After shouting, he himself was stunned......

When did he become so nosy?

He stepped forward again and pushed away the hawker who was still beating the boy, and shouted angrily, "What are you doing! ”

Knowing that the hawker had been beaten aside by him, he was satisfied.

The peddler stood up as if to explain to him, as if to reason with him.

After all, everyone in this range knows that he is very difficult to provoke, and no one dares to rush up to provoke him.

He couldn't hear what the vendor was saying to him.

He couldn't hear anything!

The restlessness in his heart he only felt that he couldn't suppress it no matter what.

He looked at the shivering appearance of the young man huddled to the side, and his heart suddenly throbbed, like the most secret pain in the depths of his soul.

He froze there, he didn't seem to be able to hear everything that was being said, he didn't even know if he was still dreaming or awake.

A voice in his head told him, "This is the person you're looking for." ”

Who was it, he asked? He also asked him when he was going to find someone.

The voice fell silent.

No more answers to him.

After a long time, he came to his senses, coldly threw down a piece of silver, picked up the young man and walked towards the Mojie Pavilion.

The boy in his arms had fainted.

The boy was a little dirty, his clothes were in tatters, and his face was stained with mud. The hair was so messy that it even covered most of his face.

Perhaps because of his perennial hunger, he was very small.

He grabbed Tian Yunluo's collar tightly, as if he was grasping at a life-saving straw.

His brows were furrowed, as if he had sweetly entered the dream fragrance.

Regardless of the consternation of his subordinates on the side, he put the boy on the bed, and felt that the boy was really light.

Because there is not much meat for the reason. It was like he was hugging a skeleton.

Let the little guy go and fetch a basin of water and pull the boy's hair aside.

His fingers trembled slightly, and his heart was a little numb, this face ...... Obviously, it is the ...... that he has appeared countless times in his dreams these days The bandits who came that time...... It's also such a face......

But obviously the young man in front of him is even more immature, he looks like he is only thirteen or fourteen years old, and his face is also gentle and harmless...... It's different from the face I saw that day......

The little guy brought the basin over, Tian Yunluo didn't think about it anymore, and carefully wiped it for the scarred young man, and when his fingertips touched the other party's tender skin, his heart was numb.

He knocked on his head to force himself to wake up, he was not a broken sleeve!

In the end, it was like getting lost in a dream.

Tian Yunluo's expression changed several times, and after warning himself again and again that it was useless to calm down, he ran away and threw the boy on the bed.

The young man on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, just in time to see Tian Yunluo's back fleeing.

His eyes flashed with a hint of complexity that didn't belong to him, and he sat up from the bed.

It's not as weak as just now, but there is a domineering aura all over his body.

The sun shone through the window on his face, and he should be even more weak when he was obviously thin.

But his aura seemed to be even stronger under the sunlight.

and he who was hugged tightly by Tian Yunluo in the room before.

If Tian Yunluo stood here, he would be very surprised.

The young man's expression suddenly became gentle again: "Ah Yun~ You are still the same~"

He touched his chin and stared at the direction Tian Yunluo left as if he were staring at a prey.

Moreover, it is his inevitable prey.