The little sweetheart dressed as the ghost king

Hearing the Night King utter these words so coldly, Xiji stared at him dumbfounded, and asked stammeringly: "Aren't they going down with us? Then how will they live in the future?"

Hearing his words, Ye Lin lowered his head and looked straight into his eyes. He didn't speak, but his eyes showed his thoughts brightly, "Why should I care about those women? The life and death of those women is related to the I have nothing to do with it."

After understanding the meaning in his eyes and the indifference in the depths of his eyes, Xiji really understood that for the high and mighty king in front of him, the lives of those women were like roadside to him. It's just like nothing, it's not worth his trouble at all.

Xiji is very contradictory now. He feels that those women are very pitiful, and he can't bear to see them.But for him to help those women, he has no ability at all.Even he himself still doesn't know what kind of existence he is in this team.

While Xiji was constantly struggling with his conscience, Ye Lin looked at the silent little brother, thinking that he was still worried about those women. He couldn't understand his kindness, so naturally he couldn't give it to him. any response.

"Let's go, the carriage has been repaired." After the guards came to tell him that the carriage was repaired, the Night King looked at Siji who was still depressed.

Hearing his words, Xiji subconsciously clenched his fists, but in the end he didn't say anything more.

He speaks lightly, he has no ability to do anything for those women, and he is not qualified to ask others to do something for those women. He can only suppress the kindness he has cultivated in modern times and adapt to this world as soon as possible.

When they got into the carriage and left with the Night King, Xiji still couldn't help but look back. Those women stood there staggeringly, supporting each other, their eyes were full of confusion.

With just one glance, he withdrew his gaze, didn't dare to look any more, put his hands into fists on his knees, lowered his head and thought about the future path.

In his previous life, he was said to be too kind. He met a poor beggar on the road and would buy them food, water and other necessities out of his own pocket. One of the money will be used to help people in impoverished areas.

It's just that at that time, he got to know those people in need through the TV screen. At that time, when he saw those poor people, he would do some good deeds because of his overflowing sympathy.When he got here, he saw people who were several times more miserable than before, but he could only watch helplessly, unable to give them any help.

Along the way, Xiji kept his head down in silence, trying to convince himself that those thugs had been eliminated, that there was no one who could threaten those women, and that they would live well.

In the end, he almost believed that what he said was true, but a faint worry still arose deep in his heart.

Ye Lin sat in the carriage, even on such a bumpy road, he still sat in a stable and imposing manner.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the little brother sitting there quietly, and turned his head to look at the red mole faintly exposed under his covered brows, which was particularly conspicuous on that pale face.

Ye Lin rubbed his fingers, stretched out his hand and raised Xiji's face, making him look up at him, rubbing his thumb against the red mole at the corner of his eye, and asked in his surprised eyes: "Where are you?" Weird one?"

Xiji was startled by Ye Lin's action at first, and wanted to dodge like a conditioned reflex, but when he heard the question from the Night King, he stopped his action and looked at the pair of calm and calm eyes. eyes, said tremblingly: "I don't have any."

"No, or dare not?"

Hearing the question from the Night King, Xiji was stunned for a moment, obviously did not expect him to ask such a question, feeling the temperature on his face that did not belong to him, he had no doubt that this hand could be pinched alive under the will of his master. die yourself.

For a moment, he didn't even know whether to tell the truth or continue to lie. In the end, Xiji chose to tell the truth. He didn't think his clumsy demonstration could fool the man in front of him, "I dare not."

Ye Lin looked at the little brother who became more and more depressed after saying this, and wondered if he had been too tolerant of him recently, which made him so bold when facing himself.Looking at his little brother who was cautiously looking at him, he denied his own thoughts.

Ye Lin thought that since he rejected this little brother who wanted to save those untouchables, he had been losing his temper with himself.He has never liked this kind of little thing who is so proud of himself, but now he is facing this little brother, and he doesn't want to do what he did in the past.

Rubbing his calloused fingertips against his little brother's flimsy face, Ye Lin looked at him and said slowly: "I've always been a person who pays and punishes clearly, if you can please me, I will Let people arrange those untouchables according to your ideas, what do you think?"

Hearing what he said, Xiji was shocked for a moment, staring at his eyes, the depths of his eyes were full of disbelief.After the shock, he was flustered. He didn't know what the Night King meant by saying this, what did he want?

He wasn't sure now if he could afford to pay the Night King for those women he didn't know.

If he didn't care about those women, he would feel very sorry in his heart. He didn't know how many of those women would survive after a few days, and now he could even hear the desperate cries of those women when they left the village.

Biting her lower lip tightly, Xiji looked at the Night King and asked word by word: "What does the king want me to do?"

Ye Lin looked at him with interest for a while, and under his uneasy gaze, sized her up and down several times, and finally let go of the hand that was holding his face in his tense expression, leaned back, and posed Taking a comfortable posture, a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Are you asking me?"

Xiji lowered his head, tried to make a submissive gesture, and said in a low voice: "The king has nothing to lack, I am just a poor man living in the palace, I don't know what else I can offer to the king. .”

Hearing what Xiji said, Ye Lin suddenly laughed, his eyes roamed wantonly on him, and he said speciously: "You still have yourself."