Fast Travel Villain: Sanctioning the Son of Luck

Chapter 382
.The green grass cut through the delicate skin, and the blood just slid down Bai Jiu's little feet.

God knows how much he wanted to lie under her at that moment, to block everything for her that might hurt her.

He rushed out, under her surprised gaze.

His heart was a little sour, he was afraid of being stared at by her with disgust, but... he was more afraid of getting hurt.

But like a miracle, she didn't hate him, but said something to him that he would never forget in his life.

"Be my man."

be my man...

More than that!He is willing to give up everything for her.

At that moment, his cursed eyes were suddenly able to see everything, and of course the first thing he saw was the girl's breathtaking eyes.

Afterwards, the crowd was surging and all came alive because of her.

Time flies, and every day with her is very happy, but he knows that one day, he will not be able to keep up with her pace.

Her life has never been limited to a small world.

When she said she was going to fight for world hegemony, he was actually mentally prepared, and when she said she was going to send him away, he was actually mentally prepared too.

But in the end...he was not ready to bear the heart-piercing pain of leaving her.

Ah, it's not just Xin, not just his lungs, his soul wants to get out of his body, even if he can't touch it, he still wants to be by her side and hug her...

Time should be fast...

He glanced at the stormy sky, tightly grasped the brocade knot that Xing Mo sent out with Yuzhu, and pressed it to his chest, feeling the non-existent temperature unique to that person.

Say yes, I'm your thing.

Stamped, your things that your parents have approved, and you can't get rid of them.

So, my master, I will wait for you to come back to pick me up...

Closing his eyes, Li Han reverently kissed the knot in his hand with bright eyes like that girl, waiting for the result.

On the other side, inside the camp, a group of people looked at Xing Mo with the sword in fear.

Although his mind was good, the old pedant with a fragile mind was the first to scream, "My lord, absolutely not!"

"Why not?" Xing Mo calmly picked up the sword and tried it twice.

The old pedant was taken aback by the sharp sword, but he still mustered up the courage to remonstrate, "My lord is the center of gravity of an army. Normally, we don't say anything when you lead the army, lord, but now is the last critical moment." Now, my lord, you must never be so willful again!"

Everyone responded in unison, "That's right, my lord, you must not do this."

"Although we believe in your strength, my lord, even if you are slightly injured, your heart will be in turmoil!"

"Yes, yes, the lord must not send troops!"

……

Xing Mo raised his eyebrows, feeling unreasonable and strong, "But I want to be willful this time, so what are you going to do?"

"This... this..." Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but no one could come up with an idea.

Xing Mo picked up the sword on his own, "So shut up all you old-fashioned people, who will I not go to in the final battle?"

"And ah, I never think about what will happen if I lose. I only know that I will never be inferior to others!"

The candlelight flickered, and the girl with red tassels and silver armor smiled and spoke firmly, but she was indescribably magnificent, forcibly calming down the old-fashioned people who wanted to persuade them again.

(End of this chapter)