Sweetheart of the school grass: Hello, girlfriend!

Chapter 755 Ancient 51
Russell blinked, a man's chest?It was the first time she admired him so closely.

Yan Xiu felt a little uncomfortable being watched by her, and tugged at his collar.Said: "I want to take you to see a doctor, you have a fever."

Russell reached out and touched his forehead, it was really hot.She asked Yan Xiu: "Then will you always protect me?"

"I will." Yan Xiu replied.It seems that out of a heroic instinct, he will generously extend his helping hand to the weak and those in need.But Yan Xiu forgot at this time that he was not a hero, but a killer.

Russell smiled contentedly in Yan Xiu's arms.Yan Xiu was a little surprised by her smile.She said: "I never thought that I would have someone who cares whether it is life or death."

life or death?Yan Xiu thought to himself, he has never cared about other people's life and death, even his own life and death has long been ignored, but who cares about his life and death?There must be many people who want him to die.

He is a killer, such feelings are natural, but she is only a 16-year-old girl, how could she have experienced so many vicissitudes of life?
"You will have a good life in the future." Yan Xiu comforted her.

Russell stared at Yan Xiu with a pair of dark eyes, as if what he said would definitely come true, "Really?" she asked.

"It's true." Yan Xiu replied.Obviously this answer is just his intuition, he didn't think about what would happen if it wasn't true?Because he felt that Jiangmen Que would definitely not let her be a beggar, Jiangmen Que?Thinking of that man, Yan Xiu felt a little dark in his heart. He is a good man. Half of the girls in the world gave him their hearts. Although they were not really infatuated, they did paint the image of an ideal husband in their hearts with Jiangmen Que. Equal sign, a man with a handsome appearance, elegant posture, gentle and elegant, full of poetry and excellent martial arts, how many such men are there in the world?

At least if Jiangmen Que is equated with these words, others will not dare to equate them, at most a less than sign.And him, Yan Xiu?I am afraid it is not equal to the sign.

Russell laughed out loud, obviously her brain was burning a little abnormally.She leaned against Yan Xiu's chest, opened his collar with her fingers, and saw the spring scenery inside.

Yan Xiu frowned, is she really confused?Peeping at a man's body?

"How did you get these scars?" Russell asked.

scar?Yan Xiu looked down, he didn't remember who made it himself.He just smiled and said, "Those who miss me dead."

"Do many people want you to die?" Russell asked. "Chasing you like chasing me?"

"Almost." Although many of them were hacked by others in the process of killing people, but that was ten years ago. During these ten years, his martial arts had reached an astonishing level, and he wanted to hurt him. , It is not such an easy thing anymore, he is not conceited, but the fact is.How many masters died under his sword?
As a result, in the next few years, no more masters came to him for sword competitions, because he never kept his soul under the sword, and the only result of the competition was the opponent's death.

This made everyone spurn him, saying that he was a cruel ghost, not human at all, and heartless.

What is heart?Didn't know that ten years ago.The consequence of being merciful is to give others the opportunity to take revenge on you with thousands of troops.

Why did he bother to make trouble for himself, anyway, those people, life and death have nothing to do with him.

Russell stretched out her arms and hugged his chest, and pressed her face to his chest. She didn't know whether she felt sorry for him or felt heartbroken for what had happened to her. A drop of crystal tear flowed from the corner of her eye.

(End of this chapter)