Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

"You saved my palace. When I see my brother, I will reward you again!" As soon as the cloth on the young master's mouth was untied, he gasped and said.

His voice is hoarse. He has not drunk water for a long time.

Ah Mu didn't pay attention to the young master's words. Looking at the young master's clothes, he knew that his identity was unusual. What's more, ah Mu is now concentrating on cutting the rope for him.

When the rope on the young master's body was cut, Amu was relieved. He looked up and saw that the young master lowered his head, and his brows were tightening. His good-looking eyes were staring at amu's hands.

A mu closely followed and lowered his head, touching his scarred and bloodstained hand, he subconsciously wiped it on his body.

"What are you doing?" The white fingers were clasped on his wrist. Even if they were tied and stained, they still looked white and tender.

Bai Nen's amu was only worried that he had soiled the little childe's hands. At the same time, he had an idea in his heart. It turned out that the little childe was not only good-looking in his eyes, but also good-looking in his hands.

No, you look good everywhere.

A Mu Leng Leng thought and was pulled back by the angry voice of the young master.

"No more hands? It's so dirty... " The young master said angrily.

A mu hears the young master say dirty, subconsciously want to hand back.

But the young master held his wrist with strength. Maybe he didn't want to give up. Ah Mu didn't pull his hand back at last. He watched the young master pull the cloth on his body and bandage his palm.

Satisfied with the results, the young master slightly raised his chin and began to call him, "my palace legs are numb, you come to carry my palace."

The signer sat there all the time. From dawn to dark, all the beggars in the alley came back, and the boy named amu didn't come back.

But none of the beggars mentioned it.

Not to mention someone went out looking for amo.

For them, this is normal. There will always be people around who go out and never come back. Some people leave the city, while others die outside.

There are so many reasons for death that no one cares why a beggar dies.

No one even cares about the disappearance of a beggar.

It was not until the middle of the moon that all the beggars fell asleep that amu came back here.

He first looked forward to see if everyone was asleep, but he had a pair of eyes.

A mu was startled and almost cried out. Fortunately, he covered his mouth in time.

Then he recognized that the owner of these eyes was the new man. He was relieved. He put his index finger to his lips and said "Shh" gently. Then he took out a clean steamed bread from his arms.

"Sorry, there were three steamed buns, but this is the only one left." A mu whispered, and as he spoke, he handed over the steamed bread.

The other two steamed buns were eaten by the young master when he came back to the city with the young master on his back.

Originally, this steamed bread was to be eaten by young master, but amu stopped him.

At that time, the young master was still very angry. He stretched out his hand on his back and pulled his messy hair. He said angrily, "isn't it just a steamed bun? Stingy what? When I go back to my palace, I will give you a hundred and a thousand! If you want to eat steamed bread all your life, you can be satisfied with this palace! "

Although a Mu's hair is in a mess, he has also secretly washed it. Unlike other beggars, there are lice in his hair.

This is also the reason why the young master is willing to touch his hair.