On the way to the airport, Yun Miao has been chatting with Gu Zhiqi.

In the past, when Yun Miao was the driver, Gu Zhiqi and Su Yunling were the ones chatting, and Yun Miao didn't dare to interrupt.

Today Su Yunling is finally gone, Yun Miao naturally wants to hurry up and chat with Gu Zhiqi.

Yun Miao is a chatterbox, he can chatter about anything, and Gu Zhiqi responds from time to time.

While talking, Yun Miao talked about Gu Zhiqi's drunkenness.

"Miss Gu, you won't be able to eat Jiuniangxiaowanzi anymore, you don't know, after you get drunk, it's like a different person."

Looking back now, Yun Miao felt a little cold.

After all, the drunk Miss Gu is really too cold.

His temper is cold, his voice is cold, his eyes are also cold, and there is even a chill in his bones.

daunting.

Hearing Yun Miao's words, Gu Zhiqi slightly raised his eyebrows, "What do I look like when I'm drunk?"

Because of the fragments, Gu Zhiqi didn't remember any of her drunken memories, but she was still curious about how she looked after being drunk.

Thinking of the confusing behavior she occasionally read about drunkenness on the Internet, Gu Zhiqi fell silent.

Could it be that she went crazy after being drunk?

"Miss Gu, have you forgotten?" Yun Miao said this first, and then continued, "After you're drunk, you look quite cold-tempered."

Gu Zhiqi listened, but did not speak, waiting for Yun Miao's next words.

"Also calling himself my lord."

Gu Zhiqi listened and remained silent.

After Yun Miao finished speaking, she thought about it carefully, and then said to Gu Zhiqi: "You still asked me if I saw your whisk."

Speaking of this, Yun Miao suddenly glanced at Gu Zhiqi in the rearview mirror, "By the way, Miss Gu, have you found your whisk?"

Gu Zhiqi listened, but fell into silence.

whisk?

What whisk?

"I don't have a whisk."

Among the Taoist disciples, some people do use whisks, but in her school, not everyone can use whisks.

Only after becoming a tenth-rank mystic master and possessing a title can he be bestowed by the master.

Among her teachers, there are only two people who are qualified to use whisks, one is her master and the other is her senior brother.

Originally, she was the most promising to become the third tenth-rank mystic in the sect, but something happened.

She was hunted down by the enemies, and was killed at the peak of the ninth rank.

"Ah? You don't have a whisk?" Now it was Yunmiao's turn to be confused.

"En." Gu Zhiqi just responded lightly.

Perhaps, because of the obsession, he may still be thinking about it when he is drunk.

She had become a ninth-order peak profound master very early, but she was stuck at the ninth-order peak for hundreds of years.

She has been looking for a way to break through, but, until she was killed, she failed to become a tenth-order profound master.

"No, you also said it's an ice-white whisk." Yun Miao said in confusion.

Gu Zhixi heard this, but turned his eyes to the outside of the car, "It's just drunk talk."

Ice white whisk?

Master's whisk is ice white, and she liked it very much when she first saw it, and she often played with it secretly when she was a child.

The master once said that when she became a tenth-rank profound master, he would personally refine an identical whisk for her.

Yun Miao listened to Gu Zhiqi's answer, and did not continue this topic anymore.

**

The plane at ten o'clock, Gu Zhiqi arrived at the airport at half past nine, and Gu Xiyue was already waiting at the airport at that time.

After the two met, they boarded the plane.

It took three hours to fly from Haicheng to Sencheng. After the two arrived in Sencheng, they didn't go to the Medical League immediately. Gu Xiyue first took Gu Zhiqi to have lunch in Sencheng.

Only three chapters have been produced, and one more chapter will be released later

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