At this time, he began to seriously look at the young man in front of him, and the more he looked, the more amazed he became. His appearance is too handsome, and he may attract attention wherever he goes. And there is a faint and elegant aura about him that seems to be born with him, it seems that even if thousands of people stand together, he is still so aloof, and he is still the only person who everyone pays attention to! There was a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were indifferent to everything in the world. Only when he looked at the girl in his arms would he completely melt into softness.
And the tone of his speech was too peaceful, it seemed to be the tone of a superior who looked down on all living beings, although it was implied but not obvious. But it can't be hidden from the discerning people.
Mr. Long thought to himself. It seems that this person is absolutely extraordinary, he should be the contemporary heir of a certain big family! This kind of innate sense of superiority and magnanimity that can be shown casually is definitely not something that a small family or nouveau riche can cultivate! But this kind of courage, even the big family can definitely cultivate it.
Mr. Long couldn't help but become more curious about this person's origin.
Mr. Long's eyes fell on his left hand holding Ningxue, a pitch-black ring came into sight, his pupils shrank sharply, but they were immediately covered by him. His gaze and the instant change in his gaze fell into Ye Wuchen's eyes, he smiled at Mr. Long, and glanced at the black ring on his left hand with the corner of his eye, thoughtfully.
"Xue'er, stop crying, if you cry again, everyone will laugh at you." Ye Wuchen gently shook Ningxue's body, as if coaxing a newborn baby.
"I... I didn't cry, I'm just so happy..." Ye Ningxue suppressed her crying, her arms tightly wrapped around his neck, not wanting to let go for a moment.
Long Zhengyang finally couldn't help but asked: "Brother Ye, are you really alright? But the internal trauma from before is really..."
If it was an ordinary person who suffered such damage to his internal organs, he would definitely die a long time ago. It is already a miracle that he survived. Now standing here safe and sound is simply... incomprehensible. The innate aura of the flamingo egg should only be enough to keep him alive for a while, it is absolutely impossible to have such a miraculous effect.
Ye Wuchen nodded with a smile: "My injury is far from as serious as you imagined, and the exercises I practice can also automatically restore my own injuries. And although I can't move my body these two days, I have always been awake. I hear everything you say."
Ye Wuchen has indeed recovered, and there is no trace of trauma on his whole body. But the dozens of powerful auras lurking in his body seemed to be a dozen temporarily sleeping bombs, which would wake up again at some point, posing danger to his life.
Long Zhengyang frowned slightly, his face full of confusion.
"Your kindness to me and Xue'er, Wuchen will always remember it in my heart. I have caused you a lot of trouble these two days, and now I have no face to continue to bother you. Xue'er and I bid farewell."
He was not sloppy in speaking and doing things, and he was not sloppy. Mr. Long thought highly of him, and did not say anything to persuade him to stay, saying: "In this case, I, an old man, will not force you to stay. It's just that your body is really fine. Is it? Don't waste Ningxue girl's painstaking efforts."
"Mr. Xie Long is concerned. I really have no problems now." He lowered his head and patted Ningxue's soft back, and said softly, "Xue'er, it's time for us to leave. Say goodbye to your godfather and Brother Long."
Looking up from Wuchen's arms, Ningxue waved her hands with a face full of reluctance: "Brother is going to take Xue'er away...Grandfather, and Brother Long, thank you for your help to brother and Xueer, Xueer will definitely help you." I will always think of you, and I will let my brother bring Xueer to visit you often."
Mr. Long laughed heartily: "With your words, my godfather is really in a good mood."
"Farewell." Nodding slightly to them, Ye Wuchen didn't stop, and walked out straight away. Soon, Ye Ningxue's voice shouted "Goodbye, Grandfather..." came from outside the door, and the voice became farther and farther away.
"Going in such a hurry, even if his body is really completely recovered, little sister Ningxue still needs to take good care of her... But is his body really okay? I'm still a little dazed." Long Zheng Yang said casually.
Mr. Long was silent, and then he said to himself: "No... I met his grandson fifteen years ago. At that time, he was already five years old, and his bones were very thick. His age and appearance didn't seem right. It's strange."
"Grandpa, have you seen that person before?" Long Zhengyang asked.
Mr. Long shook his head, and said meaningfully: "Yang'er, if you have a chance, make friends with this person more, he should be very helpful to you in the future."
Long Zhengyang nodded, and then said in a low voice: "It's strange, why I always feel that this little brother seems to have seen it somewhere before."
"Brother, you said you would protect Xue'er for the rest of your life."
"Ok."
"Then don't leave Xue'er and go away alone, okay..."
"Ok!"
There was the sound of gurgling water, Ye Wuchen stopped, put Ningxue on a flat stone by the stream, gently wiped away the tear stains on her face with his fingers, and then gently stroked her There were many shallow marks on the face, and he said softly: "Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all."
Ye Wuchen tapped her little nose lightly, his eyes became sour again, he said with a smile: "It's all because of me that Xue'er has suffered so much, I know Xue'er will not blame me... Brother to you I swear that no matter where I go in the future, I will never leave Xue Er again."
Ningxue nodded vigorously, raised her eyebrows, and smiled lightly. That horribly damaged face is dazzlingly beautiful in Wuchen's eyes at this time.
His fingers slid across every red mark on her face, and wherever he went, the trace of injury was completely wiped away, without any trace left, as if it was not a wound, but just wiped away Stain. He used the power of "Wuchen Jue" to wipe away the wounds on her face and hands one by one, then held her in his arms again, carefully took off her pair of cute snow-white shoes, and brought Ningxue up. moans of pain.
Half of the white socks had been dyed red, one could imagine how much pain she had been enduring on her feet during the two days of running around. Wuchen's heart ached like a needle, and he didn't dare to take off her socks, then gently held her little feet, and the power poured in directly, completely repairing the wounds on her feet.
"Brother, you are so amazing, I don't feel any pain at all." Ye Ningxue kept staring at him, eyes that were seven points brighter than Jingzuan were full of obsession and attachment.
Taking off her two little socks, Ye Wuchen said in a low voice: "In the future, whoever makes you hurt again, I will make him regret it for the rest of his life."
His voice was too low, Ningxue didn't hear what he said clearly, she blinked her eyes and just looked at him like that. Only when you have lost, do you know how terrible it is. Only when he is lost and recovered can he truly realize how happy he is by his side.