Chapter 4

Xuanyuan plunged into the stream not far from the tree house.

Lone star is guarding Xuanyuan's items on the Bank of the stream, a set of linen clothes for washing, a bottle of healing medicine with a cool smell, and a rusty, dark dagger.

Xuanyuan took off his dirty clothes in the stream. After floating down the water, he swam in the water like a swimming fish.

A moment later, after Xuanyuan finally washed his body clean, the whole man went ashore naked, grabbed the bottle of wound healing medicine given to him by Yin Zhenluo, opened the bottle cap, and a cool breath rushed directly to Xuanyuan's forehead, making Xuanyuan feel very comfortable, as if smelling this breath could make his injury much better.

Xuanyuan sprinkled some healing medicine on the ferocious wound on his chest. He saw the scabby wound with some blood stains, and gradually began to fall off.

Seeing this scene, Xuanyuan was very surprised.

"God, what kind of medicine is this? It's so powerful!"

Xuanyuan understood that in this world alone, such a top-grade healing medicine must not be wasted, bit by bit, sometimes it is the key to saving lives!

Therefore, Xuanyuan was very economical. After a few large and solidified wounds were sprinkled a little, he quickly put on the changed cloth clothes and hid the bottle of wound healing medicine into the dark grid pocket in the cloth clothes like a treasure. After all this, Xuanyuan ran to the tree room and shouted wildly in his heart.

"Beauty master, I'm coming..."

After all, Xuanyuan was only a junior high school student in his last life. Although he was a beggar since he was a child, he saw the warmth and coldness of human relations and the coldness of the world. At the first sight of people, he would have a clear feeling of whether he was born good or bad. What is a beggar? Beggars beg from people every day. Occasionally Xuanyuan will say a few words to a broken fortune teller, so he has learned some face-to-face skills, heart and virtue. He is basically not wary of Yin Zhenluo.

Because on the one hand, Xuanyuan believes in his feelings. On the other hand, in Xuanyuan's view, a finger is enough for a woman like Yin Zhenluo to kill herself, but the other party is willing to teach him to practice. This is a great kindness. He dare not doubt anything.

The setting sun is infinitely good, just near dusk.

The afterglow of the sunset poured into the tree room through the tree window.

In the deep pit in the center of the tree house, on a barbecue rack, there is a roasted suckling pig. It is obviously Xuanyuan's masterpiece. It has obtained the memory of the body's previous life. When doing these things, it is natural to be familiar with the road. All kinds of natural seasonings are spilled, which makes people can't help drooling meat fragrance, floating in the tree house.

The lone star on one side has long drooled. Yin Zhenluo is sitting cross legged on the ground, looking at Xuanyuan with great interest and slowly saying:

"I can't see. Your craft is quite good."

Xuanyuan glanced at Yin Zhenluo and smiled confidently:

"Of course, it must be better than you."

Yin Zhenluo is angry. What is her identity? Naturally, she doesn't need to do these things. She snorts coldly. Yin Zhenluo doesn't speak directly.

Xuanyuan smiled and didn't care. After all this, Xuanyuan picked up the rusty dagger in his hand, cut the meat like mud, cut the tenderest and most delicious part into a wooden plate, took it to Yin Zhenluo and said with a smile:

"Beauty master, this is filial piety to you."

Yin Zhenluo looked at Xuanyuan's smiling face. Although Xuanyuan's appearance is not that kind of handsome type, it makes people feel particularly clean and durable.

"That's about the same." Although Yin Zhenluo has reached a certain level of cultivation, he has not reached the level of not eating or drinking. Now there are delicious food in the front, naturally he will not resist.

When Yin Zhenluo was filial, Xuanyuan's eyes still drifted under Yin Zhenluo's clavicle involuntarily, and his heart beat with a bang. Xuanyuan took a deep breath, quickly took a look at his mind, immediately shifted his eyes and strengthened his inner faith.

"Xuanyuan, Xuanyuan, you have to find a daughter-in-law like master Yin Zhenluo in the future, so you must practice hard, or you will lose face if you can't beat women."

