When Shang Jianyao was still thinking about the meaning of the last sentence, Jiang Baimian quickly wrote:

"We didn't feel any abnormality, but the chip found something wrong, which means..."

Before she finished writing, Shi Shiran put away the paper and pen, continued to hold her chin, and looked at Qiao Chu's side face.

Shang Jianyao withdrew his gaze and guessed a little reason, but he didn't know what he could do or what to do, because there seemed to be some force stopping him from thinking deeply, not thinking about where the problem came from and where it came from, so that he didn't want to break a beautiful image from this.

The source of this power is not in the outside world, but in his heart.

Things in the world are already so difficult, why not let yourself intoxicated in your dreams?

Bang!

Under Qiao Chu's command, the jeep passed through the gap between several blue and black vines, and this inevitably hit and rubbed part of it.

These plants with slightly red spikes slid past the glass window, leaving countless extremely subtle scratches.

Shang Jianyao, who was looking for a countermeasure on the surface of his mind, subconsciously looked over, and in the dark and gloomy environment, he saw his silhouette reflected on the car window.

His heart moved, and his eyes suddenly became deep, and he wanted to use the ability of a "pretentious person" to himself.

If it works, he will immediately become pretentious and his actions deviate from the preset logic after the impact.

For example, Jiang Baimian, Bai Chen, and Long Yuehong also stared at Qiao Chu and asked to leave with retreating. For example, they had to make things clear under such a crisis...

When this abnormality occurs, the situation will change, and no matter whether the change is good or bad, some problems will be exposed, helping Shang Jianyao return to "reality".

A few seconds later, Shang Jianyao's eyes returned to normal.

He looked down at his hands, then at himself reflected in the car window, shook his head in a very small range.

His attempt failed.

"Pretty people" seem to be different from "reasoning clowns", and cannot affect themselves through this simple, mirror-looking method.

Shang Jianyao withdrew his gaze and thought seriously. Qiao Chu focused on directing Bai Chen through this swamp covered with terrible vines, and had no time to take care of him.

Suddenly, Shang Jianyao's mouth moved and raised slightly.

In this depressing and dark environment, he smiled like a mentally ill person.

After about ten seconds, Shang Jianyao's expression returned to normal.

He thought about it with a frown slightly, and his eyes gradually shining.

He looked at himself reflected in the car window again and muttered:

"Jiang Baimian has long legs, and I have long legs too..."

Jiang Baimian turned his head when he heard this, his face full of confusion.

She raised her hand and touched the metal cochlea in her left ear, and used her movements to indicate that she didn't hear clearly.

Shang Jianyao ignored her and continued to mutter:

"Jiang Baimian is very awesome, and I am very awesome..."

Qiao Chu heard Shang Jianyao's words, but on the one hand he wanted to distinguish the distribution of vines, the conditions of the road, the various details of the swamp, and was distracted. On the other hand, he felt that this sounded nothing wrong, just like a jealous concubine who was privately slandering the favored person.

Long Yuehong followed Shang Jianyao, not understanding what he was going to do.

Since he didn't understand the situation, he definitely had no idea of ​​revealing the secret and protecting Qiao Chu.

Shang Jianyao looked at himself on the car window glass, his eyes becoming deeper:

"so?"

The next second, he asked and answered:

“We are the same.”

Shang Jianyao's expression changed rapidly, and it was slightly distorted, as if he was trying his best to suppress something.

"What was he talking about just now?" Jiang Baimian looked at Shang Jianyao and asked Long Yuehong.

"He said that you have long legs, he has long legs, you are powerful, he is also powerful, so you are the same." Long Yuehong picked up the key points and repeated it.

Jiang Baimian subconsciously opened her mouth and wanted to reply, but then she closed her mouth again.

After a few seconds, she laughed out loud and said to Shang Jianyao:

"Is it interesting for you to do this?"

Seeing that the four-person group didn't think there was any big problem with Shang Jianyao's words just now, they discussed it without any concealment. Qiao Chu, who was already in a hurry to be distracted, was even more disregardless of this little episode.

At this moment, Shang Jianyao left his butt, leaned forward, and grabbed Qiao Chu's shoulder.

Qiao Chu subconsciously wanted to reach out and pull out the "United 202" from the gun bag on his waist, but he found that he could not lift his right hand.

This is not because Shang Jianyao grabbed his shoulder, causing his joints to be locked, but because he could not do this action at all, as if he never had this function.

