too affectionate

Chapter 43
Luan Feng didn't understand what was happening in front of him at all, he scratched his head in doubt, and got on his horse.

The moment Sapphire saw the red light, her eyes widened quickly, her white teeth were lightly gritted, her fists at her sides were tightly clenched, and her complexion instantly became as solemn as ice in deep winter.

Sure enough it was her.

After getting into the carriage, Heng Li immediately let go of Wanyan's hand, sat straight on the seat, took out a snow-white handkerchief, and wiped the blood on her hand and the hilt of the sword.

Wanyan was completely confused by what happened so suddenly.

Unconsciously, she sat down on the seat, raised her left hand, which was still warm in the hand of Heng Li, and looked suspiciously at the faint but extremely dazzling blood-colored light in the palm of her hand in the dark night.

Where the hell did this come from?Could it be that among the killers I just killed, someone's ultimate gift was "Red Light Beast"?

But my Baize clan knows all the unique gifts in the world, how can there be any "red light beast" or "green light beast".

Could it be that I am some kind of red-blooded god who descended into the world?

This name is so earthy... Let's forget it.

Wanyan thought about it for a long time, but she really had no idea, so she had to ask Heng Li for help.

"Master Heng, do you know what the red light on my palm is?"

Wanyan spread her left hand and stretched it out in front of Heng Li, the blood-red light instantly illuminated each other's faces.

Heng Li's eyes fell on Wanyan's palm, and instead of answering her question, he stretched out a hand and gently held Wanyan's five fingertips.

"Master Heng...?" Wanyan asked in a daze.

The contact again tonight made Wanyan stunned again, looking at Heng Li's big eyes with puzzled and surprised light.

"Don't move." Heng Li said in a deep voice.

At the same time, Heng Li reached into his bosom with the other hand, took out a bracelet, put it on Wanyan's wrist lightly, and then let go of Wanyan's hand.

The moment she put on the bracelet, the bloody light in Wanyan's hand disappeared silently
"Huh? Gone?"

Wanyan saw that the blood light was gone, she took her hand back, and carefully looked at the bracelet on her wrist by the moonlight.

This is an extremely beautiful blood jade bracelet.

In the milky white translucent jade, like ink dyed, the gorgeous and cold blood color is blooming.

The jade color is crisp and pure, the blood color is dazzling and shocking, and the bracelet feels as delicate as suet.

Although Wanyan didn't like these gold and jade weapons since she was a child, she didn't know how to do it.

But anyone who looks at this bracelet can perceive its preciousness.

"Master Heng, who is this?" Wanyan raised her arms and asked Heng Li, completely confused.

"Send it to you."

Heng Li glanced at the beautiful bracelet on Wanyan's arm, and said calmly.

"How can I do that? As the saying goes, you don't get rewarded for meritorious deeds. Besides, how can a subordinate official accept something from an adult."

Wanyan became anxious when she heard this, and hurriedly refused.

As he spoke, he reached out to take off the bracelet.

"Don't pick it!"

Heng Li suddenly spoke in a cold voice, leaned forward and stretched out her hand to stop Wanyan's movements.

There is an unquestionable majesty in the voice, and a rare rush.

When Wanyan heard the voice, she reflexively stopped what she was doing.

Seeing Wanyan stop, Heng Li was obviously relieved.

He knew that if he didn't explain clearly to Wanyan, she would never wear it obediently, so he had to patiently give her an explanation.

"If you don't want to cause trouble for yourself, you must not let outsiders see the red light on your hand.

This jade bracelet can suppress the red light in your left hand, so don't take it off at any time. "

As soon as she heard Heng Li's tone, Wanyan knew that there was no room for maneuver in this matter, so she obediently responded, thinking that she would return the gift to the adults in the future and return the favor.

"Hmm... Thank you Master Heng for giving me such a beautiful bracelet."

Wanyan touched the bracelet on her left wrist with her right hand. On this cold jade vessel, there was still a little warmth from Heng Li's arms.

"So, what is this red light?"

Wanyan blinked her small eyes, looked at the silhouette of Heng Li in the moonlight and asked, still puzzled.

"How do I know?" Heng Li replied concisely and casually.

"What..." Wanyan muttered softly without getting an answer.

Everyone knows that this jade bracelet can suppress the red light, so how could they not know what the red light is.

Adult lying is really as sloppy and perfunctory as boasting...

Although she knew that Heng Li must know the reason for this, but Wanyan also knew that since Heng Li didn't want to say, she must not be able to ask, so she gave up and asked another question.

"Then why do you carry this jade bracelet with you, my lord?"

This bracelet looks like something worn by a woman. When Wanyan asked this question, she was secretly gossiping.

"I am willing."

Heng Li replied coldly, those who earnestly practice "never say a word" about the great cause.

"Good! You are willing!"

Wanyan, who didn't get any answer, said angrily, and turned around with her arms folded.

Heng Li turned her eyes slightly to the window from the front, and landed on Wanyan's back.

His eyes, which were always cold and confident, were full of uneasiness and worry at this moment.

Because, I made this specially for you, and I have been waiting for eight years to give it to you.

Yan'er killed too many lives today, it sure enough, did it react...

I don't know if I can hide it: her, and it.

