Did the tavern owner cook Chinese food today?

In the deep alley, a touch of light green Luoyi shuttles through it.

skirt?Below, long, brown feet covered in plaster.Running all the way, dragging blood all the way.

"She won't run for long." Three tall and strong men shouted and chatted behind them.

"I haven't seen any girl who can run so fast." One of them was weak and cursed out of breath.

"Her" thick and slender eyebrows curled together in pain.

His feet were so painful that he didn't know how long he could hold on.The jackal-like gaze behind him has stuck to his back ever since he sneaked out of the Mandala brothel just now, making his scalp tingle.

His vision began to blur and turn white due to the pain, and his brain was in chaos.The blood on the soles of his feet soaked the ground, but he could only run numbly.

Why...why Selah never told him...

"Wow——" A strong wind blows head-on, as if to hinder his escape, and blows into the bloody mouth of the jackal behind him.

Thick blond hair fluttered with the wind, the dull wind, blindfolded long hair, and pain in the soles of his feet all pushed him to the ground.

"Grab her!" The eyes of the three pairs of jackals shot out a dim light.

He crawled on the ground with difficulty, trying to struggle to get up, but was grabbed by his ankle.

For the first time, he felt that the concrete floor was so cold and painful.Lu Luo was very thin, so the skin on his chest was scraped fiercely by the ground and kept moving backwards.

The green Danko clung to the ground firmly, and then the skin was torn, and like the feet, there were dark red water marks.

A pair of golden-brown pupils filled with unwillingness.His body is resisting the wolves, while the despair and hope in his heart are fighting each other.

"Stinky bitch, I've been chasing you for so long." One of them spat, and it touched his silky hair.

"Knock her out and carry her away. You can sell it after you're done." The man's companion grabbed the "woman"'s head and pressed it to the ground heavily. "This face can be sold for a lot of money."

"Wouldn't it be more convenient to do it directly here? It's difficult for the guards to patrol this place."

The companion laughed loudly after hearing this, and patted the "woman" on the face: "Did you hear that? This is your own trap! Be good, take the initiative, and you will suffer less..."

The two stopped at the same time, and the third person lifted his skirt and lifted it to his waist, and then he widened his eyes: "This is a fucking man... Ugh!"

A cloud of black mist suddenly invaded his ten fingers, and in the blink of an eye, with the sound of "crack, cluck", the ten fingers broke into a strange and frightening angle.

Like a tree with broken branches, only a little bit of flesh is pulled, and it hangs down limply and listlessly.

The pain made the man scream uncontrollably, but the two companions next to him were shocked to find that his mouth was filled with black mist, as if he was biting cotton, and he couldn't make a sound.

One person was so frightened that he slumped on the ground, and the other was more courageous, although he couldn't hide his panic: "Which bastard is meddling in his own business?"

The alley only had two entrances, so they followed the sound and quickly found the people who came—a black-haired young man holding a sword, and a tall man in a cloak whose face could not be seen clearly.

From the exposed palms of the man in black, they saw the strange black mist.

"Magic...magician." The man with the severed hand cried out in shock.

"Do you want money, or this girl?" The courageous one stood up and stepped back.

The two people who stepped forward ignored them.

"You don't need to do anything, I'll take care of them." The man in black said.

The young man with black hair and green eyes actually smiled helplessly in this situation: "Be gentle, just make them unable to walk, and don't kill them."

The moment the green-eyed young man withdrew his sword, the three of them turned around and wanted to run away, but they were all captured by the black mist without exception.Pulling leg pulling leg, tripping tripping trip.

Without exception, they were all tortured according to the way they had treated the "woman" in green.

The three of them knocked their heads on the ground, making a loud bang.The young man with black hair and green eyes turned a blind eye, with a gentle smile on his face, took off his outer shirt, and walked towards the "woman" who was watching all these developments in a daze.

"Put it on first." He said, "Can you walk?"

The "woman"'s eyes were full of vigilance, but when his hair was blown back by the wind, his vision became much brighter, and the two of them looked at each other, both startled.

