Lin Juncheng smiled again and went to sleep happily.

******

Qin Li opened his eyes and sat up only to find that his body had returned to what it was before he was reborn.

"It turned out to be a dream." Qin Li recalled the scene in the dream with some nostalgia, "I almost forgot that Lin Juncheng was such a sweet and cute wife when he was a child."

Lin Juncheng put his arms around his waist and said lazily, "I just seemed to hear what you were saying, Zhengtai..."

"Yeah." Qin Li said, "I dreamed about my childhood last night, and I really miss it."

Lin Juncheng suddenly laughed, "I remembered it before, you used to be so dumb and cute."

"……stay?"

"Yeah, every time I pretended to cry when I was young, you would promise me anything. It's so foolish. I still remember that time...and the last time..."

Qin Li: "..."

There is no longer any soft and cute! !

☆、64 Western Fantasy (13)

In fact, Qin Li has done a lot of this kind of things, and he doesn't have the same sense of shame before, but he just feels a little embarrassed.

Calanhill's pale face also turned an unnatural red, and looked at Qin Li in a panic, as if he couldn't breathe. Where is the cool atmosphere of the tyrant just now?

The kiss ended quickly, and Qin Li was pulled up by Vergil who had reacted.

"You...you, what were you doing just now?" Fergil looked at Qin Li with a flushed face, and stretched out his hand that had changed back and wiped it on his lips, "How can such a dirty thing be kissed casually! What if he was brainwashed."

"It doesn't matter..." Qin Li's mouth hurt a little from the rubbing of his mouth, and he couldn't help but push his hand away, "How can it be so easy to control."

Turning his head to look at Calanhill, he saw that his face was flushed and he looked extremely painful. He was panting heavily on the ground with his hands on the ground, and the sweat on his cheeks condensed into water droplets and fell down.

Probably the skill given by the God of Light worked. Qin Li breathed a sigh of relief, wondering if this time Calanhill could be freed from the control of the Dark God, the head of the FFF regiment.

"What happened to him?" Fergil looked at Calanhill with some doubts, and suddenly said, "Why don't we take advantage of this great opportunity to kill him."

Qin Li: "...No!!" Calanhill is also the target of the raid anyway!

"..." Vergil looked at him puzzled, "Why not?"

"We have to find out the location of the Dark God from his mouth." Qin Li thought of a fair reason, "If he dies, we don't know when we will find the Dark God."

"Is that so." Vergil nodded and whispered, "I thought you had a crush on him just now."

"Don't think about it." Qin Li coughed unnaturally. I don't know why he always felt like the backyard was on fire... Even now, one's favorability rating is not even 100.

"That's good." Vergil showed a sunny smile. "I didn't tell you before. In fact, after you signed a contract with me, you can no longer marry a wife and have children."

"Wait?" Qin Li said, "This is not a marriage contract ∑(っ °Д °;)っ"

"Although it's not a marriage contract, it's actually the same." Vergil said worriedly: "You won't regret it, right?"

It's just like buying and selling! Qin Li said helplessly: "...Since it's already like this, there's nothing I can do to regret it..."

"That's right." Vergil nodded. "In this world, apart from the God of Light, probably no one can break this contract."

At this time, Callanhill on the ground suddenly raised his head, looked at him with a confused look, and said, "...Ed...Wyn?"

"Have you recovered your memory!?" Qin Li squatted down quickly, looked at Callanhill and said, "How do you feel now?" It is indeed the power of light, it is so cool.

"I... don't know." Callanhill's face was even more ugly than before. He suddenly covered his mouth with his hands and coughed, and bright red blood flowed from his fingers.

"Are you okay!!?" Qin Li quickly supported him.

Fergil squatted down angrily, and poked Calanhill's cheek with his hand, "Where is the Dark God?"

"I can't tell you..." Even though it was extremely painful, Calanhill looked at Vergil coldly.The two forces of light and darkness collided in his body, as if a fire was burning in his internal organs, and the broken memories also vaguely appeared in his mind.

"You bastard!" Fergil scratched his silver hair in distress. "Otherwise, let's hand him over to the elders."