Hai Biyou, looking at Yan'er in front of her, fell into silence, not knowing how to speak. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Biyou, you're older than me, can I call you my sister?" Yan'er smiled and took the lead in speaking, her words full of kindness.

When Hai Biyou heard this, she pursed her lips and smiled, nodded, and said, "That's very good, Sister Yan'er." ”

Yan'er floated over, approached Hai Biyou, grabbed Hai Biyou's hands with both hands, and said with a smile: "Sister Biyou, since we are now commensurate with our own sisters, can you tell my sister the truth?"

Hai Biyou smiled and said, "Yan'er, what do you want to ask?"

"Sister Biyou, do you like the young master?" asked Yan'er directly, with a nervous look in her eyes.

Hai Biyou's eyes fell on Yan'er's body, looked at Yan'er, and fell into silence, she didn't know what Yan'er meant.

Could it be that this Yan'er also likes Dong Bufan, and now she is here to give herself a leg up and let herself retreat?

After hesitating for a while, Hai Biyou said with a smile: "Sister Yan'er, I don't know why you ask that, but I can tell you that I like him, it's the kind of real like!"

When Yan'er heard this, the nervousness on her face disappeared, and a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes, but at the same time as the disappointment flashed, her heart was full of joy.

For Hai Biyou to like Dong Bufan, in Yan'er's heart, it is very contradictory.

She not only hopes that Hai Biyou really likes Dong Bufan, but she also hopes that Hai Biyou doesn't like Dong Bufan.

"Sister Biyou, can you tell me when did you fall in love with the young master?" asked Yan'er with a smile.

Hai Biyou smiled, looked through the window, looked towards the attic where Dong Bufan was, and said: "It may be in Ling Jianzong, when I first saw him, or it may be on the way, after seeing him and his master separate, it may also be in my Biyou Palace, as for when, I can't tell, and I only know that when he was in the Netherworld Secret Realm and let Yan Yan save me, I knew that I had already liked him!"

Yan'er looked at the happy expression on Hai Biyou's face, and she couldn't be faked, she knew that Hai Biyou didn't lie to herself.

"Young master, being able to be with her can be regarded as a talented woman, a match made in heaven. ”

Yan'er said secretly in her heart, and then said with a smile: "Sister Biyou, let me tell you about the young master." ”

"Huh?" Hai Biyou's gaze fell directly on Yan'er's body, her face showed excitement, she had long wanted to know everything about Dong Bufan.

Once, when she was in the Netherworld, she once asked Dong Bufan about his past, but Dong Bufan always answered ambiguously, or directly changed the topic, and didn't tell her clearly at all.

Yan'er said: "Young master, I was originally a wandering orphan, and when I was twelve years old, I was accepted as an apprentice by my master Zhao Li, and the young master ....... before he was twelve years old."

Yan'er's face showed sadness, sighed, and said: "Young master, he has parents, five brothers and sisters, he is the eldest, that year, there was a famine in his hometown, the family was far away, but it was lost on the road, that year's young master, only eight years old, can you imagine the helplessness and pain of an eight-year-old child after being lost with his parents?"

"Eight years old, he is only eight years old, when he was eight years old, he began to beg, for four whole years, the life of the life is unimaginable, young master, his life, in fact, is very bitter. ”

Hai Biyou didn't expect that Dong Bufan would have such a past, and pictures appeared in his mind.

An eight-year-old child stood in the crowd, crying loudly and calling out to his parents, but no one paid attention.

A nine-year-old child, begging along the street, snatching food from the dog's mouth, just to be able to eat a bite of food, fill his stomach, and be covered with scars.

A ten-year-old child, dressed in simple and coarse clothes, shivered with his hands around his knees in the cold wind, and looked at the children passing by with envy in his eyes.

An eleven-year-old child, surrounded by countless well-dressed children, kept beating, but his eyes were firm and he didn't say a word.

A twelve-year-old child, in order to survive, he picked up a stick, fought wild dogs, and knew how to protect himself.

Hai Biyou's eyes moistened, and two tears flowed out of them.

"Young master, he looks firm on the outside, but he will also be tired, and he will miss, how many days and moons have been, I have heard it, the young master called out to his parents in his dream, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, young master, his heart is actually very bitter!"

Yan'er sobbed a little and continued: "However, young master, he never showed it, he was afraid that we would worry about him, all the suffering, all the pain, young master, he was willing to let us be sad for him." “

"He ......" Hai Biyou couldn't help crying.

Yan'er took a deep breath, suppressed the grief in her heart, and said with a smile: "Young master, he likes to eat watermelon, he said that he used to eat it often when he was a child, and it was planted by his father. ”

"The young master doesn't like to eat bitter things, especially medicine, those bitter medicines, he will never eat them, he said, life is already bitter enough, why do you want to suffer from it?"

"Young master, he seems to be approachable, but deep down in his heart, he will not accept a person easily, because he is afraid of losing. ”

"But once he accepts your existence, the young master will regard you as a friend, and he can be a friend who can go up the sword mountain and go down to the sea of fire!"

"Young master, he has a habit, when he shows a sincere smile, it means that he has a murderous intention in his heart, he is going to kill, at this time, don't stop him, because, at this time, if anyone stops him, it is not his friend. ”

"Young master, he likes to pit people, of course, this is not what the young master originally liked, but learned from Master Zhao Li, don't underestimate the young master, although the young master is not very old, but Master Zhao Li said that the young master's skills in pit people are stronger than him. ”

"As for the young master, his greatest wish, it is naturally to find his parents, how many years, he has not given up, but he has never found it. ”

Yan'er chattered endlessly about all Dong Bufan's habits, while Hai Biyou listened to everything quietly and remembered everything about Dong Bufan in her heart.

"Sister Yan'er, what are you telling me all this?" After Hai Biyou listened to Yan'er's words, she looked at Yan'er with both eyes, and she had not recovered from her grief, so she asked.

Yan'er took a deep breath, she felt that after saying all this, she suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

Yan'er showed a relieved smile and said: "Sister Biyou, Yan'er doesn't lie to you, Yan'er also likes the young master, that year, after the young master was Yan'er and killed the county master, Yan'er liked the young master, but Yan'er is a ghost, Yan'er can't be with the young master, Yan'er tells you this, Yan'er hopes that you can treat the young master well, don't let the young master, be sad, grief." ”