After taking the wooden plate in Xuanyuan's hand, Yin Zhenluo focused on the delicious food in Xuanyuan's hand. She didn't feel Xuanyuan's eyes. Naturally, she didn't know Xuanyuan was thinking about these.

Yin Zhenluo took out a silver knife from his body, cut out a thin piece of meat, put it into his mouth, chewed it carefully, and felt very delicious.

But when she looked at Xuanyuan, she found that Xuanyuan and guxing were eating dried meat. Yin Zhenluo was stunned and asked in confusion:

"Why do you eat those dried meat? Isn't it good to eat freshly baked meat?"

Xuanyuan still smiled.

"Today, I'm a teacher for you. Of course, I'll invite the beauty master to eat. Originally, this little wild boar is enough for me and lone star for two days. If you save some food, you can eat longer, because there are powerful Warcraft in the Warcraft forest, and you can't successfully hit the prey every day. It's the same for me and lone star to eat these dried meat."

With that, Xuanyuan broke off the already hard dried meat in his hand, divided it in half with the lone star, and chewed it up. Seeing this scene, Yin Zhenluo suddenly felt a little bitter. His family environment was superior, and Xuanyuan naturally couldn't compare with himself.

"Well, Xuanyuan, where are your parents?"

When Xuanyuan heard Yin Zhenluo's words, his action of eating dried meat stopped for a moment, and a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes. He was an orphan without father and mother in both his previous life and this life. After a while, Xuanyuan said:

"I am an orphan. I have no parents, only lone star and lone moon. But not long ago, lone moon was killed by Yue Jue, the son of the city master of Yuehuang city."

Yin Zhenluo looked at the loneliness in Xuanyuan's eyes. His heart was sour for no reason. He sighed slightly and didn't say anything more.

Xuanyuan was eating the dried meat while watching Yin Zhenluo eat the meat. Every move and every chewing were slow and orderly. It gave people the feeling that it was elegant and impeccable.

I don't know how long it has been dark. A piece of Yuehua is sprinkled in the center of the tree room through the tree window. Yin Zhenluo's knees are crossed and his eyes are closed. In the light of Yuehua, he is like a cold fairy. He is independent and can't do anything. Xuanyuan looks a little crazy.

For a moment, Xuanyuan seemed to enjoy this quiet feeling. If only he could be eternal at the moment, he would look at it quietly

Yin Zhenluo opened her beautiful eyes, looked at her Xuanyuan, pointed to the roast suckling pig in front of her, and said:

"You can make it into dried meat. I'll eat what you eat. There's no need to prepare. From tomorrow, practice begins."

Xuanyuan drooled and nodded.

Yin Zhenluo looked at Xuanyuan angrily and funny, stood up, walked step by step to the tree bed, lay down and said:

"Rest, I sleep in bed, you sleep on the ground."

Xuanyuan wiped his saliva and hurriedly said:

"Yes, it's good not to let me sleep outside!"

"Also, since you have worshipped me as a teacher, I'll make a rule first." Yin Zhenluo lay on the wooden bed, sideways, with a pair of bright big eyes. Against the background of the moon, he was as gentle as water, which made Xuanyuan intoxicated again.

"From tonight, you can attack me at any time and under any circumstances. If the attack is successful, you can do whatever you want."

Yin Zhenluo's smile is as beautiful as a flower.

Xuanyuan smelled the speech, and in his eyes, the fine awn burst, the tiger body shook, and his saliva flowed like a hungry wolf. He rushed directly at Yin Zhenluo.

"This is a sneak attack. It's clearly death."

Yin Zhenluo sighed without a word. The jade finger flicked. A strong wind hit Xuanyuan directly on his forehead, directly beat Xuanyuan out, and rolled three or four times on the ground.

The lone star did not want to roar and threaten Yin Zhenluo as before. In the wolf's eyes, there seemed to be a smell of schadenfreude.

Xuanyuan was unwilling. That night, Xuanyuan sneaked into Yin Zhenluo seventeen times. Each time, he didn't even touch Yin Zhenluo's hair. The end was terrible.