Being touched by him like this, Zi Luo instantly woke up from the word "trash". Rescued the mercenary who said the word "trash".
Zi Luo looked up, dressed in white clothes that were more snowy, under the sword eyebrows that were neither thick nor light, the narrow eyes were like gurgling spring water, warm and moist like a spring breeze, the nose was hanging like a gall, straight like a blue distant mountain, and her lips were as thin as the color of her lips. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his slender fingers were still holding Zi Luo's hand. The man in white said, "Little brother, it's okay, brother will protect you." He once swore in front of his brother's grave that if Let him meet someone similar to his younger brother, and he will protect her for the rest of his life.
A few short sentences revealed that the man wanted to protect Zi Luo's heart, Zi Luo's heart warmed up, and he smiled slightly, "Thank you brother in white." Everything blooms like spring, blows across the face like a spring breeze, and sprinkles to the heart like drizzle to nourish and refresh the spleen.
The man in white woke up from Zi Luo's smile, lowered his head and asked softly: "Little brother, my name is Murong Yichen, how about you?"
"Zi Luo, brother Yichen." Zi Luo replied softly.
Murong Yichen took Zi Luo's hand and walked towards the tent in the distance, and said while walking, "Luo'er, go to brother's tent, it's not too late now, let's go look inside tomorrow."
"Yeah." Zi Luo nodded, expressing her understanding. She trembled slightly when she heard Murong Yichen call her Luoer, but she didn't say anything. She acquiesced that Murong Yichen called her Luoer. The last word of protection made Zi Luo remember a man named Murong Yichen. Seeing the man holding her hand, Zi Luo smiled faintly, this feeling seems to be pretty good.
Standing in front of the tent in the distance, watching the young master approaching and Zi Luo beside the young master, everyone was surprised. Since he became the young master of the Murong family, he has slaughtered all directions and eradicated a bunch of people, especially those who bullied his younger brother, he didn't let go of a single one. It was also after that time that he put on a gentle mask.
No one can touch him, because they hate being touched, but they actually saw their young master holding the hand of a boy. Although this boy is a bit prettier, it is not enough for the young master to hold him. I still remember that a noble lady took the young master's arm unexpectedly, and the young master beheaded the girl without saying a word. At that time, the blood was splashed all over the ground, which was very miserable. This time, the young master actually held an unknown person, Don't make them weird.
Ignoring the stunned silence of the crowd, Murong Yichen walked over the crowd to his tent, reluctantly let go of Zi Luo's hand, and said to the people outside: "It's okay, what are you doing outside? Get some food and come in. By the way, bring some more buckets of hot water." Hearing the words of the young master in the tent with a bad tone, there was a sudden rush outside, those who brought food took food, those who boiled water, the sound of ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, etc. Affecting Zi Luo's current mood, it feels so good to be cared about. Looking at Zi Luo who raised the corner of his mouth slightly, Murong Yichen was also in a pretty good mood.
It didn't take much effort, and a plate of delicious dishes appeared in front of the two of them. The efficiency was really fast. It was worthy of being the entourage of the children of the aristocratic family. In the past few years in the Dream Forest, Zi Luo had never eaten such a good dish. In the past few years in the dream forest, Zi Luo only ate some barbecue, and he could not eat food for cultivation, but in his previous life, Zi Luo’s biggest hobby was food besides cultivation, so, looking at the food in front of him, Zi Luo lost his composure, He picked up the chopsticks, swept towards the food on the table, and ate hungrily.
Looking at the imageless Zi Luo, Murong Yichen's eyes flashed with distress. It's been so long since he hasn't eaten, yet he can be so hungry. Murong Yichen regards Zi Luo's current eating behavior as starving, so it's no wonder that Murong It's Yichen. The dishes were swept away like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves. Ten minutes later, there were only empty plates left on the huge table. It’s too fast, there’s nothing left for you.”
Seeing such a playful little move, the pain in Murong Yichen's eyes deepened, and he smiled slightly, "It's okay, I'm already full just watching you eat." He took out a handkerchief and wiped off the oil stains from the corners of Ziluo's mouth, just like this This simple action caused huge waves in the hearts of the two of them at the same time. Zi Luo did not expect that Murong Yichen would take out a handkerchief to wipe the oil stains from the corners of his mouth. Murong Yichen felt very satisfied because of this calm action.
"Brother Yichen, did you also go to the fantasy forest to snatch the beast?" Zi Luo tried her best to hide the embarrassment in her heart, so she said.
"No, I came here to look for the Soul Eater Grass, and the people who followed me outside were sent by the family to find the beast." When Murong Yichen said about the family, a sharp light and a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his head. Zi Luo, who was shaking her head, didn't notice anything wrong in Murong Yichen's eyes.
"Soul Eater Grass, Brother Yichen, whose magical power has backfired, is the situation serious?" Upon hearing that it was Soul Eater Grass, Zi Luo's first reaction was that the magic power of the person Murong Yichen cared about had backfired.
"It turns out that Luo'er has also heard of the Soul-eating Grass. She is the younger sister of a friend of my brother. I will go ahead. After they make arrangements, they will come here to meet me. Then we will go to find the Soul-eating Grass together. After all, in the In the fantasy forest, it is still not enough with my current cultivation base. Besides, there are more people and more strength, so it is easier to find them.
And the family members are worried about me, they just happened to come to the dream forest to find the beast, but they couldn't resist my mother's repeated pleas, so they let them follow me. "When he mentioned his mother and family, the hatred and anger in his eyes became more obvious. It wasn't that he was worried, but it must be because there were more elements of supervision.
If it weren't for the indulgence of the family and parents to his younger brother, the members of the family would not have ridiculed, satirized, and beat and scolded his only younger brother. If he hadn't been designed by others, his younger brother would not have been beaten to death. Clenching his fists, he turned around and no longer looked at Zi Luo, he was afraid that his expression at this time would frighten her.
Zi Luo didn't care about Murong Yichen's expression and movements at this time, she was always thinking about the magic power backlash.
(end of this chapter)