Stranded on a Deserted Island, What to Do?

Leaders are also called faceless men. From the day they become leaders, they will abandon everything they own. The past names, appearances, and identity records will no longer exist.

They will become king's guards, wearing masks all day long and living like shadows in the most prominent position.

This is the master of the white pillow.

They seem to be stubborn to the royal family and the country, but rather than being loyal, they are better bound by the tower.

White pillow often feels that she has no heart for the leader.

But it doesn't matter if you don't have a heart. The leader is still her master, her benefactor and her role model.

"Do you have any thoughts about Huamu?" The leader who dared to call anyone's name asked her, "Is your loyalty out of admiration? Are you paying for it in return?"

White pillow squeezed his scalp one by one and answered negatively.

"So, from today I will accept you as a disciple. You still study in other towers in other courses. I will only teach you two things, unconscious and unfaced."

The so-called unintentional means that one cannot have one's own desires, and the so-called no-face means one cannot express one's emotions.

Bai Zhen guessed that the master wanted to be like her.

"This is the most basic requirement of being a king-the guard of the royal family. A pillow, no matter what they do to you, you can't be shaken."

White Pillow has always kept the leader's words in mind and followed the rules.

"You, your master, is the sentinel wearing masks next to my aunt?" Hua Mu vaguely remembers this person, because she must be present every time her aunt appears-no matter how intimate.

But weirdly strange here, there is such a big living person in the house, but she always can't pay attention to her very well, and often even forgets her existence. She only remembered that the leader had long black hair and a white mask, like a ghost.

She didn't even remember if the other party had spoken.

That must be the leader.

"Well, she is our leader."

Of course Hua Mu knew that she was the leader, and only the leader could act as the queen's guard. But ... but how can the white pillow like her?

"But isn't she your master? She, she is still a sentinel! She is so much older than you, how can you like her!"

No, even if there is no such thing, how can the white pillow ... like others.

Hua Mu's heart was broken, and he wished he would lie on the bed and cry.

White Pillow pursed her lips and cautiously said, "I am an orphan, there are no other relatives, the leader treats me kindly, I treat her like an elder ... Is this not possible?"

"Elder? You, do you like to be older than you?"

The more Bai Zhen listened, the more she felt that something was wrong. There was a voice in her heart that kept urging her. No matter how deliberately ignored, there was no way to completely ignore it.

"Miss, what the **** are you talking about ... like?"

She put her flowery feet down and asked her with her head down.

He was so angry that he felt pain in his heart and liver. "If there is anything you like, do you have no favorite guide?"

She had disregarded restraint altogether, just to understand whether the sentry had a heart.

Ah, it means that kind of like, White Pillow understood.

This kind of love is not only out of reach for White Pillow, but also for sentinels and guides in other towers. It's not that they don't have an emotional life. On the contrary, almost all sentinels and guides who are partners are deeply emotional, trust each other, and depend on life and death.

But the so-called love, the so-called love, white pillow rarely listen to peers to describe the feelings between partners with such words.

As classmates, becoming comrades-in-arms, the feelings developed through life and death are often deep and natural. Loving each other is like loving yourself. Does Missy refer to this kind of like?

If it refers to this kind of like, then she must have never had it, because the master wants her to be an unintentional person.

"I, I don't have ..."

"No? Are you really not?" Hua Mu was shocked and happy, and finally hung her heart for a long time ... He hung again, "How come you have no one you like?"

What about her? Don't White Pillow like her?

White pillow lowered his head, looking like a honest look.

"Really, Missy, I haven't liked anyone."

The guide introduced by Tari must not be counted. The combination fever happened that time was just an accident. The most other things were nothing more than friendship. It must not be the kind of love that Missy said.

As for the Missy ... As for the feelings for Missy, it must not be love. Neither the royal family nor her master can put a sentry with a love for Missy beside her.

Hua Mu gave up and fell to the bamboo bed.

She was tired, really tired, at least this guy didn't like others, it was quite ... good fart, she suffered a lot!

"Miss, what's wrong with you?"

Hua Mu waved his hand, "I'm sleepy."

"Then rest early."

Need you to say it? You came to me!

Hua Mu no longer dying struggling, beckoning: "Come and hug me."

The eldest lady needed her as a mat, and she naturally said nothing.

White pillow climbed to the bed and lay beside Huamu, gently hugged her into her arms.

Like that kind of love, she may be able to experience it after she has combined with it, or she may not have the opportunity to understand it in her life.

