Chapter 8: I protect you

"I told you to go, are you deaf?"
Ye Lan Yaojian aimed at the man's neck and sternly said, "Go!"
Jian Feng was vast, and the man looked forward, fearless. Compared with last night's cherishing words, he now said nothing.
"Don't force me to do it, I don't want to dirty my sword." She withdrew her sword and walked into the house, and once again, she squeaked and the door squeaked shut.
There was another creak, and the door opened.
Ye Lan did not look back, facing the window, with his hands behind his back.
"What is your purpose?" Ye Lan looked back with cold eyes, and his voice was sharp, "Want not to leave?"
The man did not answer.
"I can tell you! I am not Miss Ye Family! Follow me, not only will there be no glory and wealth to enjoy, but it will also cause death."
"so what?"
As the man approached, Ye Lan drew his sword, and the tip of the sword reached his throat.
"Go one step further and don't blame me for being welcome!"
"You saved me."
"I can kill you too." Ye Lan sneered, "Get to know you and get away!"
"The Ye Family is not where you should stay!"
The man didn't seem to stop. He was still moving forward. The sword pierced his skin, and the blood was red and a little dazzling.
Ye Lan quickly closed her hand. She didn't want to hurt the man, she just wanted to let him back.
The man walked towards Ye Lan step by step. He was taller than Ye Lan and had a mighty figure, but he was also slender.
Ye Lan felt that her eyes were dark, and the man stood before her.
He lost his previous arrogance and stared down at Ye Lan with sincerity in his eyes.
"What are you doing?" Ye Lan leaned back slightly, which was the most effective posture for melee attacks, and she was ready to go.
Whenever the man has any unfavorable actions, she can quickly lift his head.
"I protect you!"
"what?"
"In the future, I will protect you!" The man said again.
Ye Lan only thought that this was ridiculous, and the corners of his mouth were unconsciously picked up. He jokingly responded to the man: "Do you protect me?"
She sneered, her eyes full of provocation: "Will Ye Lan need protection?"
"You are still weak ..."
"Weak ?!" She accentuated her tone, her eyes sinking, and the candlelight on the lampstand blew out.
Ye Lan's eyes widened and her eyes shone, "You said this ... was you deliberately provoking me?"
She drew her sword and thrust it straight at the man in black. The tip of the sword was within reach. Only a minute, the man shook his body and escaped easily.
"You can't beat me." The man didn't fight back, jumped and flew out the window.
After Ye Lan chased after him, the sword fell on the ground, and countless snow bombs flew out, shooting at men like dense flying arrows.
"Dare to say such a thing to me? Look at the trick!" She flew up to the peach tree, fighting men.
"You can't beat me at all with your current strength ..." The man shook his robe and the snow bombs shattered one by one. He flashed to a branch farther away, "Benefactor, let me protect you."
"Just when I repay your life-saving grace."
His tone was pleading, and Ye Lan couldn't believe it. A person with high arrogance would beg her like this. A person who cherishes words like gold actually said so much in one breath.
She didn't answer, and suddenly stopped, standing quietly on the snow-covered peach crown.
Ye Lan lowered her head slightly, her face was unclear, and the gloomy side that was not exposed to sunlight showed a faint murderous energy. The sun was so bright, but the air was colder than ever.
"I said ... I! No! Need! Want!"
I want her Ye Lan to be alone and dominate the world. Why do I have to rely on it?
The speaker spoke word by word, sonorous and powerful, and the cold wind blew past. The man felt that this winter was so long.
The cold wind was blowing, the ink was flying, and two strands of golden spiritual power slowly flowed out of her butterfly bone, like a trickling golden stream, hovering, lingering, sketching ...
A pair of unparalleled, transparent wings gradually formed.
She opened her arms and raised her head. The golden transparent wings fluttered suddenly, and there were red flames on the wings suddenly. Open for the first time.
Ye Lan fluttered her wings, all her wings spread, more than a dozen inches long and wide, the flame was burning, and a heat wave rolled.
