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

Chapter 305 The Noble Little Slave of Her Majesty Ice 10
"Yes?" Everyone opened their eyes and held their breath nervously, staring at Lan Yao.

Lan Yao's body was still dirty, his whole body, only a pair of eyes could see clearly.

But even so, he couldn't resist the brilliance and dignity all over his body.

Those lake-blue eyes that shimmered with tiny light are always full of sly self-confidence and publicity.

Everyone looked at Lan Yao in a daze, feeling that he was shining like a star in the sky, making people want to follow him.Go catch some starlight around him.

Emperor Aklan stood upright, his ice-blue eyes darkened a bit, and his pupils were full of Lan Yao's figure.

"Yes—" Lan Yao swept across everyone's faces one by one, bending his lips and squinting, "Buy food."

Everyone: "..."

The scene was suddenly quiet for a second, and the air was even a little frozen. Everyone blinked in confusion, and some doubted their ears: "Eat, eat?"

"Yes!" Lan Yao raised his chin high, and said as a matter of course, "Food is the most important thing for the people, and starving to death is a big thing if you lose your morals. Only when we are full can we work better and finish better. plan."

"Yes, is it?" Some people were fooled by Lan Yao, and there was some confusion in the absurdity, and some in the confusion should be such affirmations.

"Of course!" Lan Yao said affirmatively, pressing their doubtful little hearts directly to the affirmative one.

Everyone's breathing slowed down. Although they felt that their nervousness just now was a bit empty and lonely, they were still excited by Lan Yao's theory: "Yes! We have to have a full stomach first!"

During the conversation, someone had already stood up and was going to get food at home.

Lan Yao waved his hand, directly stopping their progress.

"Sir, what's wrong?"

The title of "adult" made Lan Yao raise his eyebrows a little uncomfortable.He coughed and said, "I will invite you to the meal this time, so you just need to wait to eat. Besides, you can call me, call me..."

Lan Yao frowned slightly, thousands of names flashed through his mind, and finally, he thought of the supernatural name given to him by Lu Xiaozhao in the last world—the Light of the Holy Father.

Lan Yao's eyes lit up, he raised his head happily, and said, "Just call me Holy Father! That's right, it's Holy Father!"

Emperor Aklan: "..."

The little beggar sitting in one corner: "..."

The little beggar twitched the corners of his mouth, a little speechless.

The rest of the people also looked at each other in embarrassment.

Is this name... really okay?
"Ahem..." One person said tentatively, "That big, ahem, Holy Father... is this title really okay?"

Lan Yao nodded affirmatively, extremely happy: "That's it."

Lan Yao's eyes turned into crescent moons, and it seemed that he really felt great joy when he thought of this name.

Facing Lan Yao like this, no one could say no to him.

They could only squeeze out this title from their mouths with some embarrassment: "My lord Holy Father."

After adding the word "holy father", Lan Yao only felt that the word "adult" didn't sound so bad, so he didn't refuse, but nodded proudly and gratifiedly.

He raised his hand in satisfaction: "Very good."

Everyone breathed out quietly, looked at each other and decided to just call Lan Yao "Master" in the future.

Not only has a plan been made, but also a title, Lan Yao is in a happy mood.

He waved his hand boldly and looked towards Emperor Yaklan who had been standing: "Big beggar, come here."

Aklan Emperor: ...

Emperor Aklan: What is the name of this big beggar?
He didn't move.

"Hey." Lan Yao pinched his waist and glared at him pretending to be annoyed, "What's wrong? You are only allowed to call me a little beggar, not a big beggar? Hurry up, come here!"

Everyone looked at Emperor Aklan curiously, guessing his identity.

Emperor Yaklan felt that he had lost all face as a prince of an empire, his lips tightened, and for the first time he felt the emotion of "shame" not moving.

Is this the price he paid for molesting the little beggar at will?
Seeing that he didn't move, Lan Yao continued to stare at him, and said, "You still don't come over? Do you want me, the Holy Father, to invite you?!"

The people who are still curious: "..."

The people who were still curious turned their heads in embarrassment because of Lan Yao's words, and stopped looking at Emperor Yaklan.

Their degree of shame is no less than that of Aklan Emperor.

Emperor Yaklan's eyebrows moved slightly, and he noticed their embarrassment from the corner of his eye. For some reason, the faint and solid embarrassment in his heart suddenly disappeared.

Aklandi took a step and walked towards Lan Yao.

Lan Yao snorted arrogantly, then stopped staring at him.

Emperor Aklan walked to Lan Yao's side.

With a look of self-respect, Lan Yao stretched out his hand proudly, with the palm stained with black ash facing upwards, and placed it directly in front of Emperor Aklan: "Money."

This natural way of asking for money made Aklandi think for a moment that the money in his chest belonged to Lan Yao.

Just when Aklandi was about to justify the name of the owner of his money, the young man, who was a little too petite compared to him, approached him abruptly.

The little boy was very close to him, and even raised his hand to pull his collar, forcing him to face him.

Aklandi's pupils suddenly tightened and stared at the lake blue pupils in front of him that had been magnified several times, and his heart started beating.

The little boy didn't know how dangerous the distance between the two of them was, so he opened his mouth lightly touching his lips in front of Emperor Aklan and said, "Money is for buying food. This is our money. The necessary process of survival, you listen to me, I promise you will not be caught by those knights. Hurry up, take the money..."

The young boy's words were a little soft, as if he was afraid that other people would hear him.

However, the young boy who was concentrating on speaking did not notice that the eyes of the person in front of him were in a trance.

The well-versed ice-blue eyes fell on the young man's lips at some point.

The young man with red lips and white teeth seemed to have his unique cool but raw and extremely gentle breath in his breath when he spoke.

It seems... There is still a sweet smell.

Aklandi's Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes gradually blurred.Her lips moved a little dry.

His head was unconsciously getting closer to Lan Yao.

Little by little, as if bewitched by the young man in front of him, the distance between the two was shortened inch by inch.

(End of this chapter)