Quick Transmigration: I just want to hate the protagonist

Chapter 445 A New Beginning

In the depths of the forest, [-] kilometers away from the Shangyang base, the trees tens of meters high are lush and green like a cover, and the overlapping branches form an airtight net, leaving only strands of sunlight leaking out.

Only some unknown grasses and pitiful shrubs can grow on the ground, and they are struggling to grow with the help of the sunshine.

The familiar pain in the brain is the sequelae of the materials 403 had passed on to her.

Thinking of 403, Bai Mo couldn't help but sigh.

In fact, she is not so cold-blooded. After all, 403 has been with her for so many years. Although they don't usually communicate much, they definitely spend a lot of time together.

For such a thing as parting, it is not so much reluctance, but regret.

Bai Mo has been used to being alone since he was a child. The people around him stop and go, they are used to parting, and they are also used to being alone.

Since there is no way to avoid it, it is better to let nature take its course.

"Are you awake?" The low and pleasant voice had the unique hoarseness of a teenager, but it was not unpleasant.

Bai Mo followed the voice and saw a young man in a black robe sitting on the ground with one leg curled up, looking at him with his face propped up, while the other hand was still turning the branch in his hand.

There was a piece of processed meat of an unknown creature stuck on the branch, and it was placed on the fire and was sizzling hot.

Bai Mo moved his nose, propped himself up, and said in a probing tone, "Yan Hua?"

The boy nodded, put the meat in his hand, walked to Bai Mo's side, and hugged him.

He buried his head in Bai Mo's neck, and said with a humming voice, a little wronged, "Senior Sister, you are finally back."

Bai Mo: ...

If she didn't know the identity of Yan Hua's big boss, she would quite like him calling her Senior Sister, but after knowing that he was hundreds of years older than herself, Bai Mo always thought it was weird to call her Senior Sister.

Cultivators have a long lifespan, and the higher the level of cultivation, the longer the lifespan. Although Yan Hua has always looked young, he and Si Ming are twin brothers after all, and they both lived to the top of the pyramid.

Neither cultivation base nor age can be lowered.

Although Bai Mo didn't know why Yan Hua turned into a teenager, after all, she was just a person who had gone through the plot roughly, and the specific details were directly skipped.

Time does not allow.

Yan Xi felt Bai Mo's inattention, and the strength in his hands became stronger. He wrapped her in his arms, and his warm breath sprinkled on Bai Mo's body, causing a layer of numbness.

Bai Mo came back to his senses, raised his hand and rubbed his head: "Why did you change your name to Yanxi?"

"No change, you can call it whatever you want." He rubbed his head and didn't care.

In fact, his name is not Yan Hua either. He and Si Ming are brothers, so naturally their surname is Si, but that doesn't matter. Others don't call him by his first name, they only call him by his respectful title cautiously.

Only she can use left and right, whether it is Yan Xi or Yan Hua, he is him, and she can be called either.

Bai Mo hummed in a low voice: "Let's call it Yan Hua."

She always felt that "Yan Xi" had a sense of loss inside, which was unlucky.

"it is good,"

Yan Hua responded, and pulled Bai Mo to the bonfire where the barbecue was, and took the roasted meat from the wooden rack.

"Let's eat something first. There is no spiritual energy in this world, and you need to eat to maintain your life." He put the grilled meat that was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and handed it to Bai Mo, looking at her eagerly. "I hunted it nearby before. The seasoning here is not enough. The taste is mediocre. I barely eat it. Fill my stomach first, and then find something more delicious when I go out."

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(End of this chapter)