What To Do If The Heroine Escapes From The Book - Chapter 52

[Chapter 51 Who Is The Traitor]

“You hit the wall yourself, why do you say it was me… oh~ I’ll recruit, I’ll recruit…”

“I just wrote it like that, and showed it to the readers. How did I know that the dignified cultivator would really be so stupid that he would bump his head… oh~ not stupid, not stupid…”

“How do you want to die? Is it okay to die… oh~”

“In the future? Dare in the future. Oh~”

“boom!”

Chu Ge stuck to the wall in a figure and slowly slid down.

Qiu Wuji clapped his hands, as if there was dust on them, and said in a cool tone: “Hey, this golden bell cover is well practiced, it didn’t hurt when it hit the wall.”

Chu Ge was also a little surprised, he didn’t feel any pain when he bumped into the wall. How long has the golden bell cover been so effective?

Of course, for Zhen Fugang, he still kept his words stiff: “That’s because Master taught well, it’s not as good as Master’s demeanor hitting the stone gate, hitting the wall so beautifully…”

Qiu Wuji gritted his teeth: “Do you really think that I dare not beat you hard?”

“Hiss~ Don’t pinch, if you pinch the golden bell cover again, it will become too big…”

“This is not very good. It will help you train the golden bell cover to prevent pinching.” Qiu Wuji sneered and said: “I have carefully reviewed the golden bell cover exercises. , there must be different exercise modes, this seat has tailored a set of cultivation methods for you, get up!”

Chu Ge climbed up cautiously: “What method?”

“Ton”!

A durian hit Chugo on the head.

Chugo: “?”

Qiu Wuji looked up and down with his arms, and said with satisfaction: “Look, is this not only training blunt force blows, but also training acupuncture protection?”

Chugo: “…”

The next moment several durians rushed from the corner, one hit the stomach, the other hit the back, rolling up and down.

“Pfft!” Chugo’s eyeballs bulged out, “This is murder…”

He didn’t say the word “pro-husband”, and he said “ton ton” twice, and two durians fell on his left and right shoulders again.

“Don’t move.” Qiu Wuji said with a smile: “If you are twisted and twisted by the durian, you will lose the meaning of exercise, so stay still and use your golden bell cover to stiffen up. The head and shoulders Three durians, if one rolls down, it will take an extra half an hour, if all three roll down, you will be stabbed all night.”

Chu Ge felt pain or not, but his whole body was like being bitten by countless ants. He gritted his teeth and said, “Don’t bully me, I don’t understand. Are you torturing me for public benefit?”

Qiu Wuji rolled his eyelids and looked at the ceiling: “I am the cultivator who has crossed the catastrophe, you are just making up stories. Think about who you should listen to when you want to practice.”

Chugo: “…”

Qiu Wuji said again: “Even if my stomach doesn’t roll durian anymore, I will support the ones on my head and shoulders.”

“And why?”

“Train your balance and steadiness.” Qiu Wuji pointed to the messy furnishings in the house: “I’ve been practicing agility for the past two days. Do you feel unstable if you speed up a little bit, easy to twist and fall?”

She moved the tea table: “The tea table was knocked crooked by you, don’t you feel it?”

After hearing this, Chu Ge began to feel that it made sense, so he asked, “Could it be possible that I also want to practice my footwork?”

“That’s the training method of mortal warriors, we don’t need such a native method.”

“… What is a foreign way to top durians?”

“It’s just for you to find a sense of balance. You are energetic. After you find this feeling, you can leave a mental imprint and adjust your body. I don’t think it will take long. What others are looking for is muscle memory, and what you are looking for is a spiritual imprint. As for the muscle building itself, Admiralty provides it, and it makes sense for you to run.”

After hearing this, Chu Ge felt more and more professional. He looked at the durians on his left and right shoulders with a bitter face, and then at the one still rolling around on his belly. He froze his head and stopped talking.

I can’t even move my head, and there is still one on my head.

Seeing him obediently holding the durian, Qiu Wuji turned his head away, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

lied to you.

