Breaths collide.
The atmosphere was a little hot.
The guy who originally looked like a pure boy now lowered his eyes.
The long eyelashes are like butterfly wings, fluttering with a light posture.
The clear eyes were vaguely aggressive.
He held Chu Ci's wrist and pulled Chu Ci into his arms slightly.
There was an indescribable scent lingering at the tip of my nose.
It has a bit of a classical vibe.
My body seemed to have fallen into a cold and somewhat soft cloud.
But it was lifted up so lightly.
All in all, the touch is quite subtle.
Chu Ci let out a low, soft cry at this feeling.
The boy held the little girl tightly.
Feeling the soft little ball in my arms.
It was completely different from his temperature, warm and gentle.
It's quite comfortable to hold in your arms.
'Sikong Wei's love value +3, currently 47.'
But he was too cold.
We can't let this little girl get cold.
He lowered his eyes and thought, then gently let go of her hand and continued speaking.
"For example, some ghosts lose their composure over time and eventually become evil spirits. They also lurk in the corners of this castle. So don't go to certain places casually. I can't control ghosts who have lost their minds."
Sikong Wei continued to speak.
Seeing the little girl looking at him with her big eyes.
He just stared at me, with a look of...heartache in his eyes.
It was like he was feeling sorry for himself for having lived like this for so many years.
Sikong Wei chuckled softly.
It doesn't matter.
He certainly didn't mind at all.
If it was because of this long wait, he was able to wait for the existence that moved him.
Everything, naturally, has meaning.
Come to think of it, he even had to thank the wizard who was greedy for resentment and finally claimed to eliminate the devil.
Of course, he didn’t succeed in the end, and I don’t know if it was because he was not a demon who liked killing.
The environment he originally lived in made him accustomed to this kind of killing, and wars were frequent among countries at that time.
Things like war are so common that they cannot be more common.
He was just one of the orphans who survived.
Finally, he was worshipped as a god by his own people.
They are regarded as Shuras by people from other countries.
But it was probably the blood on his hands that made him look like this.
But it doesn’t matter.
The only thing that made him unhappy now was that he couldn't give the little girl a good hug.
He was too cold.
He hadn't felt anything before.
But when Chu Ci came, the sweet, soft and warm little girl was held in his arms.
That feeling came over me all of a sudden.
Somewhat unwilling.
Perhaps he needs to find some way to deal with his current situation.
For thousands of years, he had not thought about doing anything until today, when he felt that he needed to go look for the wizard whom he had stuffed into which floor or room.
Ask carefully if there is any way to improve this situation.
Sikong Wei thought so, but his expression remained calm.
Then he glanced at the time.
Chu Ci noticed that there was still a watch in this ancient castle.
It just looks different from modern watches.
In the previous plane, Chu Ci had never seen this type of watch.
I was frightened and had dinner. It was already late, but it was not time to go to bed yet.
Sikong Wei was thinking about what to let Chu Ci do to pass the time.
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