Chapter 17: Who will make you hurt again, I will let him regret his life.

At this point, he began to seriously look at the boy in front of him, the more he saw it, the more he was surprised. His appearance is too handsome, and wherever he goes, he may be eye-catching. And his body is faintly a bit of a detached temperament that seems to be born, it seems that even if thousands of people stand together, he is still so detached, still the only person who attracts everyone! His face is light and smiling, but his eyes are a kind of dullness that ignores everything in the world. Only when he looks at the girl in his arms will he melt completely into softness.
The tone of his speech is too peaceful, it seems to be the kind of tone of the upper class who overlooks the sentient beings, although it does not show. But it is not obvious.
Dragon's father is in the dark. It seems that this person is not a mortal, it should be a contemporary descendant in a big family! This kind of innate superiority and casualness can be expressed in a sense that is not a small family or a person who can be cultivated by an outbreak! And such a discouragement, even the big family can certainly be cultivated.
Father Dragon can't help but be more curious about the origin of this person.
Dragon's gaze fell on the left hand of his holding the snow, a dark ring into the line of sight, his eyes slammed, but he was immediately covered. His eyes and the momentary change of his eyes fell into the eyes of Ye Wuchen. He smiled at the dragon master and swept the black ring of his left hand with the light of his eyes, thoughtfully.
"Snow, don't cry, cry again, everyone can laugh at you." Ye Wuchen swayed the body of the snow, like a newborn baby.
"I... I didn't cry, I was just so happy..." Ye Ningxue suppressed the crying, his arms clinging to his neck, and he was not willing to let go.
Long Zhengyang finally couldn't help but ask: "Ye brother, are you really okay? But the previous guilty trauma is really..."
If the average person is guilty of such injuries, he will die forever. It is a miracle that he can not die. Now, standing here safely, it is simply... incomprehensible. The congenital aura of the celestial egg should only be enough to make him linger for a while, and it is impossible to have such a magical effect.
Ye Wuchen smiled and nodded: "My injury is far less serious than you think. The practice I practiced can also automatically restore my own injuries. And although I can't move these two days, I have always been awake. I have heard everything you said."
Ye Wuchen is indeed healed, and there is no trace of trauma in the whole body. But the dozens of strong breaths lurking in his body seem to be more than a dozen temporary sleeping bombs. I don't know when I will wake up again, causing life danger to him.
Long Zhengyang frowned slightly, his face confused.
"Your kindness to me and Cher, no one remembers in my heart. These two days have added a lot of trouble to you, and now I have no more to continue to disturb, and Cher and I say goodbye."
Speaking and doing things without any ignorance, and no twisting, Long’s father looked at him a bit higher, and he did not say anything to keep it. He said:
In this case, my old man is not strong. Just, your body is really okay. Have you had a waste of snow and hoe?"
"Xie Long's father cares, I really have no problem now." He bowed his head and patted the soft back of the snow, softly said: "Cher, we should leave, and your grandfather and the big brother say goodbye."
Lifting his head from Wuchen’s arms, Ningxue’s face waved:
Brother is going to take Xuele away... Grandpa, and Big Brother, thank you for your help to my brother and Cher, Cher must I will always think about you, and I will let my brother often bring you to see you."
Dragon Master laughed: "With your words, my grandfather is really in a good mood."
"Farewell." To them slightly decapitated, Ye Wuchen no longer stayed, went straight out, and soon, outside the door came Ye Lingxue shouting "Don's good-bye grandfather...", the voice is getting farther and farther.
"It’s so urgent, even if his body is really good, Ningxue’s younger sister needs to be well nursed... but his body is really okay? I’ve been a little confused now.
Long Zhengyang said casually.
The dragon father was silent, and then said to himself: "No... I saw his grandson fifteen years ago. At that time, he was five years old and his bones were very thick. His appearance seemed to be wrong. It was strange."
"Grandpa, have you seen that person before?" asked Long Zhengyang.
Father Long shook his head and said with a profound meaning: "Yanger, if you have a chance, make more friends with this person. He should be very helpful to you in the future."
Long Zhengyang nodded and whispered: "Strange, why do I always think that this little brother seems to have seen it."
"Brother, you said that you will protect Cher for a lifetime."
"Ok."
"Then don't leave the snow alone, go away, okay..."
"Ok!"
There was a sound of drowning in the ear, Ye Wuchen stopped, and placed the snow on a fast flat stone by the stream, gently wiped the tears on her face with her fingers, and then gently stroked her. The surface of the face was scratched and traced, whispered: "Is it painful?"
"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all."
Ye Wuchen tapped her little nose and her eyes sighed again. He smiled and said: "It’s all because of me, Cher has suffered so much. I know that Cher will not blame me... my brother You swear that no matter where you go in the future, you will not lose your snow."
Ningxue nodded hard, his eyebrows bent, and he smiled shallowly. The ruined and horrible face was dazzling in the eyes of Wuchen.
His fingers crossed every red mark on her face, and the trace of the injury was completely wiped away. There was no trace left, as if it was not a wound, but a touch. Color traces. He used the power of "No Tatsu" to erase the wounds on her face and hands, and then held her in her arms, carefully taking off her lovely white shoes and bringing up the snow. The pain of the snoring.
The white socks have been dyed red and half, and I can imagine how much pain she has been holding on her feet during these two days. Wu Chen distressed like a needle, did not dare to take off her socks, and then gently hold her little feet, the power directly poured in, the wound on her feet is also completely repaired.
"Brother, you are so powerful, I don't hurt at all." Ye Ningxue always looked at him intently, and he was even more savvy than the crystal diamond. He was full of obsession and attachment.
Taking off her two small socks, Ye Wuchen whispered: "In the future, who will make you hurt, I will let him regret his life."
His voice was too low, Ningxue did not hear what he said, blinked his eyes and looked at him. Only when you lose, you know the terrible loss. If you recover, you can truly appreciate how happy he is by his side.
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