"Have we met?" The green-eyed young man smiled politely.

The "woman" nodded hesitantly. Obviously, they didn't have a deep impression of each other.

But the man in black seemed to see something at a glance.The three people at his feet were crying and begging for mercy, even though their mouths were blocked, they begged silently.

Standing up with the help of the wall, a piercing pain spread along both feet.He swayed, seeing that he was about to fall, and was immediately supported firmly.

His skirt was torn badly, and while supporting him, the green-eyed young man's coat also took the opportunity to cover his shoulders.

"I'll carry it." He heard the black-robed man say, and then quickly stepped forward to carry himself on the back.

The three people on the ground were like maggots, writhing helplessly.

"I dislocated their hands and feet."

The voice of the man in black was very calm.

"good."

The "woman" saw the green-eyed young man showing approval, and patted him on the shoulder in relief.

"My name is Holly." The green-eyed young man said with a smile, "Where do you live? We will send you back and take the main road."

"Zack." It was the first time he spoke.

Hawley was slightly surprised by the slightly deep voice and the obviously male name.

He quickly returned to his previous expression, as if it was just a breeze blowing by just now.

Zach narrowed his cat-like eyes slightly, his heart hanging in the air, and settled down for the time being.

Even if they want to do something to him, now he has no power to resist and can only be slaughtered.

"Thank you... for going to Nizomba block."

Holly had a judgment in his heart.

The Nizomba neighborhood is a gathering place for believers of the God of Water, and Zac... Compared with women, he has wider bones and a Adam's apple that is covered by a thin band around his neck.All the characteristics show that Zach should be a servant of God.

Zac has a relatively outstanding appearance, and under the effect of the potion, his chest has a rise and fall similar to that of a woman, so he was mistaken for a woman by the group of beasts.

Due to their special status as god servants, they usually wrap anklets around their ankles to show their status.

Hawley glanced nonchalantly at Zach's brown ankle - nothing but a white mark from long-time accessories.

Holly didn't ask much, and didn't think too much.He and Wilmer sent people safely to the Nizomba neighborhood, declined Zach's hospitality, and returned home.

After coming out of the tailor shop, I saved people on the way of wandering, and now it's noon when I get home.

In recent years, Master always likes to go to the Sienna, and their life has settled down. Captain Alaina only goes to sea near the Lost Island, so Holly let Master wander around with peace of mind.

As for whether it was for watching the sea or for Captain Alaina, Hawley didn't tell the truth, and let Bobby find the sunset.

In today's home, apart from Ms. Marci who was cleaning, there were only him and Wilmer left.

Lunch is about to be dealt with, and I have to go to the store in the afternoon.During the lunch break, they leaned back on the deck chairs side by side, basking in the warm sun.

A cup of rose lychee oolong tea and a plate of bean paste ice cream are at hand.

"Try this ice cream."

Holly picked up half a palm-sized cake, the beige crust was slightly green.

He wanted to hand it to Wilmer, but the other party leaned over, lowered his head, and bit off half of it from between his fingers.

"The red bean paste has just the right sweetness and is soft and glutinous. Hmm...it's not frozen, but it's very refreshing to eat. Is it the addition of mint?" Wilmer chewed carefully and asked.

Holly doesn't mind sharing food, after all, it's a family.He hesitated for a moment, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and put the remaining ice cream in his mouth.

He noticed that Wilmer's red eyes became brighter for a moment after he ate the cake.

I guess he was acting like a baby... I haven't seen him for a few years, and the little skull is even clingier.

"Yes, I add some mint powder to the crust. Is it milder than the usual ice cube smoothie?"

Chinese-style dim sum is often like the pastry chef who created it and the deeply infiltrated culture: the subtlety is like water, and people must pay attention to the delicacy and subtlety.

With a sip of sweet and sour fruit tea, swallowing the tea-scented lychee meat, Holly said, "Then tell me, what did you see in the library two years ago?"

Wilmer suddenly appeared last night, still covered in dust.Hawley thought he must be very tired after traveling so much, so he didn't let the other party finish the five years' experience in detail.

