In the original live broadcast [Crossover]

He has pure silver hair, almost blinding Zhu Xun's eyes. He suddenly thought of the winding Brigi River under the moonlight, which was full of soft and peaceful colors.

Suddenly, the person in front of him moved, and the child with white hair immediately sat up and looked at Zhu Xun vigilantly.

Although this child has rare pupils, his appearance is first-class, and he will definitely be a standard European-style handsome guy in the future. Zhu Xun has seen a tribal rough and muscular guy for a long time, and suddenly a cute little boy came. Time froze.

"Who are you?" His voice was hoarse, but his enunciation was very clear.

"I live here." Zhu Xun said honestly.

"People in the desert?" The boy opened his eyes slightly, and the guard in his eyes was much less.

Seeing that he was tightly wrapped and looked ignorant, Zhu Xun intuitively thought that he should have come from outside.

"This river is Brigi, and the tribe on the other side of the river is Morata. When I found you, you were lying on that sand dune." Zhu Xun kindly explained to him.

The boy nodded. His appearance was very pleasing to the eye. He looked to be the same age as Zhu Xun, but taller than him. Zhu Xun was watching happily when a discordant voice suddenly sounded.

"You are too dark." The boy looked left and right, and suddenly said this sentence.

Zhu Xun's smile froze on his face, a little bit because he felt that Zhu Xun was friendly, but the boy didn't stop talking, and unconsciously made up the knife.

"You are so thin, your arms are as thin and dry as burnt black coals."

"...I'm sorry to bother you!" Zhu Xun had no expression on his face. He stood up and turned around to leave.

"Wait, take me!" The boy grabbed Zhu Xun's animal skin vigorously, refusing to let go.

"Let go first, the clothes are very thin!" Zhu Xun hurriedly protected the clothes, but he only had this one.

"No, you have to promise me that you can't leave me here alone." The boy looked a little flustered, and his red eyes showed a bit of fear.

Zhu Xun let go of his hands, and suddenly his mother's love flooded him. Just as he was about to respond, the animal skin on his body suffered.

"His-"

It was torn off a large piece neatly.

"..." The boy raised his head with a smile on his face, "Hey, I didn't mean to..."

"Don't even think about it." Zhu Xun was expressionless.

Then, Zhu Xun snatched back the fabric from the boy's hand, and ran towards Morata with his feet loose.

At this time, the sun was almost at the top of the head, and the temperature was getting higher and higher. This is the time to avoid it. If you stay any longer, even the Morata people will be in danger of dehydration. Zhu Xun rushed back wholeheartedly. Still shouting.

"Heitan, wait for me!"

"Who is Heitan!" Zhu Xunhuo immediately came up, "My name is Zhu Xun!"

"I'm Xiu." Bai Mao followed behind Zhu Xun relentlessly, "You can't leave me alone! Since you saved me, why not take me back!"

"I don't want it." Zhu Xun flatly refused.

"Tsk." Xiu frowned, and began to mend the knife again, "Why do you look like black charcoal, and your heart is small and dry."

"It's really rude..." Zhu Xun said bluntly, "Don't follow me, son of a bitch!"

"I want to follow you!"

"..."

In the end, Zhu Xun, an aborigine who lived in the desert all year round, couldn't run away, and collapsed on the ground exhausted. Zhu Xun ran to mock him, and finally carried him home.

As soon as he entered the room, Dawu, who was lying on the stone bed, wagged his tail and looked at Zhu Xun with his big black eyes.

"This damn child is really heavy."

Zhu Xun dragged him onto the stone bed with all his strength, and the big black moved to one side, frantically sniffing strangers with his nose. After getting acquainted with it, it suddenly discovered that the sand-covered Xiu had occupied him. Often sleeping place.

"Wooooo." Dawu whispered to Zhu Xun, his wet eyes filled with light.

"For a while, he will leave when he wakes up." Zhu Xun was sitting on the stone table, eating jerky.

Da Wu raised his pointed ears, and pointed his butt towards Xiu's face.

Zhu Xun seemed to think of something, and added.

"Well... maybe not going."

Dawu groaned a few times, sounding extremely wronged. Zhu Xun said a few words of comfort, and went out of the stone room to observe the movements of the tribe residents. The style is fierce.

"Da Wu! That's not food, you can't swallow it!"

Da Wu: "..."

