Crazy host sweet temptation, cold licking the main god and acting coquettish

Luo Yuheng's tears were still on his face, and he had no impression of the incredibly beautiful person in front of him.

Even in his six years, he had never seen anyone more handsome than this person.

No, he is not like a human. He must be a god who saves all living beings.

"How do you know? You know my name? Who are you?" The child hiccupped while crying. He didn't know why. In the past, he never believed that there would be people who would be nice to him for no reason. Those people approached him for some purpose. But now, he couldn't even sense any malice from this person.

The gentle vortex of the god led him to indulge, but Luo Yuheng suddenly woke up. Considering his own safety, he wanted to reach out and push Si Mo away, but when he saw that his hands were pitch black, he couldn't bear to let them fall on the god's spotless white clothes.

“Dirty…” Little Luo Yuheng gradually stopped sobbing and murmured.

He was afraid that he had defiled the gods, but he didn't want the gods to really let him go.

Very contradictory.

Such a broken Luo Yuheng simply poked the softest spot in Si Mo's heart, and the little fox's heart was almost softened into a puddle.

"Ah Heng is not dirty, I am..."

Si Mo forced a gentle smile, but he didn't know how to introduce himself to little Luo Yuheng: "I am your future lover."

"Heng is safe, can I take you out?"

Little Luo Yuheng didn't seem to understand the meaning of 'lover'. He looked a little confused: "Lover, does it mean you will always be by my side?"

Si Mo rubbed the child's hair, which was tangled like dry grass, and replied, "Yes."

"Okay." Luo Yuheng also agreed to Si Mo. He didn't want to stay here anymore. The days without sunshine were too hard to endure.

"Get out now."

Little Luo Yuheng overcame his timidity, stretched out his little hand and placed it in Si Mo's palm. The next moment, the scenes in front of his eyes changed one after another, and many fragments of memories, good and bad, all rushed into his mind. The only thing that remained unchanged was the face of the god in front of him.

"Master..."

Luo Yuheng emerged from the mist formation and met his master's eyes.

"I almost hurt you." Luo Yuheng's eyes returned to normal color, and he stared at his hands with red eyes.

What has he done?

"No," Si Mo breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he had finally returned to normal, and comforted him, "I'm fine."

There was a sound coming from the treetops behind the right. Si Mo reacted quickly and instantly sent out a beam of divine power.

Han Yu, who had been lying in ambush, failed to succeed and was hit back by the fatal blow of his own magic. He was shocked back several meters and hit a bamboo pole. His spine was broken instantly and he coughed up blood.

"Hmm..." Han groaned depressedly, covering his chest and feeling difficulty breathing.

His body was covered in blood, and his originally spotless white clothes were now stained completely red. Now soaking in the water, he looked like a bright flower blooming in the barren desert, about to wither.

In order to lure Luo Yuheng into the formation, he had prepared for this day for a long time, but Luo Yuheng was not easy to deal with. After knowing that he had fallen into a trap, he fought back with all his strength, and the sword energy directly blew away one of Han Yu's arms and shattered it.

Now Han Yu was half-kneeling in the rain with his one arm, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Why... I am only one step away from avenging you..."

He lowered his head and smiled bitterly, as if he saw his own end, and whispered something to himself.

"Ah Xun, am I really useless..."