After thinking about it, the little guy couldn''t help taking a deep breath.


    He looked at the man on his side again, and his small face was serious: "I started."


    "Be careful."


    Wu Chen smiled and nodded to her gently.


    After thinking about it, he suddenly lowered his head slightly and kissed on his small forehead.


    "I''ll keep an eye on you."


    If necessary, he will certainly pull her out directly.


    "Yes."


    Xiang Xing nodded vigorously.


    Then, surrounded by a group of people, ghosts and animals, he opened his deep spiritual vision and continued to stare at the turtle pattern.


    Soon.


    Last night, large sections of the picture surged like a tide again.


    This time, Xiang Xing directly skipped grandpa Murong''s childhood painting of turtles and copying home.


    Along the timeline, it goes back nearly 20 years.


    Just at the time of the year in my dream last night, the little guy suddenly found that there were two familiar figures around the pillar.


    They are the young Zhu Yuan and Luo Qingya!


    At that time, Luo Qingya came out of the side room with a reluctant face.


    She bit her pink lips and clenched her slender jade hands for a few minutes.


    Later, some reluctantly looked at the man in front of the military cloak and carefully opened his mouth: "Yuan... I always think this is very wrong."


    "Huh?"


    Zhu Yu''an smoked a cigar and puffed, "what''s wrong?"


    "... I don''t quite understand,"


    Luo Qingya tangled with a beautiful and exquisite little face and couldn''t help taking a few steps forward, "Yu''an, why do you want to be my puppet? See things and think of people with puppets. Isn''t that a memorial to my old friend?"


    "If you do this, I will feel that I have died..."


    As she spoke, she sighed sadly.


    But Zhu Yu''an on one side laughed softly.


    Finally, he quickly took back his look, turned to evoke an extremely gentle and affectionate smile, straightened up and walked towards Luo Qingya.


    "Look at you, what nonsense."


    He opened his arms, gently surrounded the woman in his arms and whispered softly.


    "At present, the situation is getting more and more serious. I''m likely to leave Qinghe and support other areas... No, with a person like you around, I can feel with you forever."


    "I also know that..."


    The woman in his arms frowned tightly, and she still looked like she didn''t want to go well.


    He raised his finger, poked the warm embrace and said, "but I can go with you... You see, I''ve retired for you..."


    When she complained, she didn''t find that the man''s cold face suddenly froze when he listened to her.


    The change of smile was successfully captured by Xiang Xing.


    The little guy couldn''t help but tilt his head and think.


    Um.


    If the history of the original owner''s little sister is qualified, Zhu Yuan has married his wife who has been with him all his life at this time.


    However, at that time, it seemed quite normal for a big warlord like Zhu Yuan to have a lover or something?


    What''s his stiffness?


    "... how can you go with me, fool."


    At the other end, before Luo Qingya finished complaining, Zhu Yuan softly interrupted her words.


    He put his hands on the woman''s exquisite shoulders and straightened her up from his arms.


    He was very serious. "I don''t allow you to get involved in that danger."