This is My Heroic Path

Ah, it's such a familiar scene, it's the fucking princess hugging again.

"Thank you, can you put me down first?" An Zhiyu said to the saint who was carrying her forward.

"Did you wake up so soon?" Jeanne looked down, then said with a smile, "Actually, you don't have to worry too much, you are quite light, even if you hold you, it won't be too much of a burden."

"This is not considered a compliment for men." An Zhiyu sighed sincerely.

"Is that so?" Jeanne tilted her head slightly, but she still put An Zhiyu down.

It wasn't until his feet were firmly on the floor that An Zhiyu finally felt relieved.

Fortunately, such a shameful scene was not seen, otherwise it would be so embarrassing that it would explode.

"By the way, where is this place?" An Zhiyu looked around, and he seemed to have just arrived in a village, but fortunately there were not many villagers nearby, and no one should have seen him being hugged by a girl.

Having said that, why didn't Joan use the method of reciting?

"I'm not sure if there will be assassins targeting you, so make sure you're in my sight." Joan of Arc said immediately as if seeing what An Zhiyu was thinking.

"That's it." An Zhiyu nodded slightly, understanding what Joan of Arc did.

Although that posture is quite embarrassing, but it doesn't matter if no one sees it anyway.

"But I should be worrying too much. We are all safe this way, and we haven't found the assassin." Jeanne looked at An Zhiyu and said with a smile, "If this goes on, we should be able to reach Orleans very smoothly."

After she finished speaking, she clasped her hands together in prayer.

"May God bless you."

An Zhiyu just glanced at her, then moved away to look at the surrounding environment.

Rather than praying to God at this time, he hopes to find a place to rest a little bit, after all, he didn't sleep well last night, even he needs to take a little rest.

"Gu..."

An untimely sound came from An Zhiyu's stomach, and I don't know if it was infected by Lily. Now An Zhiyu feels that his stomach is very hungry, so hungry that he panicked.

Jeanne glanced at An Zhiyu in surprise, then smiled and said, "Let's go to the village ahead to eat something, or do you want to look for other animals around here..."

An Zhiyu waved his hand and said, "Go to the village and have a look. Eating wild game is easy to catch the virus."

So, the two walked into the village.

An Zhiyu didn't know whether his own taste had been spoiled or the food in this village was too unpalatable. In short, the grains he ate had no taste at all, just like drinking plain water.

And the dishes are the same, almost tasteless, just to fill the stomach.

But forget it, as long as you can eat enough.

After eating a full meal, An Zhiyu turned his head and looked around the surrounding environment. Looking out through the small window, he could see a green grassland not far away, and a river bank not far away. These villagers It is also living a self-sufficient life.

"The environment here is pretty good, it's really comfortable." An Zhiyu said quite comfortably.

"It's okay to relax now, but you still need to maintain a certain level of vigilance in the future," Joan raised her head and said seriously, "otherwise you may be attacked by surprise."

An Zhiyu looked back at the girl with a serious face, and immediately smiled, nodded slightly and said, "Well, what you said makes sense, but..."

He stretched out his hand and wiped the rice grains from the corner of the girl's mouth, "It would be more convincing to wipe the mouth first."

"What——" Jeanne's eyes widened slightly. After all, she was just a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl. After seeing the rice grains on An Zhiyu's fingers, a blush appeared on her face unconsciously, and she was stunned. The rice grains in his hands were patted away, and then he buried his head and continued to eat the rest of the meal silently.

Looking at this scene, An Zhiyu pursed his lips, holding back his almost uncontrollable smile.

It turns out that molesting others is so interesting, no wonder Sister Morgan and Master like molesting him so much.

However, when he just thought of this, he suddenly froze, and the smile just now froze slightly.

For some reason, An Zhiyu suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of crisis.

"What's the matter? Mr. Bailong?" Joan of Arc asked suspiciously.

"I feel like I'm being watched..." An Zhiyu said.

But this should be impossible. His intuition can make him feel the enemy's killing intent, but the sense of crisis he feels now does not come from the killing intent.

It's more like an indescribable coldness, An Zhiyu also felt the same when he just reached out to wipe the rice grains from the corner of Joan's mouth.

what's going on?

Looking at Joan who was eating, An Zhiyu fell into deep thought.

Chapter 258 The fish is too big to be stewed in a pot

An Zhiyu sat on the edge of the steps outside the house after eating, he thought for a long time but couldn't figure out where the coldness he just felt came from, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

Now he is Bailong. He is not invincible in this country, but at least he is more than enough to protect himself. The reason why he felt palpitations just now...

"Probably because this dream made me feel less secure?" An Zhiyu murmured to himself.

After all, it is really disturbing to forget everything that happened in the dream as soon as you leave the dream.

"What insecurity?" Joan walked behind him with a smile on her face.

"It's okay, just talking to myself, don't worry about it." An Zhiyu shook his head, then glanced at Joan's mouth again, "I wiped it clean this time."

After finishing speaking, An Zhiyu seemed to feel the dissatisfied stare of Miss Saintess at that moment.

"I'm just concerned about your situation, so calm down." An Zhiyu explained, "What happened just now is completely irrelevant to a saint."