Chapter Seventy-Eight: He Was Loved (3)

Mu Yunfeng in the faint, he felt a stream of spiritual power rampage in his body, feeling that his body was abnormally hot, as if he was in a sea of fire, but it soon cooled down, as if on the top of the cold, the cold was biting, he wanted to open his eyes to see what was going on, but to no avail, his eyelids were too heavy to open, his hand wanted to wipe his eyes, but he couldn't lift it, so he could only let himself give up.

The voice of the White Lotus Master Cang Fuchen sounded vaguely in his ears, I don't know if it was his own delusion, Cang Fuchen was still in retreat at the moment, and if he forcibly came out, his own spiritual power would drop a lot, and it was possible that he would be counterattacked.

I don't know how long it took, her body was as cold as a cave, and she couldn't bear the cold anymore, so she bent down and shrunk into one, trying to keep warm for a moment.

I don't know how long later, when she opened her eyes, she found that she was safe, and what she saw was the young man, who was carrying him on his back, collecting firewood, and there was no one around.

It was still dark outside, but she was no longer in the dark tunnel in the depths, and the token between them was gone, and the man who drank it was gone, and I didn't see the man around.

Mu Yunfeng lowered his head and looked at the young man's tattered cover on his body, and the young man was dressed, and a very thin back came into view, he was holding a branch in his hand, his eyes were closed, he rested against the branch and closed his eyes, guarding the door.

It was a ruined temple, not a single one of which was intact, cobwebs were dense, the occasional squeaking of rats could be heard, and the fire was small, but enough for warmth.

"Leave." Mu Yunfeng stood up, and the young man's cover on her body also broke away, she picked it up, walked lightly to the young man's side, and then picked it up, covering the young man's thin body, his arms were all whip marks, large and small, shocking, some had already scarred, and some seemed to have just appeared, just left wounds.

Seeing this, Mu Yun was angry, and he regretted a little that he only cut off the slave owner's children and grandchildren, and these wounds would give him a taste of what it was like to have a day sooner or later.

Mu Yunfeng's eyes were clear, his nose was sore, he cried, tears slid down his eyes, his hands trembled and walked towards the wound of Yuli, the tears fell very uncontrollably, and the sound of sobbing woke up the squatting boy.

The young man turned around, looked at Mu Yunfeng, and lowered his guard, he found that the expression of the person in front of him became a little weird, why did he cry every time to look at himself, was she made of water? I cried once I saw myself, and I didn't die.

The young man was originally very angry, but when he saw Mu Yunfeng crying and tearful, he put all his anger down and asked Mu Yunfeng cautiously, "What's wrong with you?" His voice was a little hoarse, but it was very hoarse and magnetic, and it sounded very good, and it was also very similar to the voice of the detached.

It is not a comfort to meet people similar to him in another world, at least not alone, but also have spiritual sustenance.

"I'm fine, I'm happy."

"Happy, happy, why are you crying, you humans are so strange, shouldn't crying be the reason for being sad?" The young man frowned, he didn't like a duplicitous person like Mu Yunfeng, and he didn't know why, he actually ran down to save her, he must be enchanted.

With the help of the old man, he carried Mu Yunfeng on his back, but the old man could not enter the bottom of the well, and he was unable to move.

I thought I would throw up my sleeves and leave, but I didn't expect to run back, and when I ran back to save her, there was no one around, those beasts were gone, and all that was left on the ground were bones.

Only she knows best, it must not be a good thing anyway, otherwise, why is she unconscious, why is she surrounded by pure land, and there are no bones.

This is the first time I've seen this.

After saving her, before she came, the old man disappeared, took Mu Yunfeng's token and left, like smoke, drifting away, as if it didn't exist, and even the wellhead was gone.

"I'm not sad, I'm happy, I'm too late to be happy." Mu Yunfeng said with tears, a smile filled her corners, looking at the young man, she looked at him everywhere, and the tenderness she showed at the moment was also because of his arrival.

"Leave." Mu Yunfeng blurted out the young man, the bonfire was burning, shining on this dark night, it was pitch black outside, nothing could be seen, and the desolation could be described.

"I'm not, I don't know you, I'm not called Yuli, I don't feel much about the name." The young man stood up and stood face to face with Mu Yunfeng, he was standing in front of Mu Yunfeng a lot shorter because of his inconvenient legs, his indifferent eyes flashed with cold light at this time, and the person who was crying in front of him unconsciously took half a step back.

"Don't impose other people's names on me, I'm just me, even if I can't think of anything now, who are you, I don't want to know, who am I, it has nothing to do with you, you saved me, I saved you, we are one life for another, we don't owe each other." The young man looked at Mu Yunfeng with cold eyes, his eyes were full of indifference, and the horn raised a disdainful smile, but it was fleeting, and it quickly disappeared and hidden.

"Shall we go home? You are detached, you are him, your voice is the same as his, your appearance is the same, you are him. Her voice was almost pleading, humble, she had never taken anything into account, but now she was humbler than anyone else, holding on to those who were once within reach.

What you have lost, one day will come back in another way, it's just that there is a little bit of a mistake in this aspect, and what you care about the least will become what you care about the most, and what you used to be proud of, will make you crazy.

"I don't know you, and I don't want to know you, thank you for taking me out, but I'm used to being alone, I don't want to follow you home, I don't have a home, I won't have a home, I didn't have it before, I don't have it now, and it will be the same in the future." He has no home at all, there is no place for him in the world, and wherever he goes, he is disliked, allowed to be beaten and scolded, and cannot fight back, because he will be beaten and scolded even more.

There are rules and rules, when he is not mature, if he rashly shoots at human beings, he will be robbed, he can only live humbly, not even those wastes are not as good as living, like a dog for a day.

"I said yes, you have, you don't have a home, I'll give you a home, from now on, you will be my brother, whoever dares to bully me, I will beat him all over the ground to find teeth."