Well, it’s not a total lie, the effect is there, but other methods can be used to avoid this.

The reason why I use this kind… is because someone said that kneeling durian is a good way to teach (male) people, kneeling is fine, it’s no problem to top durian…

Qiu Wuji tidied up the house in a good mood: “Everywhere you knocked crookedly, it’s so ugly, it’s a good thing you can live on your own.”

Chu Ge really didn’t think it was a big deal if the coffee table was crooked and the things on it were a little messy, but seeing how Qiu Wuji tidied things up, his heart was still soft and he didn’t want to talk, even with the durian on his head. It feels softer.

Of course, Qiu Wuji didn’t tidy up much by hand, and most of the places were clean and tidy after being swept by her divine sense.

Qiu Wuji, who was in a good mood, simply cleaned up the curtains that hadn’t been washed for a long time, the windows that hadn’t been wiped, the walls and the ceiling, and even the light bulbs were shining.

I don’t know if I don’t compare, Chu Ge thought his house was fairly tidy at first, but at this moment he suddenly felt that the house he lived in before was similar to a kennel.

Qiu Wuji rubbed his chin and looked around for a while, then shook his head and said, “It’s too vulgar.”

Chu Ge said helplessly, “I never wrote about how immortal your house is.”

“It’s because you didn’t write it that you can be immortal. If you write it, you can’t save it.”

Chugo: “…”

“I’m going to move two flowers tomorrow and come back to raise them. The jasmine downstairs is pretty good, and the rose is growing well too…”

“No, that’s public property, and you can’t take it back.”

Qiu Wuji wondered, “Is this considered public property?”

“Well, you can either go to the wild to pick wild ones, or simply buy potted plants, it’s simple and clear.”

Qiu Wuji knew that the potted plants had to be bought, but felt it was a waste.

She thought for a while, then shook her head: “I’ll go to the suburbs tomorrow. Also, buy some rice paper…”

“Why did you buy this?”

“Get some calligraphy and painting, I know it’s probably quite expensive, can I write it myself?”

Chu Ge burst into tears: “Even if you live ten thousand…”

Qiu Wuji stared.

Chu Ge immediately changed his words: “Well, even if you are omnipotent, you can write and draw by yourself, so you still have to go to frame it. This is a rented house, UUReading www.www.SonicMTL.com Just make a living, why bother… …”

“Who wants to work with you?” Qiu Wuji said: “This is the place where I live, at least I have to look at it and feel comfortable.”

Chu Ge was startled, then suddenly grinned: “You’re right.”

Qiu Wuji knew what he was thinking just by looking at that virtue, and turned back to the room angrily: “I went to play computer, you continue to hold on, practicing is for yourself, don’t be lazy.”

“Okay, okay, I got it…” Chu Ge felt weird. Sometimes he felt like he had raised a daughter, and sometimes he felt like he had a mother.

Putting it all together, is it called a wife?

Well, you can’t say that, you’ll have to be hammered to death if you say it.

Over there, before Qiu Wuji reached his room, the doorbell rang outside.

She was stunned: “Did you order takeaway? Or deliver liquefied petroleum gas?”

“How long will it take to change the liquefied petroleum gas…” Before Chu Ge finished speaking, he heard the sound of a key being inserted into the door, and the door was opened immediately.

Chugo: “?”

Qiu Wuji: “?”

Zhang Qiren stepped inside: “I forgot I didn’t leave my key haha, Chu… eh?”

Subconsciously, he backed out of the door, looked up at the house number, and then at the key in his hand, his eyes were full of confusion.

That’s right!

But why does this house look different, it still smells good…

Then he saw a very beautiful woman staring at him with a murderous look in her eyes.

This woman also looks familiar, the “female fan” who appeared at the dinner just now.

Zhang Qiren’s eyes flickered, and he saw Chu Ge standing there with the durian on his head.

Fuck it!

Zhang Qiren said sadly: “I thought I was the one who betrayed the class, but I didn’t expect that it was you who really betrayed the revolution!”

[End of This Chapter.]