Immortal, save me!

The gentle breeze ruffled people's clothes and hair without any arrogance. The young man raised his head and complained aggrievedly.

"Immortal, he bullied me."

The young man stretched out a slender finger and pointed at a guilty culprit.

"He lied to me that you left and beat me."

As he spoke, he raised his hands, letting Mo Yin see the red knuckles on the backs of his hands, with an accusatory look on his face, saying he felt aggrieved as much as he wanted.

Le Zhi next to him stared at someone who was confusing right and wrong: "You, you, you! Doesn't your conscience hurt? Who is beating whom?!"

He said that he lied to him, and he reluctantly admitted that although it was a joke, it was obviously taken seriously by the little brat and he was so angry.

But he doesn't admit that he hit him. He didn't even fight back just now, right? It was obviously this little kid who punched and kicked him.

He tugged at his wrinkled robe with clear footprints, and then reached out to rub his chin where he had been punched. He died unjustly!

Luo Jin didn't look at him, but looked at Mo Yin intently.

Mo Yin was silent. At this time, he obviously understood what was going on.

It must be that Le Zhi said something to Luo Jin after he left, which made the young man hit him angrily.

As the saying goes, the person who flirts first is cheap. The fault in this matter is not Luo Jin's, so he stared at Le Zhi calmly, hoping that he would give an explanation.

Meeting Mo Yin's gaze, Le Zhi felt a little ashamed inexplicably. He reflected on it, he was over a hundred years old after all, how could he care about a little brat who didn't have all his hair?

Yes, it is like that!

After thinking about it, Le Zhi coughed slightly, cleared his throat, closed the folding fan and walked over. He said with a rare serious expression: "Okay, this is my fault. I apologize to you. I'm sorry, kid. You don't remember it." You are a villain, please forgive me this time."

Luo Jin snorted lightly and ignored him.

He pulled Mo Yin's sleeve tightly and suddenly thought of that strange dream. In the dream, he was a wolf, but how could this be possible? Therefore, dreams are always the opposite.

Seeing that the young man was stunned, Mo Yin handed the hare in his hand to Le Zhi who was standing beside him.

Le Zhi took it consciously, strolled to the edge of the stream and started handling the hare.

Although Le Zhi looks like a carefree playboy, he actually knows a lot. Washing, cooking, and food preparation are trivial to him.

After all, he had been traveling for many years, so he didn't know how to do it at first and then gradually learned it. During this time, everyone's food was cooked by Le Zhi.

Le Zhi neatly handled the hare, broke off a branch and put it on the fire to roast. While flipping it over, he took out bottles and cans from the small bag he carried with him, and sprinkled some of this and that.

He turned the rabbit over, taking in all sides, then raised his head and glanced at the two people not far away.

I saw the little kid clinging to Brother Mo's side, not knowing what he was talking about, while Brother Mo nodded gently in response from time to time.

Le Zhi felt his teeth sore inexplicably, and muttered in disgust: "Nai Wai."

The two tired people were still standing not far away and continued talking.

Luo Jin looked up into Mo Yin's eyes and asked, "Immortal, will you leave me suddenly?"

Mo Yin looked at him in surprise, not understanding why he asked this question, but the answer to this question was clear.

"will not."

He walked alone in the world, and Luo Jin was his rare bond, an inexplicable bond. He secretly felt that meeting Luo Jin was a kind of reunion after a long absence. Seeing him made him feel inexplicably at ease.

The scattered duckweeds in the stream drifted over from nowhere, swaying and swaying, and were blocked by the branches crossing the water. They stopped close to each other in the clear water in that corner.