Crematorium-style love with the male protagonist of the starting point

Wang Mang opened his eyes weakly, and saw Ruan Hang's concerned expression.

"Dahei, are you alright?"

"...It's okay." Wang Mang said something against his conscience.

Ruan Hang touched his head, and said to the person who was thrown aside on the ground, "How should we deal with her?"

Wang Mang took a look and turned his head impatiently.

It's too miserable, this is the worst harem mistress he has ever seen.

Wang Mang jumped out of Ruan Hang's arms, walked into the heroine on the surface to check the situation, but actually called out the system that had been offline for a long time.

"748, which harem is this?" Wang Mang asked quietly.

When the system heard the call, it quietly replied, "So you still remember me?"

It flew out, circled the eldest lady twice, and said firmly: "This is Bailian."

Since the system said it must be right.

Wang Mang raised his head and said accordingly, "She is Bailian."

Ruan Hang was taken aback, with a delicate expression, "From the Bai family?"

"what happened?"

"When I saw your human form before, I always thought you were from the Bai family." Ruan Hang sighed, "They said that the Bai family was holy and beautiful, but it turned out to be nothing more than that. Your family is still good-looking."

Is this why you beat my fiancée?

Ruan Hang said nothing, and silently lowered his head.

Ruan Hang also suddenly realized that there was something wrong with his speech, so he stopped talking in time.

At this time, Bai Lian who was lying on the ground moved and sat up from the ground.

She looked at the two blankly, and said three souls, "Who am I? Where am I? Why am I here?"

There are too many slots to speak.

Amnesia memes? This is it?

"You are Bailian, the saintess of the Bai family. This is inside the Warcraft Forest. I don't know why you came here. I was just entrusted to save you. I won't help you return to the family. After that, you can take care of yourself Please be blessed." Ruan Hang responded to the torture of the soul with perfect language, and planned to leave immediately.

When Wang Mang heard that this was not going to work, he hurried to make amends, "Save people to the end, and send the Buddha to the west. Miss Bai, sit on my back, and I will escort you back to the family."

After speaking, he returned to his normal size and shrugged his back.

Ruan Hang's face darkened immediately, and he said in a low voice, "You are going to take this woman away from me."

Wang Mang shook his head again and again, "I'll send her back after you finish your training, it will be soon, and you must not offend anyone."

Only then did Ruan Hang turn pale, "That's not okay, I'm the only one who can sit on your back and let her go by herself."

Terrible possessiveness!

Wang Mang shuddered and could only agree.

Ruan Hang took advantage of the situation and sat on Wang Mang's back.

Bai Lian stared blankly at the man and the wolf.

"Follow us, do you hear?" Ruan Hang said impatiently, and patted Wang Mang to signal that he could go on his way.

"Oh...oh!" Bai Lian got up from the ground and followed her with her skirt.

It's too awful.

Wang Mang gradually slowed down his pace so that Bai Lian could keep up.

Ruan Hang naturally noticed it, and didn't stop it with a stinky face.

The three of them settled down at night, and Bai Lian felt that it was troublesome to travel with all her clothes on, so she approached Ruan Hang cautiously.

"Can you lend me some clothes?"

"how?"

"It's not convenient to walk in this dress." Bai Lian tugged at her dirty skirt.

Ruan Hang threw the unworn clothes to her, "You can change it yourself, and take a shower by the way."

Bai Lian was covered in the stench of centipede cockroaches, which was extremely unpleasant.

Bai Lian was flattered by his sudden good attitude, she nodded and took her clothes to change and wash.

Ruan Hang's training process is still speeding up, and the journey is getting farther and farther each time. At first, Bai Lian can't keep up, but after a long time, he can run all the way without panting.

But people are still scumbags, and they have to stop when they encounter monsters.

Ruan Hang called her over to talk alone, "Have you ever thought about practicing it yourself?"

"What is experience?" Bai Lian rubbed her head.

"It's just fighting monsters." Ruan Hang gave her a machete and a dagger, "Go and catch a rabbit first."

"Okay." Bai Lian obediently left with her things.

So at night she went back to camp and brought back a bunch of rabbits.

Ruan Hang looked at her appreciatively, thinking that a child can be taught.

Wang Mang looked at her complicatedly, feeling that this direction was not quite right.

The tanned white lotus sat cross-legged on the grass, gobbling up the rabbit she caught, leaking the first smile they had ever met.

She felt that her bewildered life after amnesia had found a direction.

She must have been a martial artist before.

……

Bai Lian eats rabbits here.

The two just went to take a shower.

Wang Mang had already gone before that, and when Ruan Hang got to the river, he was sitting on a big rock and combing his hair.

The loose robe made him look a bit thin, his long silver-white hair slanted over his shoulders, his beautiful side face was drooping, and his white and slender fingers were trimming the wet hair bit by bit.

It seems that like the river water, under the too bright moonlight, his silver-white hair also emits faint fluorescence in the dark night.

Like the ultimate beauty in the world.

Ruan Hang's heart was beating wildly, he thought, if he finds a wife in the future, he must also find such a beautiful one.

Wang Mang noticed that Ruan Hang stopped for a long time, and turned his head towards him in confusion.

Ruan Hang seemed to be shocked, and then rushed to the river, and plunged into it.

Wang Mang shook his head, looked at his suffocating face in the river, and touched it with his hand.

He thought, when I look for a wife in the future, I must also find someone as beautiful as me.

I also want to marry myself today.