The Eternals Who Travel the Worlds

The man indifferently ignored the girl's inquiry.

In this way, time passed day by day, and the girl became more and more accustomed to the presence of men.

"Hey, we can be considered a family. Don't worry, I will take care of you. A family must be responsible for each other." The girl patted her chest, which was not full, and said vowedly.

"If you don't have a name, I'll give you one."

"Law." The man finally said one word.

"Lu? Is Jiang's surname Lu? It's such a strange name. Let me choose one for you."

"Since you don't like to talk so much, let's call you Lu Yan." The girl giggled as she spoke.

"don't want."

The girl discovered that the man ate very little. Even the fish and game he caught would only be eaten in small bites, as if he didn't need to eat at all.

A man's only hobby, in the eyes of girls, is to drink tea. Regardless of whether the tea is good or bad, he always comes back with a lot of tea when he goes out.

In this way, three years passed in a blink of an eye.

Girls have also changed from youthful to slim, while men have not changed much.

During this time, the girl goes out early and comes back late, wondering what she is busy with.

On this day, the girl mysteriously handed a rough teacup to the man.

"Don't you love drinking tea? I'll give this to you." The girl relied on her previous relationship with her friends to get into a porcelain kiln and made a colorful cup with her own hands.

"So ugly." The man commented in an extremely rare voice.

"Hey, if you don't like it, give it back to me." Seeing that the man didn't respond, the girl took the initiative to find a topic. "Why did you save me at that time?"

"You look a lot like the person I remember."

When the girl heard this, her face bulged like a pufferfish: "Am I just a substitute?"

Seeing that the man had no intention of comforting her, she wiped away her tears and ran into the night.

The man's expression was calm and he didn't chase her. He turned around to make tea.

The man was holding a cup of tea, leaning against the door frame, looking calmly at the night. The tea cup in his hand had been replaced by the colorful cup given to him by the girl.

The girl ran far away with the tightness in her chest, and stood silently. When she turned around, she found that the man had not come to her, and she was anxious and angry.

At this time, an army of hundreds of people, led by an official kiln foreman, found the girl.

According to the laws of the Ming Dynasty, if you escape from exile, your sentence will be changed to execution by execution, and if you kill the person escorting you, the crime will be increased by one level.

When the girl first arrived at the official kiln, she was recognized by the foreman. The foreman found out where the girl lived, decisively reported it to the official, and led a group of officers and soldiers to the door.

How could a girl be a match for the wolf-like officers and soldiers?

After the weak resistance, the Yan Fei Dao with a cold light emerged from the girl's body, and the blood stained the ground red, with a sad and beautiful look.

The man held the teacup and slowly followed the girl's trail. He quickened his pace when he heard the movement, and happened to see this scene.

There was a cold look on his face, but the half cup of warm tea in his hand was thrown to the ground.

He rushed towards hundreds of officers and soldiers alone.

The man didn't pay attention to the tip of the knife coming towards him, and just killed the officers and soldiers on the road, getting blood all the way.

"Why do you want to bully me when I'm not around?" The man grabbed a wild goose feather knife and killed it in the direction where the girl was lying. "Although she doesn't stand or sit around every day, she always talks to me about boring things.

The thing is, the cooking is terrible, and the teacup is so ugly..."

The man came to the girl covered in blood.

"But I promised her." The man narrowed his eyes indifferently, "I will be responsible for her."

The girl was already dying. When she heard the man's words, her eyes lit up brightly and she coughed out a mouthful of blood.

"...You will be alone again from now on."

"I'm so...sad that I can't be with you."

"Don't... look so cold anymore. It's hard for people to get close to you."

"You often say that you are an old man. As an old man... you have to be kinder."

"If you don't like the name I gave you, then don't call it that...Lyu isn't that weird either."

The girl finally closed her eyes, lifeless.

The man closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

He picked up the Yan Fei Dao and turned around to look at the officers and soldiers surrounding him. His expression was as cold as a cold-blooded snake, devoid of any emotion.

"The person who killed you is called Lu Yan."

…

"Lu Yan? Lu Yan?" Zhao Xiaotang's clear voice pulled him out of his memory. "What are you thinking about? You are so absorbed in it?"

Lu Yan came back to his senses and saw a thin hand waving in front of him, as if testing whether he was really unresponsive.

"fine."

A kind expression reappeared on Lu Yan's face, and he added gently: "I remembered something from the past."

Peng Zhi patted him on the shoulder and said, "Your expression changed drastically just now. I was worried that you were feeling unwell."

After all, he was interested in the teacup and was negotiating the price, but Lu Yan, the real owner, turned around and left.

"Clang clang clang clang!"

Zhao Xiaotang spread his hands, and in his hands was the Mingcheng Hua Dou Colorful Cup.

She thought that Lu Yan seemed to like this cup very much, so she simply bought it and gave it to him as a thank you gift for his help.

Lu Yan reached out and took the small colorful cup and said, "Thank you."

"Hehe, you're welcome. It doesn't cost much. I just want to thank you for your help last night."

It was already past four in the afternoon.

The Antique Street has dense vegetation and a clear moat beside it, and the fragrance of flowers drifts from time to time.

Mottled fragments of light sprinkled down and swayed with the wind.

In such an environment, even if it is midsummer, it is more comfortable than staying in an air-conditioned room.

Zhao Xiaotang looked at the blue sky through the shade of the trees and said, "We can have dinner after walking around for a while."

Peng Zhi seemed to have heard some wise words and nodded frequently, like a woodpecker.

Duan Jianhui stretched, sat up, opened his mouth wide and yawned, and then rubbed his eyes which were a little wet from yawning.

"Okay! I'm awake!"

This funny performance made Zhao Xiaotang cover his mouth and giggle.

Lu Yan looked at the three young people in front of him, and the kind smile on his face became brighter.

He murmured: "I seem to be making the same mistake again."

…

evening.

A group of four people walked out of a self-service barbecue restaurant.

Although Zhao Xiaotang said he wanted to treat the guests, Peng Zhi took advantage of them not paying attention and rushed to settle the bill in advance.

In his words, this is called willfulness.

Duan Jianhui and Peng Zhi put their right hands on their stomachs simultaneously, looking like they were just a little closer to achieving the feat of holding on to the wall.

Zhao Xiaotang carried her bag and took the initiative to walk side by side with Lu Yan.

Her face was a little flushed, and she seemed to want to talk about something, otherwise the atmosphere would be awkward if she just walked around without talking.

"Ding."

The beep of the reincarnation system suddenly sounded.