The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father: 3797 My name is Lan Chuxi, I am glad to meet you (1)
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Ye Nu's face flushed.
The roots of the ears are burning.
He almost subconsciously wanted to touch his eyes.
Only the young man’s words "I like your eyes very much" echoed in my mind.
This person... Does this person know what he is talking about?
"Yanu, would you like to follow me?"
Hearing the voice of the youth again, Ye Nu raised his head, feeling a little dazed for a while.
For the warm sunshine-like smile on the youth's face, and for the lack of malicious light from the eyes.
He squirmed his chapped lips and was about to answer.
A sharp voice suddenly came from behind.
"Ye Nu? Ye Nu, come here soon? I’m telling you a good news. Do you remember the elder Tu who came to my [Drunk Life and Dream] a few days ago? It’s the elder of [Xun Fengmen] ten miles away, he pointed out I want you to be with me!"
"Everyone said, don’t dislike your ugly appearance, as long as you can serve people well, he is willing to take you back to [Xunfengmen] and let you take the pill to cleanse your muscles. Your kid is now. Time has come!"
"Ye Nu, Ye Nu, where are you little bastard? I don't want to hear it..."
At the moment when he heard this sharp sound, Ye Nu's heart that had just warmed up suddenly seemed to be poured into a basin of ice water, and it was bitingly cold.
A self-deprecating smile evoked at the corner of his mouth.
Secretly said in my heart: Ye slave, what were you thinking about just now?
The person in front of me is a master of immortality.
My own is just an ugly monster in the lowest bargaining bar that is not clean and can be stepped on by anyone.
His eyes fell on the young man's hand extended towards him.
Slim, white, well-proportioned joints, every inch is perfect like a work of art.
Look at my hand, which is full of mottled calluses, as if still stinking.
It seems to be blasphemy to touch the youth lightly.
The rush of footsteps from far to near, accompanied by a flattering voice: "Elder Tu, don't worry, Ye slave can follow you. It is the blessing of his cultivation in his previous life. If he knows, please be happy It’s too late! You just have to wait in the lobby, where can you bother to find it yourself?"
Ye Nu's face changed, and his expression was a little flustered, pushing the young man: "You leave here."
The youth was pushed into a daze.
Ye Nu couldn't help but glanced back, his expression even more anxious, but his tone of voice was still extremely sensible and calm: "[Tu Biaobing], Elder Xun Fengmen, was 67 years old at the time, and was cultivated as Yuan Ying High-level. By nature, I like young and beautiful men, especially to torture people. These news is well known within a radius of tens of miles. Have you never heard of it?"
The young man shook his head and looked innocent: "I can't live near here."
Ye Nu looked anxious when he saw that he was not in a hurry, "Do you know that if you are such a clean and beautiful little monk with a low cultivation base, what will happen to him?"
My mortals were taken away by Tu Biaobing, and they were only tortured.
But those little monks who passed by fell into the hands of Tu Biaobing. Not to mention being tortured, they would be treated as a furnace and sucked clean, and almost all died in a miserable manner.
The young fair-skin blinked, then smiled and said: "Thank you for your compliment."
It was only then that Ye Nu realized that when the young man laughed, there were dimples on his face.
The original gentle and elegant noble son became childish in an instant.