The man in green stared at the boy, and the arrogant man behind him tried to get up, but he was shocked to find that he could no longer move the slightest, and after a moment he realized that something was wrong—someone stronger than himself must have suppressed him, so he put away his face.

"You're a rhyme cultivator, although you only have the ninth order of the first fluid, but after all, you're not an ordinary person, and you can make it clean with a little inner rhyme, why don't you do it, or is it that it doesn't matter to you whether the clothes are clean or not?"

The man in green asked softly again, but the boy remained unmoved, and the dead air in his eyes did not change at all.

The man in green knew that the boy in front of him must have experienced something unusual to fall into this way - keeping clothes tidy is due to people's inner desire to take care of themselves, even how ordinary and ordinary people will pay attention to this, but the boy in front of him, even if keeping the clothes clean is just a trivial matter like using internal rhyme for him, he doesn't pay attention to it at all, coupled with his empty eyes, this shows that most of the importance of life for him has been very light, since life is not important, So what kind of clothes do you care if they are clean?

The man in green tapped the boy's forehead with his fingers, but in the blink of an eye, the dust and mud on the boy's body were shaken away by a force, but the dirt did not fly around after being shaken away, but froze in the air for a moment, and then was gathered by a force, forming a very dirty-looking sphere.

The boy's clothes also became clean again, his face and hair regained their luster, and then the surrounding people saw how standard and handsome the boy was, with silver hair and silver pupils, looking from afar, like a silver wolf, with a slight heroism.

But in the eyes of the man in green, the child in front of him is more feminine and feminine, probably because the child has not grown up enough, and his face is still a little childish, so it is difficult to distinguish between men and women.

"Hey, I thought it was a handsome little guy, but it turned out to be such a handsome little girl!" The man in green was surprised, his eyes widened slightly, and he looked at the little boy in front of him. At this moment, the pigeon on his shoulder pulled him twice on the neck with its paws, as if to say something to him, but the man in green did not pay attention to it, but said,

"You must be the first in terms of handsomeness, but this one is better in terms of female beauty."

It was not known whether he was talking to himself or to the pigeon, but when the pigeon heard it, he folded his wings again and shrunk into a ball, as if to express his dissatisfaction.

The man in green clearly mistook the boy for a girl. But the boy has not yet denied it.

The boy only came back to his senses at this moment, and he finally looked at the man in green officially for the first time, and his eyes were slightly alive at this moment.

"What's your name, kid? Will you tell me? ”

The boy was silent for a moment, unable to discern what he was thinking, but then he said a name, albeit in a very small voice.

"Ling Zeru, male."

"It's a good name, but you remind me of someone...... By the way, I'll tell you my name too, my name is ...... In autumn, people like to call me...... Forehead...... Green Ranger ...... This pigeon here is my partner, called Xiao Mo. The man also introduced himself to the boy, and introduced the pigeon by the way, but the pigeon was still puffing up, and deliberately tilted his head when introducing it.

The boy nodded, signaling that he was listening.

"Male?"

The boy nodded again.

“……”

Autumn was stunned for a moment, and instantly grabbed the neck of the pigeon on his shoulder, because he knew that it would giggle and laugh at him at such a time.

"Okay, little friend Ling Zeru, you must be hungry too, now, it's time for the guy behind us to treat us to a big meal!"