Bo Yan smiled and said, "Go back~"

After the incident just now, Bo Yan was still very calm, not because he was cold-blooded, but because this was a necessary quality. He fought to the death and had no much emotion to talk about.

Xiangxiang nodded and returned to the camp with the horses and supplies. The things seized by her ability are naturally counted as his.

After the two returned to the camp, Bo Yan was locked up.

"How could you lock you up?" Xiangxiang came to the confinement room to visit Bo Yan.

"I don't know... I will not be locked up according to the truth." Bo Yan was indeed puzzled this time.

A few days later, Bo Yan was demoted to a civilian and lived in this remote place now.

[The memory media deliberately hides it, and the degree of fit is not enough, so it will no longer be played.] At this time, the Three Thousand Colors System jumped out of this passage.

"What does this mean? The media actually hides memories by itself?" Bai Youmo didn't understand some parts. He wanted to see why Bo Yan was caught through memory. There must be a conspiracy here.

"666~" said the white little human.

"You 6 yarns? I'm asking you..." Bai Youmo was speechless about the white villain's actions.

The white little man said directly: "I just didn't know that the topic was changed. Are you shattering this way?"

"I said why do you don't know so many magical tools?" Bai Youmo turned white and white little man alone.

"I also have many restrictions... Otherwise, wouldn't I do whatever I want?" The white villain asked Bai Youmo.

At this time, Ye Xiaoyue said: "You can't see why this person with special hair and beards is doing at Mr.'s house? Maybe there will be an answer."

"Yes..." Bai Youmo and the white villain reached a unified opinion and stopped talking.

The gentleman and the others had drunk tea for a long time, and Lu Ziming bowed to his lord and said, "I'll go out..."

"Go..." the lord said softly, not even waved his hand.

"That...Boyan..." Lu Ziming wanted to speak to his husband but stopped.

"What?" The gentleman put down the teacup and looked at Lu Ziming.

Lu Ziming said anxiously: "What do you think?"

"Go out and turn right..." said the gentleman.

Lu Ziming looked at the route and ran out in a flash.

The lord sighed at this time and said, "That was…"

The sir seemed to the lord at a glance and guessed what the lord was going to say. He wanted to interrupt, but he did not interrupt.

"I'll go out first..." Seeing that the husband did not respond, the lord ran out in a flash.

"It's true, you have to go to the cottage if you drink such a little tea..." The gentleman also stood up after talking to himself.

When the gentleman came back, the lord and Lu Ziming were already waiting for him.

"Boyan, I just said it right away... I won't have to find a toilet after drinking tea." Lu Ziming said.

The gentleman glanced at Lu Ziming and knew that it was the lord's instruction, so there was no reason to refuse, and said, "Brother Ziming will say it if you have something to do."

"Boyan, you should guess what we are going to do this time..." Lu Ziming said.

The gentleman shook his head: "I can't guess, I don't want to guess, and I don't dare to guess."

"Boyan, your words have finally become direct, it's great." Lu Ziming said.

The gentleman smiled bitterly and said, "Zi Ming, you are so direct. I can't argue if you go around in circles. Then I'll make you laugh."

"There's no choice. At first, the lord didn't let me directly. I wanted you to be direct first, but I didn't expect you to be able to hold it in." Lu Ziming glanced at his lord, but he still said something, and it seemed that he didn't seem to be much shy.

The lord picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"Tell me the serious business..." The gentleman saw the lord pick up the teacup, obviously wanting them to get into the topic as soon as possible.
Chapter completed!