A layer of cold sweat suddenly emerged from Qiao Chu's back, and instinctively turned his head and looked at Shang Jianyao in the back row:

"what are you up to?"

Shang Jianyao's eyes were scorching and his shoulders were tightly grasped, and a crazy smile came out of the corner of his mouth:

"I want to get to you!"

Jiang Baimian opened his mouth slightly, not knowing whether to scold, laugh, or stop it.

Long Yuehong and Bai Chen, who were unknown, were both surprised and confused at this moment, and seemed to be witnessing the gods descending to earth. No, the devil descended.

Qiao Chu's expression became distorted, but his face did not turn red, as if he had encountered too many similar situations.

There were suddenly invisible ripples in those golden eyes.

While trying desperately to resist Shang Jianyao's power to drag him back, Qiao Chu turned his head and said gently to Bai Chen:

"Give him a toy."

Bai Chen didn't know why, so he habitually stepped on the brakes.

She opened the armrest box blankly and took out a few pieces of paper and a ballpoint pen.

At this time, Shang Jianyao was a little impatient and suddenly changed his position with his hands.

He pinched Qiao Chu's neck with his left hand, and clamped his right fist, and was about to hit the opponent's ear under his ear, trying to knock him out and disintegrate all resistance.

Almost at the same time, Qiao Chu's body became extremely soft, like a huge, human-shaped python.

As he shrank and waved, his neck strangely broke out from Shang Jianyao's palm, making him look slippery.

Immediately afterwards, he spoke with a gentle voice and a very fast speech:

“Isn’t drawing good?”

Shang Jianyao's movements paused instantly, and his expression showed unconcealed doubts and confusion.

He then looked at Bai Chen, took the paper and pen from the other party, and the smile on his face became slightly obvious.

After getting the paper and pen, Shang Jianyao couldn't wait to sit down and draw a picture using his thigh as a cushion.

He looked very focused and his whole body was extremely quiet, like a child who was addicted to his hobbies.

Seeing this, Qiao Chu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

His eyes swept around coldly and said with a smile without a smile:

"It turns out that there are awakened people among you.

"It's a pity, so do I."

His hands have returned to normal and he has mastered the gun handle of "United 202".

This is his own pistol.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Qiao Chu gave up the idea of ​​pulling out his gun and shooting Shang Jianyao, and smiled slightly:

"Praise my kindness and tolerance, and you will have more use in the future.

"I don't accept your obsession, but it's understandable that there was even a horse that chased me for more than a hundred kilometers before."

Jiang Baimian was very impressed and sincerely exclaimed:

"So amazing."

"So amazing." Shang Jianyao did not raise his head to draw, while repeating Jiang Baimian's words.

Jiang Baimian then inquired:

"Where are you from?"

"Where are you from?" Shang Jianyao repeated the reading again.

Jiang Baimian couldn't help but glared at him, thought for a few seconds, and said "hoo":

"I have breasts, you don't."

Shang Jianyao was about to repeat, but his expression suddenly became confused again.

After a few seconds of silence, he focused again and continued to draw quietly.

At this time, Qiao Chu had already sat upright and answered Jiang Baimian's question in a deep voice:

"This is not what you should know."

"I understand." Jiang Baimian didn't think it was offensive and smiled sweetly.

Qiao Chu turned to Bai Chen, who had already stepped on the brakes:

"continue."

Bai Chen had no objection, and once again, under Qiao Chu's command, he walked through the vine "forest" deep in the swamp.

During this process, Shang Jianyao kept drawing until he completed a work.

Then, he seemed to break free from a dream, and looked at the child's graffiti-like picture in surprise.

He raised his head, looked at the back of Qiao Chu's head, and silently said nothing.

As time goes by, his condition becomes similar to Long Yuehong and the others again.

However, he did not forget to fold the picture in his hand and put it in his pocket.

Jiang Baimian tried to sneak a glance at what he had drawn but failed to do so.

After walking for a few more hours, a group of mosquitoes the size of fingers and the dark red heads suddenly flew out among the blue and black vines.

"Unfortunate..." Seeing this, Qiao Chu couldn't help but curse, and Bai Chen's body also became tense instinctively.

A group, two groups, three groups, more and more giant mosquitoes flew out from different vines, and were filled with darkness.

These hideous mosquitoes with dark red heads gathered together like black smoke, densely filled with them, covering the sky and blocking every gap.

In such a scene, they seem to be from the army of hell, or from the curse of the old world.

"Close the window and rush over!" Qiao Chu gave an order in a deep voice.
Chapter completed!