Back at the vocational school, Liao Cong was still in a trance.

Chen Lingzhi said a lot, but she kept avoiding the topic of breaking up. Instead, the two of them ate together like a couple and waited for the bus together. When they parted, Chen Lingzhi smiled and waved goodbye, earnestly telling Liao Cong to take care of himself.

Liao Cong couldn't help but think: Are he and Chen Lingzhi considered to have broken up now?

Compared to Chen Lingzhi's crying and heartbroken look, Chen Lingzhi, who was so calm and could still laugh, made Liao Cong feel less uncomfortable.

Let's take it one step at a time.

I rented a few books at the small market and spent almost all the money on me. The book stall owner likes customers like Liao Cong the most. The frequency of renting and exchanging books is too high, and the quantity is also large. Every time it costs money.

Back at the small courtyard, Chai Yurao was not there. She should be busy in the cafeteria. After Liao Cong put down the book, he ran along the yard. If someone saw him running in circles like a donkey pulling a millstone, he would definitely be regarded as a lunatic.

On the last day of this week, if you have enough exercise time, you will be prompted to get destiny points. Liao Cong, who was sweating all over, took a shower, lay on the bed, and sank his consciousness into the destiny space. He used a level 4 task completion card to specify the [ambiguous] task of this week and got the reward smoothly.

Liao Cong was thinking about what active props to exchange this time, when he saw Long Wu rushing in.

When Long Wu saw Liao Cong, he shouted: "Xiaoer Cong, Xiaoer Cong, do you want peaches? Please reserve the props for Xiaoyouyou's mission for me!"

Liao Cong pondered for a moment: "Help me do something."

Long Wu didn't even stutter: "Okay, one prop, no bargaining."

"Please help me draw a few red threads like last time." With a self-made prop as a guarantee, he could take a risk. He felt that the red thread that Long Wu drew from his soul last time might correspond to the charm value, or the favorability of someone towards him. The first complete red thread that Long Wu drew might be Feng Tingting's, because Feng Tingting never contacted Liao Cong since that day.

If the thread about Chen Lingzhi was drawn, maybe she could slowly forget about herself like Feng Tingting did?

Long Wu nodded frantically, his eyes were shining. The premise of drawing the line must be to absorb Liao Cong's soul power. This is a greater benefit to it than ten props. It is a shortcut to unlock the shackles of blood and transcendence. If Liao Cong takes the initiative, it will not be punished too much by the heaven. At most, it will endure a few days of lightning strikes and be a half-dead dog for a few days. This thing can be done without extra rewards!

It's just a little deceiving Liao Cong. Those are not charm lines, but just the bond lines that Liao Cong gets every week. It seems that it has told Liao Cong about it. Didn't he hear it at that time? No matter, it's not its initiative anyway.

"Can you avoid Dong Qianlian's red line?"

"Of course, only hers can be avoided, but whether you can find Xiao Zhizhi's is not certain." Long Wu was a little impatient: "Your relationship with her is different from others, and the bond... red line is also different."

Liao Cong glanced at Long Wu and understood what he said in an instantWhat does it mean? He nodded and said, "Come on, try to draw as many as possible."

Long Wu lowered his head and rolled his eyes, saying, "I've said it before, the matter of drawing the line is just our guess. You have to bear any unexpected consequences yourself."

Liao Cong hesitated for a moment, and finally made up his mind again: "Come on."

The punishment of heaven is the weak feeling of overdrawing vitality, and the feeling of being sucked of soul power is the feeling of clear and slow loss of vitality. Both are equally difficult to endure. You can't be cruel to others, but you can only be cruel to yourself.

Long Wu enjoyed the excitement of his blood surging and breaking the shackles with great satisfaction. At the last moment, his eyes turned golden, and he aimed at the longest red lines and stretched out his little claws to wrap and pull them.

After failing to pull the claws the first time, Long Wu increased his strength and tried again. After a sound of breaking, Long Wu swallowed the long and short red lines on his claws into his stomach with satisfaction. He glanced at the broken red lines and suddenly found that these red lines seemed to have life and were slowly growing.

