"Ah, it must have been my roughness that scared you just now, alas, it's all my fault, beautiful young lady, my dearest heroine, it's all my rudeness......"

The blonde man lowered his eyelashes, frowned slightly, and looked a little annoyed, and the sun hit that face, and I felt pity. Dong Wusheng looked at it for a while, and felt a little regretful - how could he really not find a little flaw?

Well...... A face that makes people jealous.

"As reparation, shall I give you a small gift?"

As he spoke, Yi Lunte stretched out his hand and approached Dong Wusheng.

Madara stepped forward and blocked the hand, "What do you want to do?"

Irant looked at Madara and sneered, "Why are you still here?

"Spots. ”

Dong Wusheng pushed Madara's shoulder, motioned for him to step back, and then looked at Irant slightly wary, "What do you want to give me?"

Yi Lunte glanced at Ban proudly, and then looked at Dong Wusheng with an affectionate expression, "A little careful, I hope you like it." ”

He took a few steps closer and put his hand to Dong Wusheng's ear, as if he wanted to pull up a strand of hair from her ear, but the next moment, a rose appeared in his hand, and Irant chuckled, spread the rose in his palm, and placed it in front of Dong Wusheng.

"Thank you, I love it...... Your gift. ”

Dong Wusheng laughed, and his raised left hand pinched a piece of golden cloth.

Seeing the golden cloth, Yi Lunte's face changed, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab it.

"Madara!"

Dong Wusheng took a step back and dodged his hand. Madara stepped forward, and Iron, who had lost the protection of the treasure, seemed to be not low in cultivation, and it didn't look easy for Madara to subdue him, Dong Wusheng stood at a safe distance, and saw the opportunity to shoot a blasting charm, which exploded above Ironte's head with a bang.

"Ah, my face!"

Irant subconsciously reached out to protect his face, and Madara took the opportunity to grab his arm and push the person down.

It's finally done!

Dong Wusheng breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of her heart, she was really not very good at dealing with this kind of guy, so hurry up and go home.

Dong Wusheng swiped his fingers, crouched down, and began to paint the charm on Irant's face.

"Ahh

Irant struggled to avoid Dong Wusheng's hand.

"Don't move, if the spell is not drawn well and my blood is wasted, then I will have to do it differently, do you know how our people deal with calamity in general?"

Dong Wusheng didn't really mean to ask him to answer, so after a pause, he continued, "Tie a big stone and sink directly into the sea, anyway, as long as the calamity is away from the crowd enough distance, it will have no effect, as for whether the calamity needs to breathe, what will it be like to stay in the sea, do you want to experience it?"

Irant shook and stopped moving.

"That's right, I think it's better to have a good time. ”

"Are you from the temple?" asked Irant cautiously.

Finally, I can still hear a human word from this guy's mouth.

Dong Wusheng felt much more comfortable.

"yes. ”

"Can you ...... Can you not kill me?"

Irant struggled to raise her head and put on a pitiful face.

Dong Wusheng looked at it for a while, and had to admit that even in this case, the sand and blood stains did not affect the beauty of this face.

Well...... I feel pity.

"If I don't kill you, what will happen to these people on the sandbank?"

Yi Lunte didn't speak, Dong Wusheng glanced at Yi Lunte's expression, "You don't seem to be convinced by my words?"

Ilant was silent for a while, and reluctantly spat out a sentence, "What does it have to do with me whether these people who want me to die?" ”

To be honest, Dong Wusheng quite understands Yi Lunte's mood, which reminds her of when she first came to the world, and at that time she always thought, why do all those ignorant and self-righteous guys have to be saved? Many people like Brother Chang should be called heroes, but they have to die because of the identity of the calamity, why?

But then she didn't think about it so much.

Sometimes, thinking too much can make people weak and lose their minds.

And some problems cannot be answered and solved just by thinking.

Although he understood Yi Lunte's mood, Dong Wusheng didn't have the idea of helping him relieve his emotions, "Then what does your life or death have to do with me?"

It's just sophistry, and sophistry is often extraordinarily easy on such difficult questions.

Irant stopped talking.

When the spell was drawn to the end, Dong Wusheng stopped, and suddenly he didn't want to continue.

She stared at the broken charm for a moment, sneered, sighed, stood up, and patted the hem of her dress.

"Forget it, Madara, let him go. ”

Madara didn't hesitate and simply let go of Ironte.

Yrent stood up, stunned, moved his arm, and spit out, "Is this the legendary episode where the villain lets the protagonist go for some messy reasons, and then the protagonist comes back to kill the villain after some training, becomes stronger, and then comes back to kill the villain?"

Dong Wusheng: "......"

Obviously there is not a single dirty word, why does this guy feel more uncomfortable when he speaks colder than Assa?

"As long as I give Madara your artifact, I can catch you again at any time. ”

Iron's eyes widened, "Aren't you going to let me go?"

"Whoever said that, I didn't say that. ”

Dong Wusheng shrugged his shoulders, his smile was completely gone, and the corners of his mouth were slightly perfunctory, blatantly smiling.

Irant's shoulders slumped, "And what do you want?"

"For the sake of your good looks, is there anything you want to do that you haven't done yet?"

Irant was stunned for a moment, and nodded busily, "Yes, I, I've always wanted to create a great romance novel, and I've already written a part." ”

"Okay," Dong Wusheng nodded, thinking for a moment, "I can write in a month...... Forget it, I'll give you another month to finish writing, and I'll come back to you in a month. ”

"Okay, okay, a month, a month," Irant looked relieved, "To be honest, I've always felt that I became a calamity because I didn't fulfill this wish, and as long as I can fulfill this wish, I have no regrets." ”

Speaking of this, Dong Wusheng suddenly remembered a question, "Oh, yes, I almost forgot to ask, you seem to know the calamity very well, and you also know that the temple will definitely come to kill you, huh...... Let's start by telling you what you know. ”

Irant hesitated and did not speak.

"What, what's the secret?"

Dong Wusheng raised an eyebrow.

"No," Irant shook his head, as if he had thought about a lot of things, and his expression was less narcissistic and more calm.

Well...... It looks more handsome.

Dong Wusheng looked at that face and secretly sighed a few times in his heart.

"It's a secret, but I'm going to die anyway, it doesn't matter about this thing, if you're willing to tolerate me for a month, then I should give you something in return. ”

Irant grabbed her hair and looked at the ground with a humble gesture.

Damn, what if you really feel very handsome this time?

Madara glanced at Dong Wusheng and suddenly spoke, "You don't seem to be very happy?"

Yi Lunt was taken aback, and also looked at Dong Wusheng, "What? Why didn't I see it?"

Being stared at by two people at the same time, Dong Wusheng touched his nose a little embarrassed, turned his head and wanted to say a few words about Madara, but looking at his clean and pure eyes, he felt that he couldn't speak, and finally patted Madara's shoulder, and said seriously: "Don't say it when someone is there in the future." ”

Ilent looked at the two of them and exclaimed, "Why did you two excluse me? I want to hear all the secrets! I told all my secrets, and I will listen to yours too! Don't worry, I will die soon and promise not to tell them." ”

Dong Wusheng: "......"

Madara: "......?"