Chapter 83： Small stream fire (2) (2/2)

”...” Flows.

Why is this little woman not half-timed?

But Rao is so thinking, the cheeks of the fire are still a faint blush.

”I know, you don't understand anything, I am... mediocrity.” The fire broke open and slowly closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes had returned to normal ink.

”Forget everything you just saw, or you will have trouble.” The tone of the fire has eased a lot, and there is a trace of helplessness.

”So, you used to stay alone in the mountains, because of these eyes?” The monsoon smoke suddenly asked.

The fire was a slight glimpse, and hesitated for a moment: ”Okay...”

The monsoon smoke smiled. ”You can rest assured that I will not tell anyone about everything in your eyes. I will not let trouble find you. Okay, look at my three-pointed and two-edged sword. Do you not domineering? You are fine anyway, just come with me to bring this thing to Yang Lan, save you and think about it.”

Said, the monsoon smoke grabbed the hand of the fire, dragging the three-pointed and two-edged knife in one hand, and smiling with a full white hair toward Yang Lan's room.

The fire was stagnant and pulled away by the monsoon smoke, and the warmth of his wrist made his look a little embarrassing.

This... stupid woman.

What he worried about was not that he would have trouble.

However, looking at the side face of the monsoon smoke, the words of the fire were stuck in the eyes of the blind man. He bowed his head slightly and sighed silently.

Go, let her go.

Walking, the footsteps of the monsoon smoke suddenly slowed down, she did not look back, just slowly said: ”Small fire, you remember, no matter what trouble you have in the future, as long as I am there, I will not let others hurt you.”