gritted teeth:

"Look carefully!"

"oh."

Jiang Ping lowered his head and looked carefully. Sure enough, he saw that there were blue silk threads of meridians connected together between Qiye's chest, and finally a long blue snake faintly outlined.

But it doesn't look like a snake, because it seems to have a small claw.

"This is the Qinglong Gu, I am now the host of the Qinglong Gu." Qiye said.

The Qinglong Gu is one of the top ten amazing Gus.

If the Golden Silkworm Gu is the king of ten thousand Gu and the emperor among the Gu, then the Qinglong Gu is the ranks of officials who follow the rules and not the Announcement. He is strong and can challenge the boss.

However, the cost of nurturing is not expensive.

As for what the price is, Jiang Ping doesn't know.

Jiang Ping only heard the introduction of the saint's princess and knew his name.

But just by thinking about it, you will know that the more powerful the thing, the greater the price you pay.

Made, is this Yeyu Building a Killer Building or a Gu Building?

Is this a plot of past life?

How did the last seven nights get rid of Yeyu Tower?

As for the version that was favored by the masters of the Demon Sect in the past, it seems that there are many doubts now.

Jiang Ping's mind kept spinning, but he didn't think of any good ideas.

It's really professional and not right!

If he said he would use the Gu worm to make a dish, he could try it, but if he raised the Gu, he would use a kitchen knife to mount it.

"What does it mean? Are you not a gold medal killer now? Are they not afraid of the rebellion of the people under their command?"

Jiang Ping was slightly angry.

But for the time being, I can only be incompetent to be furious.

With his current strength, facing Yeyulou, he has to rely on Qiye to be the second-five boy to save his life, let alone kill Yeyulou.

Qiye said, "I chose this myself, and I have to thank you for the gift you gave me. With it, I can feed this big belly man.

OK, I have a good attitude. You can eliminate the poison first, don’t worry about me. I finally found a suitable host like me, so the poster won’t kill me.”

Jiang Ping was silent for a while and said with a heavy emphasis:
Chapter completed!