Chapter 13: Modified by Murong Yichen

Originally, it was a peaceful dream forest. Only because Ziluo and her beasts were continuously promoted, attracted a large number of powerful people. Some hidden powerhouses also came out, and came to the fantasy forest, especially purple. When Luo Yuanying was first established, the surging visions of heaven and earth caused the attention of the hidden family and the four major families, and they sent family elders one after another, hoping to be able to contract the beast or share a cup.
佣 Mercenaries are everywhere on the periphery of the fantasy forest. The delicate appearance and young age of Zi Luo have attracted the mercenaries' attention, and the noisy forest is even more lively.
"Let ’s take a look. What kind of world is it now? A fart-feeding baby has also come to Dream Forest. What does she want to do? What can she do? She won't want to come to the contract beast or hope to get a cup under the net. . "
"Look at his age, which family should bring the experience, should be separated from the family members."
"No, the family of such a small age will bring it out. This is not a place where you can swim in mountains and rivers. It is full of crises. You see him, there is no fighting spirit fluctuations, and there is no spiritual power. How could it be a big family? Child. "Zi Luo applied the magic technique to make her look as if she had no practice in all parts of her body, unless she was higher than her practice. Bit).
"Yeah, how can such waste come out of the big family, you see, as long as he is dressed as a child of the big family, not only the direct children, I don't think even the next line."
The word "waste" was spoken from a mercenary's mouth, and Zi Luo's whole body was tightened, his hands slowly raised.
听 When he heard that Zi Luo was called waste, Murong Yichen was stunned in the place as if he had been shocked. He stood quietly, and the memories that had been buried in the depths were staged in his mind. Little brother! His brother! It was so ridiculed, scolded, and beaten to death!
The moment he saw her, it seemed like seeing his brother standing in front of himself again, feeling guilty, sad, and pampered. Murong Yichen slowly walked towards Zi Luo. He seemed to see his brother smiling at him and called his brother. He trembled and stroked Zi Luo's head. The moment he touched, he stopped. The appearance of Zi Luo appeared clearly. Murong Yichen suffocated the corner of his mouth and pulled a bitter smile. She, after all, is not a brother!
With such a touch, Zi Luo woke up from the word "waste" in an instant, and Zi Luo was shocked. When he was approached or even touched his own head, he didn't know it. By such a touch, he also came from the hand of death. The mercenary who pronounced the word "waste" was rescued.
Zi Luo looked up, struck under the white coat, under the sturdy eyebrows, the long and narrow eyes were like spring water, warm and moist like a spring breeze, the nose was dangling, straight like a daisy distant mountain, and her lips were thin It's pale, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, and his long fingers are still holding Zi Luo's hand. The man in white said, "Little brother, it's okay, my brother will protect you." Once he swore in front of his brother's tomb. If he meets someone similar to his brother, he will protect her for life.
A few sentences revealed that the man wanted to protect Zi Luo ’s heart. Zi Luo ’s heart warmed and smiled slightly.
Thank you, brother in white
. It ’s okay for Zi Luo not to smile. A smile makes everything in the world lose its color. The smile blooms like spring, brushes the face like a spring breeze, and sprinkles the heart field like a drizzle to nourish the spleen.
The man in white woke up from Zi Luo's smile, bowed his head and asked gently, "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 to the tent in the distance, and said, "Luoer, go to my brother's tent, it's not too late now, let's go inside and check it tomorrow."
"Well," Zi Luo nodded, expressing understanding. He heard that Murong Yichen called himself Luo Er, but he didn't say anything. By default, Murong Yichen called himself Luo Er, regardless of whether it was initially stunning or The next word of protection made Zi Luo remember a man named Murong Yichen. Looking at the man holding his hand, Zi Luo smiled slightly, and this seemed to be pretty good.
I stood in front of the tent and watched the young master coming and Zi Luo beside the young master, everyone was surprised. Since he became the young master of the Murong family, he has killed the Quartet and eliminated all others, especially those who have bullied his younger brother. He has not spared any. It was also since that time that he took on a gentle mask.
No one can touch him because they hate being touched, but they actually see their young master holding a boy's hand. Although the boy is a little more beautiful, he won't let the young master hold him. I still remember that a noble woman unexpectedly took the young master's arm, and the young master chopped the woman without saying a word. At that time, the blood splattered, but it was miserable. This time, the young master actually led an unknown person. It won't do to make them strange.
Ignoring the dullness of all the people, Murong Yichen crossed the crowd and came to his tent. He reluctantly let go of Zi Luo's hand and said to the people outside, "What are you doing outside with a pestle? Come in with some food, Bring a few more buckets of hot water by the way.
Listening to the bad-sounding master in the tent, the outside was suddenly busy, taking food, boiling water, and ping-pong-ping sounds, and noisy sounds outside It affects Zi Luo's mood now and it feels good to be cared for. Looking at the purple falling slightly in the corner of his mouth, Murong Yichen was in a good mood.
Not much time was spent, a plate of delicious dishes appeared in front of the two, and the efficiency was really fast. It is worthy of being a follower of the family. In the past few years in the fantasy forest, Ziluo has not eaten such good dishes. In the past few years in the fantasy forest, Ziluo only ate some barbecues, so he can not eat anything, but in the past life, Ziluo ’s biggest hobby is food. So, looking at the food in front of him, Ziluo was calm and calm. Picking up the chopsticks, sweeping towards the food on the table, and gorging to eat.
Looking at Zi Luo with no image, Murong Yichen flashed a distress in his eyes. How long has he not eaten? He was so hungry. Murong Yichen regarded Zi Luo's current eating as hungry. No wonder Murong Yichen. The autumn wind swept the dishes like sweeping leaves. Ten minutes later, there was only an empty plate left on the huge table. Zi Luo hit a full meal. He spit out his tongue and raised his head. "Brother Yichen, sorry, eat It's too fast, I haven't left you. "
Looking at such a playful little gesture, Murong Yichen's pain deepened, and he smiled, "It's okay, I'm full when I look at you." Take out a handkerchief and wipe off the oil stains on the corners of purple falling lips. The simple action set off a huge wave in the hearts of the two at the same time. Zi Luo did not expect that Murong Yichen would take out a handkerchief to wipe the oil stains on the corners of his mouth. Murong Yichen felt very satisfied with this calm action.
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Why did n’t I leave a message? Where is the occasional message?
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