Chapter 392

"yes, I didn't expect that either. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "Now, I'm silent.

I didn't want to face a situation that almost cost me faith. I consider myself a noble man, I envy a strong man like Caesar, and despise the Sith's uncompromising law of survival. However, I was unwilling to accept the reality that I had a huge demon in my heart.

"Lyle, don't blame yourself." Now, Tingxiao was standing beside me, and this time, to my surprise, she actually approached me, and, on her body, I felt something strange.

What is that?

Just when I was a little stunned, I felt it, it was the temperature. It's like the temperature of a human being.

"Tingxiao, you 。。。。。。。" At the moment, I was almost speechless. "Your skills?"

"Lyle, my powers, I've turned a large part of them into my body temperature, even though this kind of thing is almost flashy, useless, and very damaging to vampires. But now, I am willing to do this, if I say that my temperature can warm your heart, I am willing to pay for you. Lyle, I've been with Sith for a long time. If you think about it, when I was a human being, I knew him, and he shaped me, but these thousands of years are not worth these days after I met you. Lyle, no matter what your heart is, I will always believe in you, and I will try to accompany you to face your destiny together, I hope to help you, and I also think that I will be able to help you。。。。。。 ”

At this moment, Tingxiao was right in front of my eyes, her eyes flickering, exuding an almost magical color and light.

Tingxiao grabbed my hand, and her question slowly seeped through our hands towards my body. And in the process, my mind was like a movie, slicing through my mind one by one. I remembered what had happened when I was a human being, the old woman who raised me, and my sweet little sister. The warm and kind smile of the old woman, the mischievous and lovely smile of my sister, at this moment, slowly passed through my mind like a movie.

"Lyle 。。。。。。" Just when I was stunned, Tingxiao's voice came from my side again, "Let me warm you and defeat that demon, you will definitely be able to do it, Lyle." ”

I looked at Tingxiao, looking at such a girl who looked very weak, and I was very emotional.

And, at this moment, I also secretly made up my mind that I would not disappoint Tingxiao.

I looked up, now, my face must have been full of smiles, the warmth, not pretended, the sunshine, not reluctantly.

Tingxiao has already warmed my heart, perhaps, Tingxiao doesn't need to work so hard, she doesn't need to rely on burning her skills to save me at all. But now that she's done it, I'm up to her.

Now, I have enough self-confidence, this self-confidence, makes me think that Tingxiao has burned out her energy, and I will no longer worry about her, because, from now on, I will stay by her side and keep protecting her, in this case, there is no problem at all to have such a strong me to protect a weak girl.

Tingxiao's warm hand is still in my palm, Tingxiao's mood is fluctuating, and at this moment, her hand is trembling slightly.

I gently put her hands back to hers, and I patted her on the shoulder, and said nothing more, because, I know, at this moment, all my gratitude and gratitude, that is not something that can be expressed in words.

Tingxiao looked at me, maybe because the playful expression had betrayed my heart and feelings, at this moment, Tingxiao must have found something trustworthy on my face.

Now, she understands my heart, and as a result, it seems, her expression has darkened a lot.

In the midst of the kung fu that Tingxiao and I were struggling with, the little werewolf Danhuang had already sent his father back to the room to rest. Now, when I turned around, I just saw him.

At the moment, he was walking down the corridor towards where we were standing. Now, his face looked heavier than it had ever been.

"Lyle," eventually, Pale Yellow walked up to me. "Father is really tired, he just walked to his seat, he collapsed, I finally got him to wake up, and now, I used the hypnotism that I still have a little bit of to rest." Speaking of this, Pale Yellow exhaled softly. Then, he looked up at me.

"Lyle, who are you?" Eventually, looking into my eyes, the little werewolf asked the question.

I didn't expect the little werewolf to ask me that, and I was stunned for a moment.

The little werewolf asked me who I was, and to be honest, I didn't know who I was. I was originally just an ordinary person, and I was inadvertently turned into a vampire by my closest friend because of my own selfishness, and on the way to the vampire, I met such a legendary figure as Caesar, perhaps, this is the source of my luck.

At this moment, looking at the little werewolf, my heart is filled with an indescribable taste. "Little werewolf, who am I? I was just an ordinary person, but I met my father later. It was my father who made me special. I explained to the little werewolf.

The little werewolf Pale Yellow shook his head when he heard my words, "No, Lyle, when I first met you, I felt that in your temperament, there are those created for you by Julius Caesar, but there are also some that you must have owned. Lyle," said this, the little werewolf's face became serious, and he looked a little old-fashioned, "Lyle, you have things in your body, those things, some of them are good, but some of them are bad. Lyle, what you have in your body is different from what Julius Caesar gave you. Julius Caesar has given you all the essence. And the things that you have in yourself are not perfect, they have not been cultivated, they are like an atom, and in this atom, there is positive energy and negative energy. In fact, sometimes, in order to achieve a balance, when the positive energy accumulates to a certain level, your negative energy will rise as much as this positive energy.

Therefore, if you say, Lyle, your positive energy is huge, then, in your body, or in the depths of your character, your negative energy is as strong as your positive energy, and you usually rely on those strong perseverance to suppress it, but once you don't control it, or when your will is at its weakest, let it pour out freely, the result is quite terrible. ”