"You already manipulate spiritual power?" The man obviously didn't believe that every third-order spiritual person would materialize spiritual power.
"You seem to be surprised?" Ye Lan chuckled lightly, picking up the corner of her mouth, "The good show is still to come!"
"Don't you want to protect me that much? It depends on whether you have this skill!"
She fluttered her wings, several flames flew out together, holding a long red shadow, and killed the man, the flames were swiftly thundering, the snow and ice melted everywhere, and the peach blossoms gradually spread.
"I won you, I have to promise me to protect you!"
"Wait until you win!"
The flame is like a galloping horse, and it's a thunderbolt.
The man flew around and flicked his sleeves, and Jin Guang flew out of his sleeves, turning his spiritual power into raindrops and quickly extinguished the fire.
The raindrops encountered cold air, condensed into ice, and wrapped the blooming peach blossoms, like a little red pearl in white jade, beautiful and crystal.
Ye Lan froze for a moment, his eyes became colder, and it seemed that he could penetrate the enemy's internal organs in an instant.
She fluttered her wings again, and the flames turned into a torrent, rushing towards the man unstoppable. Facing the fierce fire, the man stood indifferently and looked at him coldly.
The fire burst through and the peach blossoms opened.
The wind fluttered down to the point, and in the rain of flowers, the vast snowfield, the sky was very blue, but it was empty.
What about people? died?
Ye Lan looked up at the petals falling like rain, and the sunlight was dazzling.
Suddenly, a black spot blocked the sun-it was him!
The man in black flew down and stood in front of Ye Lan unharmed. His thin lips moved slightly, as if to say "I won ...".
Ye Lan crossed her wings, and her spiritual power became scattered, and she spun down and the man followed.
She walked towards Taohua Xiaozhu, and stopped suddenly, and the man stopped, waiting respectfully at a meter.
"You can stay."
The man listened to this, a flash of joy flashed on his face.
"However, I have to know your name."
Ye Lan turned and looked directly at the man's eyes, then asked sharply, "What's your name?"
The man just shook his head.
"Don't say?" Ye Lan put his hands on his chest, and the evil charm smiled. "You are wearing black clothes, and you always have a black face ... just call you Xiaohei."
The man didn't have much expression, and his cold and handsome face was smooth.
Really weird!
Ye Lan waved her hand with no interest, and pointed to the west side of Xiaozhu. "You will live in the west side house in the future. I will find a suit for you and change it first."
Xiaohei, who was replaced with a protective suit, was even more handsome. Ye Lan was very satisfied with her vision. What she did not expect was that the casually "picked up" guard would cook.
Looking at the table full of delicacies, Ye Lan didn't know where to put her chopsticks. She pointed the dishes with bamboo chopsticks. "Is this all made by you?"
Xiaohei nodded.
Ye Lan said lightly: "It's good." Then he picked up a piece of Gao Dong bamboo shoot and hadn't imported it yet. The natural fragrance that belonged to Gao Dong bamboo shoots came out and made her appetite.
It has been a day or two since I came to this world. She has never been as full as she is now, not to mention eating badly.
"Xiaohei, you come and eat together."
Ye Lan felt a little wrong when he said this: in modern times, the name "Xiaohei" is used to name the dog. Generally speaking, it is the Chinese rural dog. Calling a big living person "Xiaohei" will not Would be too ...
"This winter bamboo shoot doesn't suit the taste of the young lady?" Xiaohei sat down on Ye Lan's side.
Ye Lan recovered, "No. Eat."
"Yes, miss."
"Don't call me Miss, call me Ye Lan in the future." Ye Lan said, his eyes suddenly sinking, "I'm not the Miss Ye family."
"You are the master, how can I call it by its name."
"Long word!" Ye Lan responded coldly, "That's it!"
"No!"
Xiaohe said stubbornly, "I call you Lord."
"Master?" Ye Lan thought it interesting, and nodded. "After eating, we will go out."
Xiaohei did not ask Ye Lan where to go, because no matter where she went, he would protect her comprehensively.
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