Wanyan twirled the bracelet on her arm, and spoke with some regret.

"According to what is written by storytellers or picture books on the street, people who are assassinated in the mountains will not all run to the forest, and then hide in a dilapidated mountain hut, where they spend a few days catching hares, hunting pheasants, The mountain life of men farming and women weaving.

I waited a few days before I left.

As a result, when we were assassinated, we were really just assassinated, and there was no follow-up activity at all, which was really boring. "

Heng Li snorted coldly, with contempt in her tone: "There are only so few people, let alone me, I can't even hurt you."

The darkness gave Wanyan the right to roll her eyes at will.

"What do you mean 'even me'! Am I really good?"

Hearing this, Heng Li chuckled, and replied teasingly and noncommittally: "Yes, it's great, it's great."

"Tch." Wanyan hugged her arms indignantly, turned her back to Heng Li, and stopped talking.

In the early morning of the second day, the group left the mountain smoothly.

The rising sun sprinkled among the clear water and green mountains, quietly penetrated into the car, and sprinkled on Wanyan who was sleeping soundly leaning against the window, covering the hostility and the smell of blood that had not dissipated from her body.

Wanyan sat next to the boy in white clothes and gauze, shaking her little feet, listening with great interest to him calmly explaining the strategy to herself.

The eager gazes of the people around him burned the young man like a raging fire, staining his face under the white veil crimson, and finally the young man could no longer ignore it.

"What's the matter?" The boy turned his head slightly, met the girl's eyes, and said lightly, "Is there any problem?"

Wanyan hurriedly retracted her gaze, and waved her hands again and again, her little face was stained a little crimson.

"No, no! You spoke very carefully and clearly, and even my disciples could understand me!"

"I'm just curious, little master, you should be a few years older than me. It's really rare in the world to have such a talent and extraordinary ability. I'm very impressed!"

The young man was taken aback by such a straightforward word of praise, and immediately recovered his composure, then humbly and softly thanked him: "Thank you for your compliment, it's so rare, I really don't dare to take it."

"You are really too modest." Wanyan tilted her small head, her eyes bent into two small crescents with a little bit of starlight.

"But Tuer is really strange. It is the nature of children to be playful and lazy, but you can go against nature and study hard since you were young.

My disciple dare not speculate on the meaning of my little master, but I personally think that you are definitely not a person who chases fame and wealth, and is greedy for wealth and honor.

Then you, why are you studying so hard and practicing so hard? "

Hearing this question, the little master blurted it out without any hesitation.

"For the common people."

What he said was obviously a great ambition to benefit the world, but there was no trace of vigor in the young man's eyes to match it.

Yes, just as indifferent and peaceful as ever.

It seems that living for the common people and striving for life is not a dream that does not matter whether you like it or not, but an inevitable and inescapable responsibility.

This answer was obviously beyond Wanyan's expectation.

"For the common people..."

Wanyan murmured softly, her eyes flashed with crystal light.

Wanyan stared intently at the side face of the little master covered by the veil, and after a while she smiled lightly and said, "So that's how it is."

The young man didn't know that his simple but grand four words stirred up a turbulent sea in Wanyan's heart.

From that day on, Wanyan had the image of a savior in her heart.

He does not take the task of saving the world as glory, but takes the task of saving the world as his responsibility.

This is what a savior should be like.

"Stop."

A dignified but familiar voice pulled Wanyan back from her sleep.

Wanyan opened her confused eyes, only to realize that the day had already dawned and the carriage had stopped.

Subconsciously recalling the dream just now, Wanyan narrowed her eyes and recalled, it seemed to be seven years ago, one night when she was eight years old, when her little master taught her a lesson.

Wanyan smiled self-deprecatingly in her heart, every time she was weak, she would dream of the little master, what kind of childish habit is this.

Although he said he didn't feel guilty and didn't care last night, it took a period of time for a 15-year-old child to digest hundreds of lives from the world to the underworld.

"Got to go."

Seeing that Wanyan had almost woken up, Heng Li spoke again.

"Huh? Good." Wanyan responded with a blank look.

Every time after waking up, Wanyan's mind is in fragmented state.

At this time, she didn't understand what Heng Li meant, but she subconsciously chose to be obedient.

After Wanyan finished speaking, she wobbled and was about to get up, only to realize that she was still covered with a cape of Heng Li.

With a blank mind, Wanyan picked up Heng Li's cloak, stood up, and carefully placed it in Heng Li's arms.

"Thank you sir." Wanyan thanked softly, then turned around and got off the car.

"Xuan Shilang."

Wanyan who had already opened the curtain heard the sound of Heng Li behind her, stopped in her tracks, and looked back.

Heng Li stood up, with the cloak Wanyan just put on his arms draped over his arms.

Heng Li strode up behind Wanyan, stretched out her hand to shake off the cloak, and gently put it on Wanyan's body.

Through her single clothes, Wanyan felt suddenly surrounded by warmth.

However, Heng Li's hand never touched her at all.

Wanyan was stunned for a moment, then looked into Heng Li's black eyes in doubt.

"It's easy to catch a cold when you just wake up."

Heng Li said in a deep voice, and then walked straight out of the carriage through the curtain Wanyan opened.

Wanyan blinked her small eyes, and hurriedly followed.

(End of this chapter)