When I woke up, it was already light, but the light of the tube building was still not very good.

In the tube shaped building, as long as the war drum is not sounded, the murderous spirit will not attack, and singing does not need to be prevented too much.

Moreover, he had figured it out. If Qin Yan really wanted to kill him, he would have done it.

In one night, the power of stars in Gao Song's body also recovered.

According to Yue Xincheng, Jia Hongyun is still outside. As long as the boy is not as stupid as Yue Xincheng, he should know what to do.

So as long as they survive and wait until the people of Longge or Xiuxian college, there is no need to worry about everything.

Suddenly, there was a scream in the room.

"Ah!"

Gao Ge turned his face, looked at the newly awakened female anchor, frowned, but didn't speak.

"Why are you here? Are we in the tube building now?" Asked the hostess.

The song didn't answer her.

What a shout.

The young people who came with the female anchor also woke up one after another, with painful expressions on their faces, as if they had a hangover for a long time.

"Cough, little friend, are you here to save us?" Master Wen sat down beside the singing and asked in a low voice.

"Do you think so?" Asked the singer.

Master Wen looked at the door, took a deep breath and said, "can't we leave here now?"

"You can try."

Master Wen is not going to try.

If they could go, they would have left long ago. Why wait until now?

He was depressed. He knew that the tube house was so dangerous. He wouldn't come with the female anchor and others. He thought he could make money by wandering around a little as usual.

It's said that there are so many ghosts in the world?

"Hey, there are no wet shoes standing by the river. The ancients sincerely didn't deceive me." Master Wen sighed.

He looked at master Wen and asked curiously, "what are you capable of? Can you tell me?"

Master Wen blushed and whispered, "my little hands can't go on the table. It's still not ugly."

It's not hard to sing.

The female anchor told him before that master Wen has real skills. However, from the perspective of singing, I think master Wen is a Jianghu warlock and a complete liar.

Haven't you found the light on him yet?

"Little friends, who are you?" Asked master Wen.

"Student."

Master Wen smiled, touched his chin and said, "don't be ridiculous, little friends. You are all capable. I can see that you are still immortals? If you are students, you can only be..."

Speaking of this, master Wen suddenly stopped and suddenly opened his eyes.

"Are you students of Xiuxian college?" Before he could answer with a loud song, he nodded his head and murmured, "yes, yes! You must be students of Xiuxian college. Only students of Xiuxian college can have your means. Last night, I saw you wielding a sword. If you were really happy, it must be a sword repair..."

Singing a little surprised: "at that time, you woke up?"

"Cough, and then fainted..." master Wen said awkwardly, "but I'm too weak to help. Please don't be surprised..."

In fact, master Wen is still very smart. He knows that in this case, if he and others want to leave safely, they can only rely on singing and others.

Therefore, it is certainly not a bad thing to brush more sense of existence and favor.

"You even know Xiuxian college, you can!" Singing and laughing.

Master Wen coughed and was quite embarrassed: "in fact, I am also half of the immortal world."

"Half?"

"HMM... the master who brought me up is a traitor of the immortal sect. It's a pity that he is full of skills. I only learned some fur and can't go on the table at all. Otherwise, I'll pursue the way of longevity. Why do I have to cheat every day for some external things?" When master Wen talked about these, he was even more bitter. He almost cried himself.

Singing and frowning: "money is dirt, a common thing and the source of all evil. Since you are also an immortal, how can you know?"

Master Wen burst into tears and said, "you're right..."

"No problem, meeting is fate. Although I'm not good at it, I also have some means. You transfer the source of all evil to me, and I'll help you bear the disaster."

Master Wen immediately stopped his tears, snorted coldly and sat aside: "you immortals really don't have a good man. Hum, monkey essence, monkey essence, when I'm stupid!"

Sing: "

"Boss, are we waiting for help now?" Yue Xincheng sat aside and asked bored.

Gao Ge took a deep breath and said, "we can also rush out. You're dead."

Yue Xincheng immediately lowered his head: "in fact, it's good for us to wait here."

"How are you recovering?" Xia Lu asked.

"Fifty percent." The Song said, "it should recover to 80% in the evening."

"Oh."

After a while, Qin Yan came again.

"Young Xia Gao, let's continue drinking!"

Singing is crazy.

This bastard had to drink with him last night until dawn. He didn't rest long and came to the door again.

Gaoge just wanted to find an excuse to refuse, but Qin Yan spoke again.

"Young Xia Gao, I have something to ask you."

Sing and stand up at once.

That's what he's waiting for now.

Last night he found that Qin Yan wanted to say something several times, but he held back.

Now, it seems that I can't help it.

Follow Qin Yan to the house last night.

There are still some photos on the wall of this room, but the room is in a mess. Obviously, general Qin, who was born in the military, didn't know much about the so-called way of being a guest, or they didn't regard themselves as any guests at all.

After sitting down, Gao Ge found that Qin Yan had not prepared wine at all.

That's what talking about business means.

"Cough, sorry, I can't find wine here." Qin Yan said.

It's embarrassing to sing and laugh.

After sitting down, Qin Yan didn't worry about opening his mouth, and didn't know what he was still thinking. The expression on his face looked very tangled.

After struggling for a long time, the song couldn't help urging: "general Qin, you're a military general. How can you talk like a little woman!"

Hearing this, Qin Yan immediately glared angrily and slapped him on the table: "presumptuous!"

"Will you tell me?"

"Hum, I asked." After Qin Yan said this, he lost his voice again.

Singing was too lazy to talk. He simply stood up and wandered around the room, which was a relief.

Suddenly, Qin Yan's voice came from behind.

"Young Xia Gao, would you like to hear a story?"

Gao Ge turned his face, looked at him, pondered for a long time, and slowly asked, "is it a bedtime story?"

Qin Yan smiled.

Suddenly, the strong wind rose, and the whole tube building turned into a beast again, roaring and roaring