Without the slightest hesitation, Wilmer looked at the clear blue sky and said, "I read a file that day, which recorded the details of my birth parents."

"Birth parents?" Holly paused with his watery hand.

"Yes. My biological father's name is Ferry Yeoman, and my mother's name is Rosalind Serves. One of them is a high-level mage in the light camp, the other is the chief archer and former camp leader in the dark camp; the other is Humans, and one is a dark elf."

Hearing this, Holly had a bad feeling in his heart.According to his experience of observing the attitude of the camp in his previous life, Little Skull's biological parents are doomed not to be able to love each other smoothly and stably like ordinary couples.

"They have been in love for eight years, and they have never been noticed." Wilmer concealed some rhetoric.

Because on the file, it is written: "Bewitched by Ferry, Rosalind developed sinful desires and had an affair for eight years."

"Until one day, the relationship was exposed, and both camps had conclusive evidence. Because of their high positions and special identities, the light and dark camps did not punish them immediately, but wanted to control and use love—— To steal the opponent's information."

Holly frowned in disgust. He had never stayed in the dark camp, so he was noncommittal.At least on the side of the Holy See of Light, it is indeed something they can do.

"My biological parents naturally didn't want to be in such a predicament. The unswerving love for each other made it impossible for them to make sacrifices and deceive their lovers.

"Their value can still be used, so Ferry and Rosalind were imprisoned by their respective camps.

"A few months later, my mother's belly gradually grew bigger, and only then did people in the dark camp know that Rosalind was pregnant."

Wilmer's tone was very flat, without any ripples.

"Naturally, the 'evil seed' must be eliminated, but the elves themselves are difficult to conceive, and Rosalind wants to keep the child in her womb no matter what.

"Under coercion, my mother made a promise with the dark camp: when she gave birth to a child, she would take her own life and confess her crimes."

Holly stretched out his hand and gently touched the back of Wilmer's hand.Feeling the dry and warm heat, Wilmer moved the corners of his lips slightly.

"After giving birth to me, Rosalind kept her promise and committed suicide on the bed the next day.

"The dark camp originally planned to strangle me in the crib, but Rosalind has long established the prestige and feelings of his soldiers, and there were a large number of pleading voices in the bow and arrow group, which almost caused a wave of chaos that year.

"Then, I saved my life."

It's not like the usual mentality back then, but thinking about it now, Wilmer's heart is finally touched.Because he knew that he was able to live to this day because of the road paved by the blood of his loved ones.

"My biological father, Ferry Yeoman, never knew about my mother's pregnancy and death. A year later, maybe someone tipped the news, and my father used high-level black magic in the cell to open the shackles and the cell, but only To die for love."

If he had resisted earlier, Wilmer's biological parents could have eloped earlier.But Hawley heard that the two have always been loyal to the camp throughout their lives.

Although he couldn't understand how to maintain a balance between such epic love and opposing positions.But it does not prevent Hawley from thinking that they are all great people.

Maybe they also struggled with each other, or the weird friendship with Wilmer in their previous life could be regarded as the friendship born in the killing.

He can't comment on this tragedy, let alone the whole thing.

——Holley felt that the only thing he could do was to protect and guard the little skeleton in front of him that made him feel so distressed.

The two embraced each other lightly under the pouring sunshine, even if they embraced and parted, they never let go of their hands.

Holly's thumb pad slowly stroked the skin on the back of Wilmer's hand.

Gradually smoothes the scars.

"It's not your fault, don't blame yourself." Holly sighed, "Your blood flows from your parents and the love of your adoptive father."

"Seeing your achievements now, they will be happy and proud."

Wilmer didn't say anything, only smiled slightly.

Feeling the warm sunshine and warm wind, Holly closed his eyes unconsciously and fell into a light sleep.

Wilmer turned his head, stared quietly for a moment, then gently took Holly's hand, and kissed him slowly.

He once said that good medicine tastes bitter, but as the years passed, he only felt that the medicine was very sweet.