Chapter 916: Long Blessed Ancestor (32)
In the darkness, Aowu narrowed his eyes and looked at the man in front of him who was much taller than himself.
Although he is a divine dragon, he cannot use any magic power in the human world. Although his night vision ability is superior to that of humans, he cannot see too clearly.
In the blur, he could only see the general outline of a handsome man. Even if he didn't look at the face, his figure alone was enough to make these little girls with little discernment fascinated.
But yes, Zhou Ye is a complete showman and has no brains to begin with. A few sweet words from a man are enough to deceive her.
Aowing and hugging her chest, a pair of eyes stared straight at him.
He could feel that the other person was looking at him too.
"If you don't go home in the middle of the night, are you familiar with Zhou Ye?"
The man didn't reply.
Aowu stepped forward, but the man backed away slightly.
"Do you know who I am Zhou Ye?"
"Who?"
He spoke, his voice smooth and cool, without any ripples.
Aowu frowned, subconsciously feeling that the voice sounded familiar.
"I'm Zhou Ye's best friend. She and I used to eat and sleep together, you know? Also, she has a son, you know? His father is taller and handsomer than you, I advise you. Give up on this idea.”
"Child..."
The man's voice was still calm, and there seemed to be a hint of pleasure in his tone.
Aowu frowned, suddenly feeling that this man was a bit familiar. Looking back on the past, he felt that this guy might have something to do with that dog-skin plaster.
"What's your name?"
"Jun Qian."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "click" sound, and white light poured down, directly illuminating the entire room.
The sudden bright light made Aowu narrow his eyes in discomfort, but soon, the appearance of the man in front of him became clear.
"It's you dog again..."
The voice stopped suddenly after seeing the man's face clearly, and the fingers still raised in the air were a little nervous and panicked for some reason. Aowu opened his eyes wide and looked at the handsome and slender man in front of him. This face...
"Old..."
The situation became dangerous from this moment on.
Aowu stayed where he was, with a complicated expression on his face. He was confused, a little disbelieving, and even more frightened. He subconsciously took a step back.
For some reason, seeing this face made his knees weak.
"No, I, you... No, you, you and Zhou Ye..."
Aowu was a little incoherent.
Looking at this face, he didn't know whether to continue asking or to get out quickly. His heart was wrapped in huge doubts and fears, but what was left were memories of the past.
How is it possible.
How could it be?
How could that person appear here!
And Zhou Ye, she was killed by that person himself. How could these two be together?
It must be a coincidence.
Yes, it must be a coincidence.
Aowu forced herself to calm down, and while constantly comforting herself, the more she thought about it, the more impossible it became.
How could that kind of existence, which even being enshrined at home be considered a defilement and an insult, appear in Three Thousand Small Worlds?
But Aowu was still afraid, so he backed away repeatedly, and finally ran to Zhou Ye.
"Master, master, who are you? How did you meet him?"
Zhou Ye impatiently stayed away from him.
"Does it have anything to do with you? I have something to say, so hurry up and get out."
Looking at Zhou Ye's pleading expression, Aowu almost knelt down and hugged his thighs.
"Master, I feel something is wrong. Just tell me, when did you meet him?"
(End of chapter)