He explained carefully: "A martial soul is a kind of physical soul that can be used to refine a martial art, and the soul is ...... It's innate, like ......"

"Okay, okay, okay, I see." As soon as he said this, Ye Zhimad understood.

She raised her hand, looked at the dragon-shaped diagram on the back of her hand again, and asked, "Then this thing, if it can bring me strength, I will call it the Dragon Martial Soul, for me, it is no different from the Martial Soul." ”

Hearing her say this, he suddenly clenched her hand and put it on his chest, and the three "Chuan" lines on his brow slowly appeared in front of her eyes, as if he was struggling with something.

In a deep voice, he said, "You will always ...... You can't use its strength, otherwise, it won't do you any good, and promise me that you will never use it. ”

"......" Ye Zhifang's pupils shrank, he didn't understand, he didn't understand why, he had to promise him such a condition.

Moreover, she was a very curious woman, and he told her not to use the power she had obtained for nothing, and he had to give her an explanation.

"Explain?" She finally asked for an answer to the doubts in her mind.

But he ......

Won't tell her.

"There's nothing to explain, if you want to stay with me for a long time, then don't use it, I'll stay by your side to protect you."

Speaking of which, the matter that bothered him came back to his mind.

The brows were locked tighter, as if to lock that matter between the eyebrows deeply, so that she would not know the truth.

She lowered her head and whispered, "Will you always be by my side?" ”

"Yes." He hugged her tightly, and buried his face in her hair: "Yes, I will always be by your side, as long as you remember, the red sandalwood is not extinguished, and I will not go!" Even if you fade away, I will still protect you on the other side......"

- As long as you remember, the red sandalwood is not extinguished, and I have not gone!

But he said it very softly, very lightly, like a clear spring water flowing slowly from the tip of her heart.

It was so soft that she was obsessed with it.

She moved her hands to his back and hugged him as tightly as he did......

***

Ye Zhimad didn't know how much he slept in his arms.

When she woke up, she was lying on his lap, and her clothes were dry.

When she opened her eyes, it was already dark outside.

It seems that it is getting dark......

Raising his eyes, he looked at the man who was resting on the boulder with one hand on his forehead.

Suddenly he raised his hand and rubbed his lip flap with his fingertips.

His lips were chapped.

He didn't sleep, and when she opened her eyes, he felt her wake up.

When she reached out to him, he took her little hand, opened his mouth, put it in his mouth and asked, "Are you hungry, I asked the black bee to bring you something to eat." ”

After saying that, he picked up some of the fruits that were placed beside him, wiped them on himself, and handed them to her.

She withdrew her hand, nudged him and said, "You can eat it." ”

He smiled faintly: "What do I eat, I want to eat, and I want to eat...... You! ”

Suddenly he lowered his head and bit her lip hard.

She snorted, and her little fist thumped into his chest a few times before he let go of her.

At this time, the words of the Murong family, which she had been carrying, suddenly came from Murong Fu's low and slightly hoarse voice: "Crazy, where are you now?" Your family is looking for you everywhere, and if you can hear me, please reply to me. ”