The host of fast time travel was kissed by the hero after his death

Chapter 101
Si Ming's body was limp and weeping.

He can't, can't...

As long as he thought of Lanlan covered in blood, he couldn't bear it.

After living for such a long time, Si Ming had the idea of ​​"begging" for the first time.

Si Ming bowed his head humbly, the low air pressure covering his whole body layer after layer, his expression extremely sad.

He can hit anyone.

Paranoid and crazy kill anyone.

Torturing anyone out of shape is fine.

Anyone can hate him.

But he alone was reluctant to let Lanlan get hurt a little.

Lanlan, if you are afraid of me, if you want to leave me, can I beg you to stay by my side?
Lan Yao sexily grabbed the soldering iron and pushed open the stone door and came out.

From the corner of his eye, he saw Si Ming standing at the door.

Thinking of taking something from someone else, he must at least tell him something, Lan Yao raised his head and said, "Si Ming, I took it..."

Si Ming's entire appearance was revealed in front of Lan Yao.

Lan Yao looked at him dumbfounded.

Si Ming cried like a child who lost his favorite toy, sad, wronged, and pitiful.

His eyebrows were lowered and bent, his beautiful red lips were biting tightly, and a low sob came from his throat.

It was the first time for a person with delicate and pale appearance to cry so fiercely.

Lan Yao panicked.

This, this, does Si Ming like the square sword in his hand very much?

Reluctant, they all cried out!
The soldering iron in his hand became hot in an instant, Lan Yao shook his hand, and subconsciously wanted to throw the soldering iron away.

But soon, he firmly grasped the soldering iron.

No!

The square sword is the only thing he can't drop!
Lan Yao walked forward with a smile, and Iron was held in his arms.

Guiltyly, Lan Yao stood still in front of Si Ming, his eyes wandering: "Well, Si Ming... If you also like the square sword, you can ask someone to make it again.

Just, don't rob me..."

After Lan Yao finished speaking, his whole body instantly felt worthless.

He raised his head, thought of something, his expression was serious and serious: "For the sake of you giving me the square sword, I will tell you a piece of information.

That long, thick stick of yours, which shatters when you hit it, is really weak.

It is recommended that you use sticks directly as weapons. "

After saying a word, Lan Yao glanced at Si Ming.

Si Ming stopped crying, and was a little stunned.

There was a little confusion in his eyes.

It looks a little funny.

Lan Yao took the opportunity to dodge and quickly passed by him: "Okay, I'm leaving!"

Successfully escaping from Si Ming, Lan Yao was so happy that he wanted to jump up.

Very good!He has invented the most powerful weapon in the world!

Lan Yao cherished the soldering iron and ran away.

His speed was so fast that Heizi couldn't see clearly what was in his arms.

However, Heizi could clearly see the little joyful expression on Lan Yao's face.

His panicked mood suddenly calmed down, with a little doubt.

Young Master Lanlan didn't seem to be sad or scared. What was the sound just now?
"Master." Heizi stood half a meter away from the door, calling respectfully.

Si Ming turned around slowly, as if he had exhausted all his strength in his life.

In fact... from the very beginning, he has been curious.Why is Lanlan holding...that thing, she still looks very happy.

"Heizi." Si Ming's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of crying.

Heizi couldn't help but looked up, feeling startled.

The master is crying like this... What happened just now? !

Heizi swallowed, and said cautiously: "Master, what happened just now?"

Si Ming shook his head.

The expression has always been childlike.

The young man's generous and arrogant words echoed in his ears.

Block swords, sticks...

Si Ming turned around abruptly and walked towards the dark room.

Heizi quickly followed.

The darkroom opened, and it was messy and messy.

Heizi was a little surprised.

Did the young master Lan Lan see this, and that's why he ran away?

However, since this is the case, the young master Lanlan doesn't seem to be afraid...

Just as he was thinking, a low laugh suddenly sounded.

"Master... Son?" Heizi looked at Si Ming, who was bending over with a smile, full of question marks.

Si Ming smiled hoarsely.

Crisp laughter spread from the throat to the chest, and the laughter grew louder and filled the entire secret room.

His misty eyes looked at something broken on the ground.

"So...the stick refers to this..." Si Ming's red lips were drawn deeply, looking a little abnormal.

Those eyes that were lightly brushed by tears revealed a child-like joy.

"Wait—" Si Ming's smile froze, and he raised his head abruptly.

Something flashed across my mind.

Si Ming: "...Just now, what did Lan Lan take out?"

**
Here, Lan Yao couldn't wait to take the new weapon and show it off in front of the thirteen men in black: "Hei Shisan, come on, keep fighting!"

The soldering iron gleamed with a dazzling black awn in the sunlight, and the four squares at the top looked extremely conspicuous.

The four-square raised "Ming" character is a strong indication of the presence of monsters.

Hei Shisan's legs became weak and trembled again.

Let alone him, the other twelve shadow guards also trembled and wanted to escape.

It's over, they know the secret of the master's... hobbies, they won't be silenced, right?
The legs of the thirteen shadow guards trembled violently and did not move.

Lan Yao raised her head arrogantly, taking their looks for granted as fear.

It seems that the power of the square sword is indeed great!

Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't expect them to be afraid of being slapped by Cube.

Lan Yao brushed the soldering iron around.

The word "Ming" is so dazzling that 229 can't wait to get into the cracks in the ground.

229: It's over, it's shameful again! ! !Ah ah ah ah ah!Seriously, it really wants to go into the hole!

Si Ming, who walked to the door, bit his lip and blushed suddenly: "Hei, Heizi..."

Arriving behind Si Ming, he took a clear look at what Lan Yao held in his hand, Heizi: ... Well, young master Lanlan, you are really amazing.

**
Si Ming's mood was complicated and delicate.

He felt two of the most novel emotions today.

Sad and scared to the point of wanting to pray humblely.

And, she was so ashamed that she wished she could explode, blushing.

Life is hard, that's probably it.

Si Ming raised his head slightly, looking at Lan Yao, who was sitting in front of him eating an unusually delicious meal.

His gaze fell on Lan Yao's soldering iron on his left.

Si Ming fell silent.

Lanlan really likes this... this square sword.

The room was quiet, only the sound of Lan Yao's non-stop eating could be heard.

Both Heizi and Si Ming remained very silent, only looking at Lan Yao.

After eating and drinking enough, Lan Yao patted his belly in satisfaction, picked up Rongsheng's soldering iron that had been promoted to a square sword, and rushed out of the house.

Just a few ministers came outside the door.

　Happy holidays, you little cuties~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)