"Elder brother, don't worry, this little girl is also kind-hearted. She will throw this kid away in a few minutes."

"Well, yes."

"Then this man will give it to the young lady. I hope she can follow your tutor. What's your name?"

"Sir, my tutor is Yeling."

"I'll talk about you to our mentor at night."

"Thank you, miss. We are from the Li family."

Those people throw people to come over, Ling Jue light float a turn around to take over the little boy.

"Then let's go first. The demons will burn, kill, rob and abuse. No evil will happen. Miss must not let this boy live."

They said, and left respectfully.

"Sugar pill." Lingjue held the little boy and looked at the sugar pill. "How do you know?"

"I can read their memories, but only in part."

"Well."

Lingjue squatted down and looked at the clean little boy with pale face and black lips. "Is he the brother of fengyulin

"No, how old the master is. His parents should not have children."

"That's right, too."

"Sir, there's an inn from here to the West. The country to the East is quite backward. It's not as prosperous as the country to the West. It's still like ancient times. We don't seem to have money."

“……”

Lingjue felt for her purse. She seemed to have no money.

"But this boy has it."

Lingjue gave a bad smile and took out several silver notes from his arms.

"Is that money? It looks like printing waste. "

"Yes."

One insect and one person looked at each other and walked out of the forest with the child in their arms.

Lingjue spent money to live in the Inn and looked at these men with long hair and ancient style. If she hadn't seen the plane in the inn, she doubted that she had gone to Tang, song, yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties.

Still using silver tickets, but there is a phone, but this is just a communication tool, there is no such thing as Weibo.

It's like the 60's when the Yunhai continent was backward -

No, a little behind that time.

Lingjue bought a man's dress. Well, she doesn't need to cut her hair. She can also dress up as a man. It's really nice.

It seems that it's interesting to think of the time when she was acting in murk's classic men's clothes.

"Sir, why do you like to be a man?" Sugar pill is confused.

It's also very good to be a lovely and caring girl.

"The pleasure of being a man is unknown to men, which only girls know."

Lingjue opens the fan and fans it. I don't know why I like this era.

Three years here, only three months outside.

It's nice to have a time and space manager as a brother.

"Sir, he's about to wake up." Sugar pill didn't pay attention to Sir Alex's expression, but looked at the little boy lying on the bed.

Just now, Sir Alex treated him. The poison in his body has been discharged. It's just that he hasn't woke up because of too much loss.

Lingjue nodded and shouted to the window, "waiter, prepare to order clear porridge and bring it up."

"OK, but my guest, the runner will tell you again. I'm not called the waiter, just call me the runner. Otherwise, I don't know what the waiter is, which will delay your business."

"OK, I see. Hurry up."

Lingjue waves his hand. What a runner? People in this place can't change their names. Alas.

"Sir, he's awake." Lingjue hears the words and goes over.

The little guy in bed looks like he's seven or eight years old. Now his eyes are turning and he's about to wake up.