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He did not understand why it felt so terrible.

The corner of the middle-aged man's mouth twitched. He didn't even understand what was going on.

"You mean Miss Gu?" The middle-aged man asked with a hesitant tone. However, no matter how hazy the night was, it couldn't stop the schadenfreude in her eyes.

"…" The black shadow did not say anything, but stared at him with a pair of cold eyes. The middle-aged man's forehead began to sweat from the pressure, and his legs became so weak that he wanted to sit down on the ground!

Finally, he no longer dared to pretend to be thirteen. He asked pointedly, "Sir, could it be that you like Miss Gu …"

He did not say much, only a few words. He was certain that if he spoke a few more words, this great deity would throw him out!

"Like it?" A certain great god was somewhat dazed and asked doubtfully, "What is' like '?"

The heck!

The middle-aged man howled in his heart. You want an old monster who's lived for more than a thousand years to explain to you what it means to be fond of a young man?! God, you better let him kill me, wuu …

"Speak!" The middle-aged man organized his thoughts. No matter what, he still had some experience in solving the problem of young people's puppy love. One must know that in the past, he was the sage in love who caught up to Miss Yiyi the Flower Bird.

Helping an emotional idiot deal with a young loli was an easy task.

So he cleared his throat and felt that he had grown taller and more serious. "I like it," he said, "because when you see a person, your heart beats wildly and you lose the rhythm, you feel happy when you see her smile, you feel sad when you see her unhappy, you feel sad when you see her unhappy, and you worry about everything she does, and want to do whatever you can do for her because she feels angry walking around with other boys, so you want to kill the boy and beat his butt along the way and you'll start feeling sorry for her and treat her like your own weak spot …"

After the middle-aged man made up his mind, his eyes lit up as he looked at a certain deity who was lost in thought. The deity had been thinking for a long time, but his eyebrows were knitted together, yet he had not said a single word.

The middle-aged man secretly wondered, could it be that he was mistaken? This bastard had treated Gu Hua Wei and that b * tch as his little sister, so he had misled them …

What the f * ck, why are you doing this …

After a long while, the God finally raised his head, his face filled with resentment, "Why? Why do I not feel like my heart is thumping in my chest?"

As expected, his guess was right. The uncle wailed. He clearly wasn't attracted to the girl, but what are you doing here? It's simply … I X.

"I don't feel happy seeing her happy either. I feel sad seeing her sad. I'm not worried about her at all …" The God said this very carefully, with a hint of anger in his tone, "Hmph! How can I be so ashamed for a mere mortal! "

The middle-aged man could only hold his forehead and say, "Sir, what you have said is the truth."

The God couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his chest, gritting his teeth. "Absolutely true."

The middle-aged uncle didn't notice his little movements, "Then have you thought about doing something for her …" "Such as making her happy, and making her keep looking at you …"

"Nope." He frowned, his eyebrows cold. "I don't even like her."

"Have you ever been jealous?"

"Nope." Without even thinking about it, he immediately denied that he would be jealous for a mere mortal.

That adulterer, he wasn't jealous, he wasn't …

The middle-aged uncle: Then you little bastard, tell me, who was it that got mad at that little bastard on Hidden Cloud Peak tonight? Is it you or is it you …

"Then let me ask you, who is the 'adulterer' that you have been reciting?" It turned out that he had unknowingly said these two words.

God Ye Qiu was stunned, adulterer?! Wasn't the adulterer the one who snatched him away …

What did you take away from him...

He stopped thinking and blankly stared at the middle-aged uncle who was staring at him with a smile that was not a smile. He angrily said, "There's no adulterer!"

"Your Excellency, I am asking you one last question."

"What …"

"Do you still remember the Wangyou Flower?"

God turned his head and felt some disdain. Wasn't that the poison that struck that dumb woman a while ago? How could he not remember? It was clearly just an illusion. That woman was really stupid. She almost died inside!

Seeing that the little bastard wasn't talking, the middle-aged uncle knew that he must still remember.

So he asked, "Do you remember what you said to me when I stopped you from going to save her?"

His black body slightly stiffened as he blankly stared at the night incense on the ground, unable to say a word.

"I told you, the Wangyou Flower will make the poisoned people experience the most painful thing in their lives. If the poisoned people don't wake up in the sunlight of the second day, then the poisoned person will lose all of their cultivation in the illusion and die in the illusion for the rest of their lives. What did you tell me?"

The black figure raised its eyes and stared at a certain corner above the valley.

"Miss Gu did not wake up in the middle of the night. You said that you wanted to save her, but I stopped you. You said two words to me, do you still remember?"

The middle-aged man stared sinisterly at the black figure and snickered in his heart. This lord who cared so much about face was really too adorable.

"The two words you said to me were — instinct."

Instinct told him to save her from the start, even if his own life was in danger.

His instincts told him not to give up on her.

If this was not love, then who would tell him, this middle-aged lover, just what was love?

"Have you ever thought about why you would use the word 'instinct'?" Although he knew that this little bastard would definitely ignore him, love still needed his senior's guidance. Thus, he decided to give his all to this little bastard who did not understand the concept of love.

He was truly afraid that one day, that seemingly foolish and incompetent little girl would be unable to bear with their seemingly uninteresting and uninteresting lord and send him flying with a kick. In the end, the ones who were unlucky were his pitiful subordinates.

But what a wonderful thing it would be for a lonely man like them to have a lover and to love each other.

Back then, for his dream of roaming the world, it had always been a great pain in his heart for him to decisively abandon Miss Bird Yi Yi, who was deeply in love with him.

If he could do it all over again, he would go up to Miss Wu Yi and say three words to her. If he had to add a time limit to those three words, wuu, he hoped it would be ten thousand years.

His poor first love...