Yi wakes up and sees that the door to his room has been opened.

He frowned at the figure entering, his green eyes narrowing, and he grabbed his clothes and put them on.

Xi looked at his waist and abdomen, and looked away without the slightest disinterest.

He held the chessboard in his slender hand, then glanced at Yi.

"Whew. Yi sighed, "Scared me." ”

Xi's sword eyebrows under the mask were raised, and he walked out casually.

He just wanted to play chess, and that day he saw that Yi had a chessboard in his room, and he just sneaked in to get it.

Wearing a hemp-gray ribbon blazer, Yi casually stroked her silver hair.

He looked at Xi, who had taken the chessboard away and was playing chess alone by the windowsill.

Xi's right shoulder is illuminated by the sun, and his simple white turtleneck shirt is fresh, but it doesn't match his black mask.

His black hair grew a little, and a lock hung down from his sideburns, and he was very soft and cold.

The red eyes in the mask were covered with a little eyelashes, and they couldn't cover their seriousness.

Yi's slender fingers rubbed the glass, thought for a moment, and handed it to Xi.

Suddenly blocking the light, Xi looked up and saw the glass, "Thank you." ”

The light was refracted to the rim of the cup, and Xi looked at it and took a sip.

"By the way, Yi," Xi put the cup on the side of the board, "how did I meet you?"

Hearing him ask, Yi raised an eyebrow.

"I don't feel impressed at all. Xi continued to explain, and it occurred to him that the question had occurred to him.

Yi responded to him without a wavering tone, "No impression is often the best, and an uncertain relationship is the freshest." ”

Xi's frowning expression was fleeting, and he nodded slowly.

The red eyes were attracted by the chessboard again, and he picked up a black chess piece, dropped it decisively, and then held a white chess piece, thoughtfully.

Yi saw An Yimeng making breakfast, and he saw that the girl had also made a pot of clear soup noodles.

A girl with a good heart, which means that you can drink it if you want.

Yi walked over, and An Yimeng took a bowl and handed it to him.

"Yimeng," Yi took the bowl and set it aside, "You come over here." ”

An Yimeng nodded, she took off her apron and followed Yi into the study.

Yi looked at her for a moment, this little girl looked simple and kind, her eyebrows and eyes were very delicate, and her brown eyes were very pure.

But even with a little affection, Yi never saw through.

"Mr. Yi—" she called out to him hesitantly.

"Just call me Yi. He bowed his head and his slender figure rested against the window, and he looked at the valley in the distance.

Some of the wolves had slowly reverted to their human form, and he tapped to the window.

"You see, my people. ”

An Yimeng poked her head, and she saw the wolves.

It already has the appearance of a wolf, and has retreated from its ears, replaced by human skin.

"I have a lot of people. He said.

An Yimeng nodded, it was a lot, and the whole valley was.

"Yimeng, I need to tell you something. ”

Listening to Yi's calm tone, An Yimeng nodded and listened to him continue.

Of course, she was also afraid, afraid that he was going to say something that she did not want to understand.

"Your brother must have died in the collapsed academy. ”

He asked very directly, but he didn't know that An Yimeng was most afraid of hearing this.

She hesitated for a long time, her drooping eyelashes trembled, and her hands clenched slightly...

Seeing that she didn't speak, Yi pursed her lips and smiled, "Actually, I manipulated the vampire. ”

He didn't finish speaking, it was he who manipulated the vampire to blow up the academy, and there was nothing left of the ashes.

However, it is already clear that there is no need to finish the words again.

An Yimeng just nodded, but remained silent.

"What do you want to say?" he asked.

An Yimeng frowned and opened her lips slightly, as if talking to herself.

"I know... Done... But I don't think the Bloodline is good, and I certainly won't help you. ”

"Oh?" Yi raised an eyebrow.

This little girl, is she still neutral...

"I'm staying here just to be—" she pursed her lips, "just to be with Ling Ce." ”

Yi nodded in satisfaction.

Fortunately, this girl doesn't hate him, and it seems that she is also a person who understands current affairs.

Look at this werewolf army, she dares to say a word of hatred for him, I'm afraid she doesn't dare.

"Can you say that you're sorry about my brother?"

Hearing her request like this, Yi blinked, smiled indifferently, and readily agreed.

"I'm sorry about your brother An Qiuji. ”

His voice was not serious at all, clearly careless and unconcerned.

Just hearing him say this, she was relieved, and An Yimeng squeezed out a smile.

Walking out of the room, Yi saw that Ling Ce had already gotten up, including Xi, still staring at the chessboard.

What a persistent guy.

Yi glanced at the screen display, but he didn't expect the red dot to be around here.

Fanjiuyan has already arrived.

Listening to Ling Ce's last time, the little leader had awakened some of his powers, which was somewhat unexpected by Yi.

He'll have to manipulate all the werewolves, but some of them won't wake up yet.

It's tricky.

Yi looked up at the boy on the windowsill.

The red eyes under the mask were still staring at the chessboard, and under the white shirt, the slender fingers were holding a black chess piece.

"Xi, you go and hold off Fan Jiuyan now. ”

Xi heard this, put the pieces in the bowl, he stood up and walked over.

"I, I can only talk to him, and if he attacks me, I'm not going to die. ”

"Then you make small talk to him. ”

"Small talk?" Xi frowned.

"Let's talk about how you got his beloved girl dirty step by step. ”

Xi lifted the edge of the mask helplessly, pressing the bridge of her nose in pain.

"Get you a companion," Yi's jaw nodded.

"Yimeng, you accompany him to meet the Brahman. He commanded.

"What?" Ling Ce frowned and hurriedly walked over, "Let me go with Xi..."

"You follow me, my people here, I can't solve it alone. ”

Yi patted Ling Ce.

"But Yimeng..."

Seeing that Ling Ce was so worried, Yi waved his hand.

"It is precisely because of Yimeng that Fan Jiuyan does not dare to do anything to them. ”

Yi's green eyes looked at Ling Ce, "If it were you and Xi, Fan Jiuyan wouldn't leave the two of you alive." ”

Ling Ce looked at An Yimeng, he had also heard that Fan Jiuyan had befriended her brother.

I should take good care of her, and I don't dare to do anything to her, if the little leader still has a conscience.

"Xi," Ling Ce called Xi, "please take care of Yimeng." ”

Before Xi could nod, Yi smiled.

"Trouble to let your brother Fan, don't kill Xi. ”

An Yimeng looked at Yi for a long time, nodded slightly, and watched Ling Ce and Yi walk out, she looked up at Xi.

"Shall we go?" she asked.

"Don't panic. ”

Xi reached out again to take the pieces from the bowl.

"How did you get hooked on chess?"

She asked curiously.

Xi looked at the lines on the chessboard, it was square, it seemed to be a rule for everything.

He held his chin and shook his head.

"I don't know, it doesn't feel like it's hard to grasp. ”

An Yimeng served a bowl of noodles and brought it to Xi.

"Do you drink?" she asked.

Xi took it, picked up the chopsticks and tasted a little, and the brow under the mask frowned.

"This noodle doesn't taste good at all?"

"And... The noodles are hard and don't seem to have been cooked long enough?"

He asked, puzzled.

"I'm sorry," An Yimeng picked up the salt jar.

"I'll only make clear noodle soup, why don't you add some salt?"

Xi waved his hand, "Aren't all girls able to cook?"

"......" An Yimeng was silent, then raised his head, and his eyes were full of mist.

"I'm sorry, I... It's really not very good. ”