"Ahem, ahem...... Let go of me, let go of me quickly. ”

I reached out and tugged at the collar on my chest, and pulled at the person behind me, begging him in a low voice.

"Let go of you?" A middle-aged man's voice sounded behind him, "Let go of you, who will our young master find to settle accounts." Dare to use a fan to smash the head of our young master, you kid is tired of it. ”

The more force he had, the more he dragged me straight to the back.

"No, no."

I said to him as I struggled hard. However, his strength was too small, and he couldn't use the magic of the Demon World to hurt them, so he could only let him drag himself like this.

I felt like I couldn't breathe, my throat pounded, and I fell backwards to the ground with an unsteady foot.

"Ahem, cough, cough..."

My throat hurt so much that I coughed loudly a few times and reached out to rub my aching neck again. The sound of footsteps sounded, and I stopped moving, and I raised my eyes to see a man wearing long leather boots with moire around the sea, and at this moment, he was slowly walking towards me.

"Stinky boy, you should tell Lao Tzu, why did your grandmother use a fan to smash Lao Tzu's head?"

Head smashing? Hearing him say this, I suddenly raised my head to look at him, and at this moment, the man standing in front of me looked like he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, with a lazy face, clear eyebrows, revealing a hint of femininity, but there was always a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Smash...... Smash your head? ”

I felt a little timid in my heart and whispered to him.

He frowned, with a look of disgust on his face, approached and yelled at me, "You kid smashed Lao Tzu's head, and you are still here pretending that you don't know anything?" ”

It turned out that he would squat on the ground with his head covered and cry because he was hit on the head by the fan I threw out. I looked up and stared at his frowning brow, feeling guilty. I hurriedly got up from the ground and tried to help him rub his head, but just as I was about to stand up, someone struck me with a stick on my knee, and in an instant, a pain came, and I lost consciousness and fell to the ground again.

"It hurts, it hurts."

I bit my mouth and pushed back the tears that were about to fall. Raising his head, he looked at him stubbornly and explained, "I didn't mean to hit you with a fan, I accidentally threw out that fan." ”

There was a smile in his eyes, like those guests who entered and exited the flower building, his eyes were fixed on me, and he smiled with a smile: "Hehe...... Accidentally thrown out, if Young Master Ben accidentally slept with your kid here today, can Young Master Ben say that he was careless? ”

"No, no."

I propped my hands on the ground, dragged my legs, which had lost my instincts, and slowly stood up, and slowly retreated my body. Seeing his footsteps getting closer and closer, he hurriedly said: "You are a man, I am also a man, we can't sleep together." ”

"Who said that?"

When I said this, he raised his head as if he had heard a big joke and laughed out loud, and then the attendants who followed him laughed with him one by one.

He leaned forward, squeezed one hand tightly on my chin, gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Has anyone told you that the first young man in Luofu is a veritable broken sleeve." Since it is a broken sleeve, then it is normal for me to strip you naked and put it on the ground to eat. ”

"Really?"

A gentle fluttering voice came from the sky, and a purple lotus dressed in green clothes appeared in front of my eyes. His eyes were cold as he stared at the young man.

I couldn't help but fall from the tears that I had been holding in my eyes for a while, and I looked at the face of this young man who was clenching my chin with a look of amazement, staring at my purple lotus with burning eyes.

What happened next was really unexpected. I thought he would shout, and then rush forward with his entourage to fight Zilian, but I didn't expect that he would shake me off, and then, turning his head and looking at Zilian with a twisted face, he bit his lip for a long time, and said, "Lao Tzu fell in love with you at first sight, how do you feel about Lao Tzu?" ”

"Feelings?"

Hearing this, the temperature on Zilian's face became lower and lower. He took a few steps closer and picked up the folding fan from the ground, patted it in the palm of his hand, and hooked a smile on the corner of his mouth, and slowly walked a few steps closer, closer to the disciple.

"You, you, you......"

Seeing that the purple lotus, who was a head taller than him, slowly approached him, this disciple seemed to be very happy and excited, and his face suddenly turned red like a pig's liver.

"How do you feel?"

Holding a jade-handled folding fan to cover half of his face, Zilian's eyes smiled a little ill-willedly, and said, "I feel...... You can go to death. ”

The folding fan shook, and in an instant, the four people in front of him had disappeared.

"Master, what about them?"

I looked at him in astonishment, a little uneasy, and asked.

Zilian didn't seem to hear what I asked, walked over in a few steps, squatted down to check the injury on my knee, frowned, and said, "Don't you want to stand there obediently and wait for me to come back, and don't run around?" How did you meet this kind of person here, knowing that the other party was a man, and still ......"

He didn't say anything more.

The hem of his shirt was lifted, revealing two blood-stained legs. I bit my lip and endured it, no wonder I couldn't stand up in pain, it turned out that this knee was hit so hard by the boy.

Zilian raised her eyes to look at me, her face was a little deep and unhappy, and said: "The bones in your legs have been broken, and the teacher will help you connect the bones now, this bone is slightly painful, you can bear with it first." ”

"Yes, Master." I nodded tearfully and replied to him with an affirmative face: "Xiaoyu is not afraid of pain." ”

"Hmm."

He gave me a worried look and lowered his head to tear the cloth from my knees.

I didn't dare to look down, so I turned my head away and clenched my teeth, waiting for the so-called one in his mouth to hurt somewhat.

"Mother, what are those two brothers doing?"

In order to divert my attention, I turned my head over and looked behind me, and saw a woman who was forty years old, carrying a bamboo basket on one arm and holding a little boy in the other.

I opened my mouth and smiled friendly, but the little boy pointed at me with a look of surprise on his face, and said to the old woman beside him: "Mother, that brother is smiling at me!" ”

"Ignore them."

The woman glanced at me and Zilian with an unbearable expression, and bent down to lead the little doll to walk faster and faster.

As I passed by, I faintly heard this sentence, "The two broken sleeves are busy doing that thing in the field, it's really the wind of the world." ”

After saying that, he didn't forget to turn around and glance at me and Zilian with a look of disdain.

The world is going down? Zilian treats my wounds, in the eyes of mortals, it seems to be very worldly? Why is that? Could it be that those mortals in the mortal world are injured and will not help each other?