God of War and Shura are just empty titles. Without these halos, the man in front of you is just a flesh-and-blood young man in his twenties.

The information the system gave her only stated that when Tuoba Ling was seven years old, he was taken away from the wolf pack by Tuoba Xiao and brought back to the Desert Palace. However, it did not elaborate on how a seven-year-old child who could not even speak could survive in this cannibalistic palace.

No one even cared about where the man in front of them got the title of God of War.

Qin Yanning raised her hand and placed it on Tuoba Ling's heart. Through the thin clothes, she could even feel the throbbing muscles on the man's body. Qin Yanning knew that Tuoba Ling had a fatal scar here, which was left on the battlefield. In his previous life, Tuoba Ling had been suffering from this old disease until his death.

Tuoba Ling held Qin Yanning's hand and whispered, "Moon God, I will protect you. Listen to my heartbeat and you will know my honesty."

The Moon God is the most respected god by the people of the desert. Tuoba Ling said this to prove his sincerity.

The man's green eyes were filled with determination. In the silent night, Qin Yanning could only hear his steady heartbeat. She threw herself into Tuoba Ling's arms and whispered, "The road ahead is difficult, but fortunately I have a fellow traveler. I will always be by your side."

For some reason, Qin Yanning always felt that she saw many familiar shadows in Tuoba Ling at this moment. She was a little confused, but she did not tell A Lian about this confusion.

Were all the children of the world assigned to her by the system love-brained, or was there something else going on? Qin Yanning couldn't figure it out.

But at this moment she didn't have the energy to think about it. Tuoba Ling held her tightly in his arms, as if he was afraid that she would suddenly disappear.

Qin Yanning hooked Tuoba Ling's little finger, feeling the stiffness coming from the man, she whispered; "Don't be afraid, I won't run away."

That night, Tuoba Ling stayed in Qin Yanning's bedroom all night, and Qin Yanning had a rare good night's sleep.

When she woke up the next day, Tuoba Ling had already left quietly, but when she smelled the lingering scent of pine and cypress in the air, Qin Yanning couldn't help laughing.