Grumpy host, she just wants to do business

Chapter 413 Falling in Love with the Sick Jiaolong (87)
Later, Tan Sang went to the place where Samuel grew up, collected bits and pieces about him, watched him grow up, and watched everything about him.

She has been to many places and seen many landscapes, but nothing compares to the soul-stirring beauty of the boy's eyes that were like blooming roses.

But in the vast world, she can no longer find her little slave...

Going around and going around, many years later, Tan Sang is now immortal, and the sword in his hand is also very obedient.

Probably Samuel had made her this way when he died.

He seemed to be worried that she would be bullied, so he put a restraint on his sword—swearing to protect her to the death.

After walking through many places, she would be tired after all. In the end, Tan Sang chose to stay in the imperial capital, at the house with Samuel.

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Qi Xu is a refugee from the east. He was abandoned by his parents when he was young.

Qi Xu's life was hard, so he went all the way to the west.

Here, people are relatively peaceful, and Qi Xu only needs to hunt prey every day, which is enough to support himself.

"Help! Help!"

A girl's exclamation sounded, and when I looked closely, it turned out to be a wolf chasing a woman? !

The woman's legs suddenly softened and she fell to the ground.

Seeing that the wolf was about to pounce on the woman.

Qi Xu raised his hand, the hands holding the bow were extremely perfect, the fingers were distinct and strong, the skin exposed by the man's wrist and even the fingertips was as white as the first snow.

The arrow shot out without a trace of air hindering it.

shot the wolf.

It was only when blood spattered Eve's face that she realized that the wolf that was about to eat her had been killed.

She got up and thanked the man.

Looking up, he saw the man who saved her. He was very good-looking. For Westerners, this is an almost gorgeous appearance.

Tall, thin and well-proportioned figure, with somewhat sickly pale skin, raised eyes, almost bright red lips.

This kind of appearance doesn't look feminine, on the contrary, it has a sense of indifference to the world.

Obedient, according to the customs of the East, the grace of saving life should be promised by the body.

"First... sir, thanks to you for saving me... I want to be your wife..."

At dusk, the man's profile was exquisite, and he shot another arrow quickly, which almost brushed Eve's cheek, and the escaped rabbit fell to the ground, bleeding from its calf.

He lowered his eyes and bent down to pick it up.

Sitting on the tree, Tan Sang didn't expect that he could see such a picture of a straight man completely ignorant of the little girl's mind.

But it's often not okay to laugh at other people's things.

For example, the current Tan Sang fell from the tree all of a sudden without knowing what happened, and fell straight down.

The broken sword didn't know where it died, but she didn't have anything under her body now.

Sure enough, I still can't gloat.

If she falls like this, her ass will bloom!

Tan Sang silently covered her face, trying not to lose her appearance.

It should have been a hard rock, or the ground, but instead she fell into a warm embrace.

With fragrance.

Tan Sang couldn't help but put down his hand, wanting to see the person who caught him.

The golden-red light at dusk hit his face completely, blurring the entire facial features, and she even hurt her own eyes.

But she just knew that the person in front of her, the person holding her, was her little slave.

After a long time, she was caught off guard, and the person she had been looking for for many years, who should have been out of her wits, appeared in front of her like this.

She looked at this handsome face, which was really bewitching.

Over the years, she often dreamed of him, and sometimes dreamed that he was being devoured by thousands of monsters in the endless hell.

Sometimes it was that year when he exchanged himself for the peace of the world. When he never looked back, blood and tears fell from his eyes.

It was obviously something that should be joyful, but the tip of her nose was sour for no reason.

(End of this chapter)