At dusk, the last golden light of the setting sun still stays on the horizon, and the whole desert shows a strange orange-red color. The undulating sand dunes and wind-eroded crops in the distance stand on the sand, and are drawn by the light. Long shadows, half of the sky still has red clouds, It was night on the other side.

The night of buying Kirby always comes faster than expected.

When Xiu woke up, it was already pitch black outside, and the room was pitch-black. Only a little light from the fire outside the stone room allowed him to barely see what the room looked like.

This is a very simple room, without any decoration, and without an exquisite layout, even the ground is covered with rough gravel.

After groping for a while, Xiu climbed down from the stone bed. There was a strange container full of water on the stone table. Xiu picked it up and smelled it, and it was a little muddy inside. He was just thirsty, so he didn't care about it, so he picked it up. The pot of mud clapping is filled into the mouth.

There is some sand in the water, and the smell is a bit choking, but it is still acceptable.

Xiu smacked his lips a few times, and was about to go out, when suddenly, he stopped, patted the sand on his head vigorously, adjusted his clothes, put on a serious expression, swaggered off the animal skin and left the room.

Outside the stone room, Zhu Xun was sitting with his back to Xiu, sitting cross-legged in front of the campfire, not knowing what to do. A pure white puppy was next to Zhu Xun, looking very clingy.

This harmonious scene of one person and one dog deeply stimulated Xiu.

"Cough cough...cough cough." Xiu howled and coughed a few times.

Zhu Xun didn't look back, only the little milk dog moved its tail and continued to knock its head on Zhu Xun's leg.

The seriousness on Xiu's face was finally broken.

"Heitan, what are you doing?" He ran to the other side of the campfire.

I saw Zhu Xun lowering his head and fiddling with something. It looked like a grass-like plant. Because it grew in the desert, its roots were extremely thin.

Zhu Xun ignored him, Xiu sat down and dragged his head to watch Zhu Xun's work. Suddenly, he saw a glowing blue, and Xiu Ding took a look, it was the milk dog's eyes.

"Your domestic animal... eyes will glow." Xiu said blankly.

Seeing him mention Dawu, Zhu Xun finally reacted.

"This is a special monster of Kabite. It only appears at night. You can't see it during the day. Morata people pay attention to privacy. You'd better not mention the monster they raise."

Zhu Xun was talking nonsense in a serious manner, and Xiu Ting on the opposite side was stunned for a while, and was successfully fooled.

"It turned out that the domestic animals that bought Kirby looked like this." Xiu said curiously.

"Yes." Zhu Xun reached out a hand to touch the big crow's head, it rubbed against Zhu Xun's hand docilely, wagging its tail and wanted to get into his arms.

"No, I'm busy now." Zhu Xun refused.

"Wooooo." Dawu made an aggrieved voice, and stayed beside Zhu Xun again.

The chin repair on the side is about to fall off.

"Can you understand domestic animals?"

Zhu Xun looked up at Xiu, but didn't speak.

"Domestic animals don't have such a high IQ...it's really strange." Xiu looked at Dawu and muttered in a low voice.

"It's called Dawu, don't call it a domestic animal." Zhu Xun said seriously, "We are friends, not the relationship between the owner and the pet."

"You..." Xiu wanted to say something, but suddenly, he was attracted by Zhu Xun's black pupils, "Your eyes are black."

"Yes." Zhu Xun replied lightly, "If you don't want to be affected by misfortune by me, just leave quickly."

"..." Xiu moved his lips, but no sound came out.

The two were silent for a long time. Suddenly, Xiu stood up abruptly. Just when Zhu Xun thought he was going to leave, Xiu suddenly shouted at Zhu Xun.

"Heitan, if you want me to leave, don't even think about it!"

"What did you say?" Zhu Xun patted his thigh, "I'm Zhu Xun, not Heitan."

"Da Heitan, I'm relying on you not to leave." Xiu turned around and ran into Zhu Xun's house again.

"Heitan's bed was requisitioned by Xiu." Soon, Xiu's energetic voice came from the room.

"Damn white hair, I have a name!" Zhu Xun threw the grass in his hand into the bonfire, "Today I must teach you a lesson!"

The two tossed about in the room for a while, and finally, there was another person on Zhu Xun's stone bed.

Today's Zhu Xun came back from the tribe with a few grasses by the river, and brought an extremely arrogant white hair with him.