Han Yue went there for three hours. Three hours later, Han Yue came back and sat opposite Qin Shou and shook his head, "I asked many people for asking, but there was no useful news."

Qin Shou said: "You can ask where you have had a fight recently, the kind that fights are very fierce."

Han Yue sneered: "In the Styx River, every time you breathe, hundreds of people are fighting, or even more. Every time you blink, you have died, countless people are dead..."

Qin Shou muttered: "You guys are so messy."

Then Qin Shou suddenly realized a question and asked: "Did you fight with someone too?"

Han Yue stretched out her waist, and Yingying's slim waist looked particularly tempting under the flames in the darkness. Then she leaned against the stone and said, "You should ask, when did I have never fought?"

Qin Shou was silent and looked back at the rolling and turbulent River Styx. Qin Shou felt a lot of emotion.

Qin Shou remembered that some scientists on Earth said that no matter how strong the wind and waves on the sea surface are, they actually cannot affect the seabed. If the sea water is deep enough, the seabed will be calm enough. But this sentence is obviously not suitable here. Although the surface of the Styx is surging, no one has died. But under the Styx, there is probably a bloody road to become a river... Qin Shou even suspected that the reason why the Styx is so surging is probably because of the group of Shuras being disturbed at the bottom of the water.

At the same time, Qin Shou also looked at Han Yue in front of him with some pity. He could not imagine how a girl survived in an environment where someone wanted you to live anytime, anywhere.

"Uh..." Qin Shou wanted to say something.

As a result, Qin Shou found that Han Yue had fallen asleep leaning against the stone. But even if she fell asleep, her long eyelashes would tremble from time to time. Obviously, she was not sleeping peacefully.

A gust of wind blew, and Qin Shou silently took out a quilt from the Black Demon God's Box and walked over.

Qin Shou gently lifted the quilt and was about to put it down...

choke!

A cold light flashed by!

As the strong wind blew, Qin Shou had only one corner of the quilt left in the cup in his hand.

At the same time, Qin Shou saw Han Yue looking at Qin Shou with a cold light in her eyes, and Qin Shou said helplessly: "Beauty, don't you have to do this, right? It's a cold day, just cover you with a quilt."

Han Yue looked at the quilt in Qin Shou's hand, her pretty face turned red, and she knew she had made the wrong move, but she still said stubbornly: "Who wants you to cover the quilt? With my strength, this little wind is not cold!"

After saying that, Han Yue turned her head and turned her back to Qin Shou.

Qin Shou looked at the dead duck-mouthed woman, shook her head slightly, patted the quilt, and the broken quilt turned into elements all over the sky, and the elements reorganized into plush quilts, and then Qin Shou gently covered Han Yue's body.

Han Yue's body almost shook subconsciously, but she did not refuse, looked back, and didn't say anything.

Qin Shou knew she was not sleeping, so he scratched his head and asked, "Are you so uneasy when you sleep?"

Han Yue said: "I am so down-to-earth that I am dead."

Qin Shou was speechless...

Qin Shou said: "Your public security is so bad?"

Han Yue said: "What is public security?"

Qin Shou was speechless for a while. He really didn't know how to explain. After thinking for a long time, he said, "This public security is... well... everyone treats each other like the ancestor of the Styx."

Han Yue sneered and said, "Don't everyone do this? Who can be the new ancestor if you don't kill the ancestor of the Styx?"

Qin Shou was completely confused. He found that with his own worldview, he could not imagine what kind of life the Shuras lived! Moreover, he could not continue talking about this.

Qin Shou patted Han Yue and said, "Okay, you're exhausted before, so take a good rest."

Han Yue nodded and there was no movement. After a while, her breath gradually calmed down, and she was obviously asleep.

Qin Shou sat next to the fire, looking at Han Yue's curved back, which seemed more enchanting because of her sideways, her eyes were no longer as physical reactions as before, and she felt a little more pity.

After a short time of getting along, Qin Shou could see that Han Yue was a woman who dared to love and hate, but under her strong surface, she was covered with scarred heart.

She would kill Qin Shou for a sentence that might be said to be ugly, and would also hold her to talk for a long time because of a praise for Qin Shou. This is not because he is simple or stupid, but because such praise is too rare in the Styx. No woman doesn't like others to say that she is beautiful, let alone a woman who is really beautiful but has been disliked since childhood, called her ugly, and may be killed at any time?

But what Qin Shou couldn't understand was that the two of them had known each other for so long, why was Han Yue willing to work so hard to help him?

Is it Qin Shou’s own charm?

Qin Shou himself didn't believe this. He was just a rabbit, so how could he have the bullshit charm!

Qin Shou couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking. He sat on the top of the mountain and looked at the surging river Styx, muttering to himself: "Flat head, flat head, don't die...that would be too boring."

Hell has always been black. There is no sun, no moon, and no lights in the underworld as a symbol of alternating black and white.

Qin Shou estimated that time could only rely on the biological clock... At this time, Qin Shou really hoped that he could have a watch in his hand, but unfortunately he didn't know the structure of the watch at all, and he couldn't make it.

An hour later, Han Yue woke up, lifted the plush quilt, yawned and said, "Eat!"

After saying that, Han Yue took out a thing from her shorts' pocket that she didn't know what it was. Qin Shou looked at the dark thing and asked subconsciously: "What is that?"

Han Yue said naturally: "Eat it! Meat!"

Qin Shou said: "What meat?"

Han Yue said: "I don't know, I'm robbing someone else's. Do you eat it?"

Qin Shou nodded and said, "Give me some, I'll try it."

Han Yue tore a small piece to Qin Shou, saying it was a small piece, but it was actually almost half the size. It can be seen that Han Yue was not stingy with Qin Shou.

Qin Shou took it over and smelled it. It smelled bad. He licked it with his tongue. He suddenly got up, ran away, hid behind a big stone and vomited! It would be fine if the meat was very bitter. The bloody smell in the meat was mixed with the smell of earth. It would be torment for Qin Shou, who was used to eating delicious food, to eat it.

"Rabbit, what are you doing?" Han Yue asked.

When Qin Shou heard this, he quickly ran back, then pulled out the meat in Han Yue's mouth, threw it hard, and instantly turned into a meteor.

Seeing this scene, Han Yue became hot: "Rabbit, what are you doing? Why are you wasting food?"

Qin Shou drank a sip of water and said, "The shitty food is so unpalatable. Aren't you Shura? Just absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. What are you doing with this thing?"

Han Yue snorted coldly and said, "Are you stupid?" Then Han Yue remembered that the rabbit was not Shura, so she explained, "We Shura are different from other gods. Our body structure requires us to eat a lot. Otherwise, there will be problems in the body! Rabbit, I know that the outside world is rich in supplies, but this is not the outside world, this is the Styx! There are only Shura in the Styx, and all other creatures have been killed. Shura is not for production, but only responsible for killing. In the Styx, the most valuable thing is not bullshit treasures, but food!
Chapter completed!