The sun shone slanted over, as if there was a layer of halo on the figure.

The boy was so shaken that he couldn't open his eyes, and instinctively blocked his forehead with his hands.

Instinctively vigilant made his whole body tense, and his body subconsciously made an attacking posture.

A low laughter came from above the wall.

Then the light and shadow flashed slightly, and there was another person in front of the boy.

When he saw the person in front of him clearly, his pupils shrank unconsciously.

He was an extremely handsome young man, and he looked only in his early twenties.

The long sword he wore was gorgeous and delicate, and the one he wore was obviously an extraordinary item with surging spiritual power.

But the temperament of her body is indescribable.

Especially those eyes.

It is pitch black and clear, warm and clear, just like the purest obsidian in the world.

The boy was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a while.

Until the person opposite let out a low and pleasant laugh: "Little guy, what's your name?"

The boy's thoughts suddenly returned.

My whole body returned to a tense attack state.

But he still subconsciously replied: "Ye Slave."

The young man was stunned, "Ye Slave?"

The boy nodded and said in a deep voice: "Night of the night, slave of the slave."

The young man frowned, his eyes falling on the scar between his eyebrows.

The first time Ye Nu felt ashamed.

He subconsciously turned his head, trying to cover the ugly and hideous scar on his face with his forehead.

The young man suddenly said, "Ye Nu, do you want to live a completely different life?"

Ye Nu was stunned. When he met the young man's clear eyes, he felt as if someone had a gentle stir in his heart with his feathers.

Does he want to live a completely different life?

Oh!

Why don't you think about it?

He dreamed.

But what's the use of thinking or not?

From the moment he can remember, he has been sold to this [Drunk Life and Dreams].

When his appearance had not been destroyed by [new     www.xbiquge.biz] before, the museum was willing to keep him delicious and delicious, waiting to sell him for a good price.

But before he could sell it, he was ruined.

From then on, no one coveted it anymore.

But he also became the lowest servant, and any person in the museum could beat, scold and humiliate him at will.

He is not a masochist, so how could he want to continue his life like this?

But he also knows better than anyone else that the world is cold and there is no free lunch in the world.

Ye Nu's eyes showed a little sarcasm, "So what if I want it? So what if I don't want it?"

The young man seemed not to see his sharpness.

The smile on his face was still gentle and quiet: "If you want to, I will take you away!"

"Why?" Ye Nu looked at him with a brow, "I am not a relative of you, I am another..."

He laughed self-deprecatingly, "Ignorance, ugly monster... Why do you want to help me?"

“Does it take a reason to help people?”

The young man curled his lips, and his face showed a bit of childish willfulness, "I help others if I like, and I help anyone who I like. Why do I need a reason? I just like you. I want to realize your wish, can't I?"

The young man stretched out his slender fingers and compared his eyes. The corners of his mouth slightly raised: "I suddenly had an idea and wanted to land and rest, and then it happened to fall into this courtyard, and then I happened to see you. Maybe this is the fate destined by God? Moreover, I like your eyes very much... This is also a good reason, right?"

Ye Nu's face turned red.
Chapter completed!