Task point, this thing is too difficult.

Especially now, all the roots and bones have reached fifty-three points, and it takes a full ten thousand to improve a little.

There are only three thousand mission points left in the East.

I want to raise the root bone to sixty and transform the five senses once, but I missed the task point by nearly 70,000.

At least he has to influence seven more people with the fate of the protagonist.

But this is simply impossible!

"It's so difficult..."

Dongfang subconsciously sat in his knees with a sad look on his face.

It gives people the feeling that they can't find any support and can only hold their legs.

Seeing Dongfang like this, the Master sighed slightly.

"Women... are so sentimental!"

I don’t tell Dongfang everything, but I’m curious and want to ask questions.

Tell me, and it will be like this now.

Chen Nan, who was standing beside him, also sighed slightly, picked up the chopsticks and pottery bowl on the table, picked up a few pieces of meat, and slowly walked to Dongfang to sit down.

"It's all unrelated to you, don't think too much!"

Chen Nan spoke with deep comfort.

"How could it have nothing to do with me?"

Dongfang refuted, feeling sad.

The ability cannot be improved, which is a nightmare for the East.

"Think about it... defeat is just a death. If you win, peace will be achieved in the world!"

Chen Nan continued to comfort her tone, her tone being softer than ever before.

This surprised Dongfang. He subconsciously turned his head, looked at Chen Nan, and said, "It's simple...that's because you are a man!"

"If I was defeated, I might be hard to die!"

Listening to Dongfang's words and looking at Dongfang's slightly frowning brows, Chen Nan stopped.

Indeed, the appearance of the east in front of you is like a treasure created by heaven and earth.

Chen Nan felt that even if Dongfang in front of him was his enemy, he could not kill him.

Don't want to destroy such a treasure-like woman.

With a slight silence, Chen Nan understood Dongfang's worries, but at this time he could not guarantee the future outcome at all.

He stirred up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat, looked at Dongfang and said, "Open your mouth! Just eat it."

Seeing the slightest scent of meat handed to his mouth carefully, Dongfang subconsciously opened his mouth.

Just as he was about to bite, he found that Chen Nan shrank his hand and directly sent the meat to his mouth. Then he laughed and said, "I want to eat it, I will pick it up by myself. I really want me to feed you!"

"You don't dislike my saliva, I still dislike your saliva!"

"You...you!"

Dongfang widened his eyes and looked at Chen Nan incredibly, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

"If you have saliva, you can hand it to my mouth. I will beat you to death sooner or later!"

Dongfang gritted his teeth, stared at his eyes, and squeezed out such a sentence for a long time.

"So cruel? After you're beaten to death, you won't be able to find such a good brother again!"

Chen Nan picked up a piece of fragrant meat, swayed at Dongfang's mouth, and put it in his mouth again.

That look like a slouchy little bastard.

"I just know who bullies my sister's brother... who cares about it!"

Dongfang turned his head and didn't look at Chen Nan's look of beating.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to resist beating Chen Nan.

However... he knew that he was most likely unable to beat Chen Nan, after all, he was an old bacon that had lived for 100,000 years.

Even though he has been sleeping underground for the past 100,000 years, Chen Nan's strength is still hard to see through.

"I didn't bully you... I'm making you happy!"

Chen Nan smiled and said, "Look... have you forgotten what happened just now?"

Dongfang immediately understood Chen Nan's intentions, but he still said unforgivingly: "Yes! I forgot, I just want to beat you now!"

"That won't work. What kind of discipline does a sister beat her brother!"

Chen Nan still smiled slowly, looking at Dongfang's dissatisfied eyes, and directly raised his hand and rubbed Dongfang's head.

The neat and refreshing hairstyle was instantly scattered.

"You really think I dare not hit you!"

Dongfang stood up directly, raised his little foot and kicked Chen Nan's calf.

"Hiss...it hurts so much!"

Chen Nan threw down the bowls and chopsticks, hurriedly hugged his calves, with a grin on his face, and blinked at Dongfang.

Looking at this brother who really seemed to make his sister happy in different ways, Dongfang's heart was slightly warm.

But he still had no good expression and turned around and left a cold snorkeling.

"Hmph...school!"

Listening to Dongfang's words, Chen Nan laughed for no reason and said, "Don't move!"

"Sit down and see if I'll make a trick for you!"

As he said that, he pulled Dongfang's arm and sat on the steps.

With a turn of his palm, a comb the size of a palm appeared in Chen Nan's hand.

The next moment, Chen Nan raised his hand and put the comb on the top of Dongfang's head and gently combed it down.

"You can still comb people's hair?"

Dongfang sat there obediently, not moving around.

He could feel Chen Nan's kindness, he was really like a good brother and loved his sister.

"Clean my sister's hair... I have to know if I don't know!"

Chen Nan responded, holding a comb in his hand, combing it little by little, extremely serious.

That look...it seems like I will never be able to comb again.

"Why are you so nice to me?"

Oriental whisper, with questions.

He could understand how he had just crawled out of the grave, with a hundred thousand years of depression and a hundred thousand years of loneliness. He wanted to talk to someone.

But now seven or eight years have passed, and I haven’t seen each other for a few times. Even if I have some emotions, it should fade.

"What stupid things do you say? I am your brother. If you don't treat you well, who else can I treat you well in this world?"

Chen Nan's voice was filled with an inexplicable loneliness, as if he was a traveler who had been lost in the desert for 100,000 years.

Perhaps if you live or live, you have to find an irrefutable reason.

Chen Nan's words made Dongfang feel a little soft-hearted at this moment.

I slept for 100,000 years, and woke up all my relatives and friends...

The vast world, nowhere to talk about desolation!

"If you help me comb my hair, then I'll draw a portrait of you!"

Dongfang's tone was gentle, and he flipped his palm, took out the drawing board, and picked up the brush.

With the impression and appearance of Chen Nan in my mind, I started to draw lightly.

He painted it very carefully and meticulously.

This seems to be the greatest reward he can give.

Chen Nan behind him combed Dongfang's hair while looking at Dongfang's drawing board, and his appearance gradually became clear.

His lips opened slightly, but there was no sound.

With such a simple concern, he actually felt a deep reluctance.

Chen Nan tied his hair for Dongfang, held the comb in his hand, and stood there silently, without saying a word, just watching silently.

It's like a clay sculpture.
To be continued...