Wei Ziyuan smiled, took a step closer to the young man who was shorter than himself, moved his Adam's apple, and lowered his voice to her ear, "If I say that it was love at first sight, and then I can't help it, go deeper, do you believe it?" ”

Chu Junhan didn't react yet, and the teacup held by Wei Bo in the camp fell, making a crisp cracking sound, and the muddy old eyes widened.

He...... His little young master, does he really like men?

The two of them didn't seem to hear the sound from inside the camp, they still stood looking at each other, and the breeze blew their hair.

"I believe it!" Chu Junhan didn't know why, such affectionate words came out of the mouth of a young man who didn't know the edge, she didn't think about it, and casually said her letter!

Is it because the teenager has a sense of déjà vu?

"You're like a man."

"Like whom?"

Chu Junhan pursed his lips and looked at the sky, "Like my brother, but he's dead." ”

As soon as these words came out, Wei Ziyuan frowned, and secretly scolded the phantom in his heart, this bastard, actually said that he was dead? It seems that the phantom is impatient.

The eyes of the two reflected each other, and they didn't notice the strangeness of Wei Bo behind them.

I saw that the old man's eyes changed from shock at the beginning to calm, with murderous intent in his cold eyes, and his dry hands were hidden in his linen coarse clothes, holding them tightly.

The master fell in love with the boy in front of him? Or rather, it's a girl dressed as a man! He must die! Some people are born with no feelings!

When night fell, the two sat by the fire and stared at the sky, and behind them, a figure flashed, running towards Wei Ziyuan's barracks.

"What's wrong?" Chu Junhan saw that the young man tilted his head slightly, and he also became vigilant, could it be that there was an enemy army coming to spy on intelligence? Why didn't she find anything?

Wei Ziyuan squeezed out a smile, "Just now a gust of evil wind blew, I felt very cold, and I wanted to go back to find clothes." ”

As he spoke, the young man got up and walked towards his barracks, leaving Chu Junhan with a puzzled expression.

"Childe!" The phantom clenched his fists and bowed his head.

"What are you doing again?"

Wei Bo is not like what he sees on weekdays, as if he has changed a person, the sword is not old, and his voice is full of anger, "I asked him to come, the safety of the son is related to the safety of the entire Jiuling force, and the son cannot be lost at all." ”

"Lying." Wei Ziyuan stared at the two of them sharply, his face like frost.

Phantom swallowed his saliva, although he was a top master and a person who trained Wei Ziyuan since he was a child, but the aura of the young man, he couldn't bear it a little.

Wei Ziyuan glanced at the fine beads of sweat on the phantom's forehead, snorted coldly, and looked at the old man again, "Uncle Wei, I respect you as my father's old department, and I hope you can respect me, if you dare to assert yourself, do you know how my mother died?" ”

The last few words, the young man said very softly, but when they reached the ears of the old man, they were like thunder.

"My mother, in front of me, cut off her flesh with a knife, and I saw that her heart was still beating......"

Wei Bo's legs were weak, he quickly knelt down, and slammed his head on the ground, the old slave did not make any claims, everything was arranged by the son! ”

Wei Bo still remembered that when he opened the door, the master sat upright, watching Wei Ling commit suicide, his face was expressionless, and he couldn't forget that look in his life.

"Phantoms also listen to Childe's ......."

Before the black shadow could finish speaking, he was slapped away by the young man's palm, and slammed into the soft couch, snorting, and a drop of crimson overflowed from under the mask.