The Era of Game

72 You Can't Save Me

Wan Jingtian shrugged: "If I say I don't know, do you believe it?"

    Chen Qingzhi looked at Wan Jingtian's eyes seriously, and Wan Jingtian looked at him without guilty conscience. After a while, he said, "If this is the case, then you go."

    Chen Qingzhi still put away his murderous heart: "I promised you, as long as you can come here, I will let you go. But once you leave, I won't live in this place anymore. The world is so big, we both It will be indefinite later!"

    Chen Qing's words were believed, which greatly relieved Wan Jingtian; but he said that he would move out, but he surprised Wan Jingtian-this is a new house just built! I can't help it? What a wayward! But think about it if Chen Qingzhi left, Chen Zhong and Chen Yi would definitely follow. When Wan Jingtian moved over with the villagers and villagers, wouldn't there be no objection?

    "If you really leave, then you can live in this house for me!" Wan Jingtian admired the surroundings triumphantly. This time he looked at his own "property" with a good attitude, and did not notice Chen Qingzhi at all. Already frowned.

    "But," Wan Jingtian regained his gaze and looked at Chen Qingzhi seriously again, "I can't go yet. I'm here to see you this time because there is something urgent to ask for your help."

    Chen Qingzhi made a forbidden gesture with one hand to stop Wan Jingtian from hurriedly saying: "Whoever comes to me is not asking for something? It's a pity that I have seen through the world and don't want to get involved anymore. So you go, I I won't promise you."

    "No, I want you to save my friend's life! You have to help with this, or if you don't!" Wan Jingtian said firmly.

    Chen Qingzhi smiled weakly but arrogantly, he raised his eyebrows: "What? Can you force me?"

    Song Xiaochuan's situation disturbed Wan Jingtian's heart, and he couldn't understand Chen Qingzhi's attitude at this time. His face suddenly changed, stood up, condescendingly grabbed Chen Qingzhi by the collar, and slowly approached Chen Qingzhi with a cracked face.

    Regardless of whether Chen Qingzhi's words are true or not, if he can't even save Song Xiaochuan, Song Xiaochuan will only have a dead end!

    No, Song Xiaochuan can't die! Never die! !

    Thinking about this, his face became more sordid unconsciously.

    Chen Qingzhi never panicked, and his smile remained unchanged.

    There was a stalemate for five or six seconds, and Wan Jingtian realized that this is not a good strategy. This Chen Qingzhi obviously doesn't take hard things, even if he really has a way to save people, he can't use hard things.

    His momentum suddenly dissipated. He bowed his head and changed his tone of voice begging: "Mr. Ziyun, I really can't help it. Song Xiaochuan is now dying, and may die at any time. Gao Baoshan said that now only you can Save him!"

    He was called "Mr. Ziyun" instead of "Chen Qingzhi" because Chen Zhong and Chen Yi both called him that, and even more because he wanted to show his respect when asking for help.

    But Chen Qingzhi snorted contemptuously, pushed away Wan Jingtian's hand on his chest disgustingly, and said, "Are you mistaken? Everyone knows that Chen Qingzhi only knows how to arrange troops. How can this cure illness and save people? Come to me? Gao Baoshan is completely ill and went to the doctor!"

    Wan Jingtian's eyes widened: "You can't cure the disease?"

    "Of course not!" Chen Qingyi waved his hand. "If I know how to treat illnesses and save people, would I still end up with this?"

    "But Gao Baoshan said, you can't save yourself, maybe you can't save Song Xiaochuan!" Wan Jingtian was still unwilling.

    "If you can't save it, you can't save it!" Chen Qingzhi was a little impatient.

    "But you haven't asked him what illness he got!" Wan Jingtian patted the table suddenly, the cup on it was shaken a few times, and water spilled out.

    "Do you have to let me ask Ah Yi to drive you away?" Chen Qingzhi looked at the water on the table, and his voice became cold.

    Wan Jingtian knew very well in his heart that if Chen Yi came, let alone him, even with the addition of a Gaobao Mountain, there would be no resistance. Then he would not be thrown where he wanted to be!

    He had to force himself to calm down again: "Then, what are you going to do to help me? Song Xiaochuan really runs out of time!"

    "Do you want to save him anyway?" Chen Qingzhi asked suddenly.

    Wan Jingtian seemed to see Chen Qingzhi's hope of changing his mind, and quickly said with certainty: "Save him anyway!"

    Chen Qingzhi smiled: "Then change one life for another."

    Wan Jingtian took a deep breath: "You still want to kill me?"

    Chen Qingzhi gave him a white look: "Killing you is of little use to me, it's not worthwhile."

    "Then you want it?" Wan Jingtian didn't understand.

    "You saved my life, so I went to save Song Xiaochuan." Chen Qingzhi went to see Wan Jingtian playfully.

    But what a joke is this! Chen Qingzhi's illness cannot be helped by many doctors in the world. That's why he lives in seclusion here, hoping on the Phoenix Flower, which may or may not be useful at all. But that fire Phoenix flower is an extremely delicate spiritual thing, even under Chen Qingzhi's meticulous care, it only has a bud in three years.

    Such Chen Qingzhi, such a disease, how can he be saved by Wan Jingtian and He De?

    This is clearly another way of rejection by Chen Qingzhi!

    But Chen Qingzhi's approach, the resentment and despair in Chen Qingzhi's heart, Wan Jingtian is not completely incomprehensible—he has been alive soon, and Wan Jingtian has to toss him out of this last quiet place and save one. People who are irrelevant are indeed so cruel.

    However, comparing "the cruelty to Chen Qingzhi" and "the responsibility to Song Xiaochuan", Song Xiaochuan is still more urgent.

    Wan Jingtian said seriously: "As long as you save Song Xiaochuan, I swear, I will do my best to find a way to save you! When Xiaochuan really can't wait any longer!"

    "You said you want to save me?" Chen Qingzhi laughed suddenly, laughing!

    Wan Jingtian entered Chen Qingzhi's enchantment three times and had a conversation with Chen Qingzhi three times. In the three times, Chen Qingzhi never even spoke loudly. Now, laughing loudly!

    The weird smile made Wan Jingtian a bit cold behind him.

    Not long after it was ridiculous, he started coughing desperately, the coughing sound was very deep, and he heard it from the bottom of the lungs, and when he heard it, he couldn't control it, and his pale complexion began to become congested and red. The whole person squatted down, and the situation got worse and worse.

    Wan Jingtian was a little scared, so he quickly poured a bowl of tea and handed it over, patted his back and said: "You calm down, if you die now, I can't tell Chen Zhong and the others clearly."

    Chen Qingzhi turned his head and glanced at Wan Jingtian, and wanted to laugh again. Wan Jingtian glared back at him: "What is so funny about my words! You know you can't get emotional, but you still have to laugh so hard!"

    Wan Jingtian was scolding in his heart: Is this person sick for a long time, and mentally abnormal?

    Chen Qingzhi stroked his chest and gradually calmed down. There was an indescribable complexity in his eyes looking at Wan Jingtian, sadness, helplessness or... hope?

    "You can't save me." Chen Qingzhi said.