Yes, the bond value is always growing.

Without time to study, Long Wu saw Liao Cong's soul body fade, and hurriedly mobilized the essence of the spiritual peach in his small space door to supply Liao Cong. These spiritual peaches for replenishing vitality are far inferior to the soul power that has a miraculous effect on blood upgrades, but they are also a great tonic. In this case, it is okay to suffer less, and this is an exchange, which is a clear proof of deepening Liao Cong's active request.

There are no less than 30 spiritual peach trees in Long Wu's small space. They are all spiritual plants that he has cultivated with his own essence and blood and the earth energy obtained by decomposing debris. When they bloom and bear fruit, Long Wu will be able to realize the freedom of the spiritual peaches.

The two spiritual weapons on her body continuously nourished Liao Cong's spirit, but Liao Cong was still dizzy and too weak to move.

After Chai Yurao came back, she saw that the light was on in Liao Cong's room. She walked in and saw that he was asleep. She called him and heard Liao Cong's dazed response. Then she turned off the light and returned to her room with peace of mind. Seeing that the weather was getting cold, the scarf she knitted for Liao Cong was almost finished. Chai Yurao also wanted to knit the sweater that Bai Xiaoyan had not finished knitting. It was just right to go to Yang Panpan's house in the evening to watch TV and chat while knitting a scarf.

After Chai Yurao left, Liao Cong's cell phone rang several times. Liao Cong, who was sleeping soundly, did not move. After a while, Lin Xiaoxiao came to find him. After finding Liao Cong, she pouted and called out, shook him hard a few times, and saw that Liao Cong was not awake. She reached out to touch his forehead and happened to see Liao Cong weakly open his eyes and slap her hand away.

Lin Xiaoxiao pushed him hard again: "I called you but you didn't answer. You went to bed so early?"

Liao Cong frowned weakly and said: "Don't make trouble. I feel uncomfortable."

"What's wrong? Are you sick or are you pretending to be sad because Chen Lingzhi left?" Lin Xiaoxiao asked while sniffing Liao Cong. Suddenly, her eyes glared: "Did you take a shower?"

Liao Cong didn't have the energy to talk and fell asleep again.

Lin Xiaoxiao picked up Long Wu from the pillow and put him on the ground. While muttering, she took off her shoes and crawled to Liao Cong's side, lifted the quilt and lay down.She hugged Liao Cong's arm horizontally. She suddenly felt palpitations and felt uncomfortable. She didn't know why she wanted to see Liao Cong very much. This bastard didn't return the call. Lin Xiaoxiao had to come to the courtyard to see if she could meet Liao Cong.

After hugging for a while, Lin Xiaoxiao got bored. It was still early, and she couldn't sleep. She lay on her side and stretched out her hand to touch Liao Cong's eyes, nose, and face, with a very naughty and proud smile on her face.

She pinched Liao Cong's hand and put it on her face, and her big eyes shyly stared at the sleeping Liao Cong.

Liao Cong's cell phone rang. Lin Xiaoxiao frowned and turned off the phone and pressed it under the pillow. No one could disturb her and Liao Cong's rare time alone.

She accidentally saw the jade card of calming the spirit around Liao Cong's neck. Lin Xiaoxiao's eyes suddenly lit up. She got up, took off the jade card and put it on her neck. She hugged Liao Cong with one hand and took a few photos with her cell phone in the other hand.

After seeing the photo, she frowned, and suddenly an idea came to her mind. She took off her coat and pulled down her underwear, deliberately exposing her shoulders and delicate collarbones. Then she put Liao Cong's arm around her, found the right angle with her phone, closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, took a few photos, and finally picked out the clearest ones, and kissed Liao Cong on the face with satisfaction.

Lin Xiaoxiao was sleepy after tossing around for a while. When the light cord was pulled, the room suddenly became dark. She lay down comfortably holding Liao Cong's arm, staring at Liao Cong's profile and said in a sweet voice: "Husband, good night!"

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