These incidents with Missy do not mean that there will be any change in the relationship between the two. Master has warned her that she cannot be shaken under any circumstances.

This is an island, an island with only two of them. There is no civilization, no rules and no future. What kind of change will happen to people's psychology in this closed environment. Missy may not understand it, but she knows it clearly.

Because of the severance of contact with the outside world, because there are only two people, and because only the other party can rely on it, it is too likely to create an illusion. For ordinary people who have not been trained, this is almost a psychological change that can't be rid of. It is very rare for the young lady to persist until now.

But she is different. Not only has she received the most rigorous training, but she also has the best master. She can neither disappoint Master, nor embarrass the royal family, nor can she be at risk.

Missy will definitely go back, she will definitely let Missy go back, so even if this is just a desert island, even if something that can be forgotten and recovered can happen, some should never happen.

Does the sentinel really understand nothing?

Hua Mu couldn't help but utter such a wailing from the bottom of his heart. In the past two days, the two of them did the most to train Luna. Although they slept together at night, the white pillow never made any frivolous moves.

There is nothing wrong, that will offend her, will be excited for her, and will only treat her with a sentinel when he is hot.

And not only that, Hua Mu always felt that White Pillow was more respectful and polite these days, as if there was a little shadow of the past.

A robot with no expression or emotion.

why? Is it because that happened? Is it really because of the heat of bonding?

She did n’t believe ... No, she did n’t want to believe, even though White Pillow really forgot the past, even if she really did n’t like her, but what about now?

There were so many things happening between the two on the island, she clearly felt more intimate than in the past-even if that kind of thing was done, why is she still alone?

What she likes is really just a wooden man, right? So was the white pillow only able to resist her ability to save her?

Hua Mu was caught in deep self-doubt. Not only did the flesh-body relationship not make the two more intimate, but instead created an insurmountable gap.

"Miss, would you rather take a break?"

Hua Mu's training is not too smooth. One is that the release of her mental body is too much for her now. The other is that she is confused and unable to concentrate her spirit. Luna cannot receive her instructions well.

"What's the rest, Luna won't even be able to teleport."

The so-called "telemotion" actually refers to the visual effect produced by the spiritual body at a certain point in the space after diving into the spiritual picture and then appearing from another point in the space. Because the wizard needs to make a long-range mental attack, the teleportation of the mental body is a skill that must be mastered.

Hua Mu was discouraged. Frustrated by the love scene, and untrained by training, she came from Hu Zhihui, but didn't expect that she wouldn't grow at all after two days of practice.

"This matter is in a hurry. The guides need six months to study this course. Don't worry."

"I think you will too, how long did you spend?"

"Uh ... I'm taking the same course, of course."

"I'm not asking you to take a class. How long did you spend learning this skill?"

"This……"

"Don't lie to me! Are you looking down on me?"

Hua Mu didn't really care so much about the results of training, but it was sad to think of the purpose of hurrying to train a few days ago. Sadly, even if the result is not learned at all.

She could only breathe her anger on the white pillow, otherwise she would be hard-pressed.

"Two hours ... but Miss, I have taken other courses before that, and I am not a newbie anymore. You are just ..."

"What am I just? I am eighteen, were you only twelve at that time? Stupid is stupid, I don't need you to comfort me."

Huamu's growing environment is doomed to have a sense of pride and dissatisfaction in her character, but because of this character, it is difficult for her to pull down her face to confess her heart.

In the face of the sentinel who refused to enter, she thought that she had made a sufficiently obvious position, and if she had more, she would have been sentimental.

No, maybe it's really that she's being affectionate. No matter in the past or the present, the sentinel's affection for her is only the master and servant. The other out-of-control is only because of the guide element, but because they are sentinels and guides, but because the white pillows of the white pillow have been exhausted, but because she refuses to give up and wants to force it.

White pillow can obviously feel the anxious mood of Hua Mu.

"Miss, I just think you are too anxious. Luna hasn't grown up. Being out of touch with the host's spiritual age will cause many problems, and training is not something that can be accomplished overnight ..."

Hua Mu understood everything, she just didn't want to listen.

"Don't talk anymore!" She couldn't help but growled, and then froze herself.

It's really ugly to lose your temper because of this kind of thing, Hua Mu wants to cry a little.

"I'll go for a walk, you are not allowed to follow."

She didn't want White Pillow to see her like this, her self-esteem was not allowed.

The author has something to say: Hua Mu: I cry, no one is an assist, I can only shame on myself.

The assist will come in the next chapter, hahaha.