Chapter 60 Chat

"thirty."

"thirty-one."

When the wolves fell, Ruan Ruan and Shen Zhiyun each reported the number of wolves.

Ruan Ruan was one more than him, but she did not exceed his joy.

She stared at the silver-white cub in his hand and frowned.

"Why keep it? This kind of wolf is full of hatred. Even if it is old, it will think about seeking revenge."

Shen Zhiyun slid its neck up to him, touched its chin and looked at it carefully.

It was all silver and white, with its fluffy little tail tucked into its legs out of fear. Its dark round eyes stared at his every move, and it whimpered from time to time, pitifully and begging, lest he might drop the knife on a whim. Send it to the west.

How does he see it? Why does he feel that this person looks 80% like Ruan Ruan?

When he thought of Ruan Ruan being frightened and pleading, he was a little reluctant to do anything.

Of course, it wasn't because he was soft-hearted that he couldn't take action, but because he felt that he might never see Ruan Ruan show a fearful expression in his life, which was a pity.

With it by his side, he can also place Ruan Ruan's face in his head, which is commonly known as a stand-in.

Shen Zhiyun squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "What does it matter? It's just a beast. If he really disobeys, he will be killed. It won't hurt him anyway."

Ruan Ruan glanced at the wolf cub with disgust and said, "I want to raise you."

He stared at her face meaningfully.

"Yeah, I'll take care of you."

The inexplicable profound meaning made Ruan Ruan feel chills, and she always felt that he had something on his mind.

But more than that, she cared more about his speed.

If she read it correctly, Shen Zhiyun did move much faster than her, and in the end he was still squatting on the ground waiting for something.

At first she thought he was checking whether the wolves were all killed, but now she thought he was probably staring at the little cub.

This also shows that she didn't check everything with him, and it's no wonder that she can't feel his breath anymore.

When masters compete with each other, the slightest difference can make them miss a thousand miles, especially when both of them use killing moves. In just a few moves, life or death can be decided.

She looked at her hands with dissatisfaction.

During this period of time, while farming, she also practiced strength and flexibility training, and often took medicinal baths from the supermarket to make her meridians unblocked and her muscles more active.

She thought she had regained a certain amount of strength, but now it seems that she still needs to keep up her efforts.

She took off the cloth that bound her hair, wiped the blood from the dagger, and was stunned again when she looked at the reflective blade.

It stands to reason that the area of ​​​​Miao's knife is larger than that of her dagger, which means that there may be more blood on it.

But Shen Zhiyun moved for a long time, and the tip of the knife kept shining as sharply as before. On the other hand, her dagger body was covered in blood.

She frowned and looked at Shen Zhiyun, just as he was sheathing his sharp blade.

The tip of the knife spurted blood, the blade broke through the air, the light of the knife drew a beautiful arc in the air, and then fell steadily into the sheath.

Incredibly elegant.

Ruan Ruan suddenly wanted to throw the dagger away.

Her brows were almost knitted together, and Shen Zhiyun looked a little confused.

He hesitated and said, "How about I kill it now?"

Ruan Ruan's cheeks puffed up, "Don't talk to me, I don't want to see you now."

The jade-faced beauty still looked completely deserted, but her delicate little appearance was as lively as a child's.

The feeling of emptiness in Shen Zhiyun's heart hit him again, and the coagulation and boiling of his blood made his breathing a little messy.

He threw the little cub aside, stepped forward, grabbed the corner of her clothes and wrapped her around.

His starry eyes were full of smiles, and his mouth was not idle at all.

"You're angry?"

"No."

"Do you blame me for making my own decisions?"

"No."

"Are you angry because of something else?"

"……No."

Shen Zhiyun looked at her hand holding the dagger tightly and her sudden violent mood, and his eyes turned.

"Isn't it because of the knife?"

Ruan Ruan froze and became angry from embarrassment.

"I told you not yet!"

Shen Zhiyun smiled in his heart.

Well, sure enough.

"It's very simple to sheath the knife without drawing blood. Do you want to learn from me and teach you?"

"Not learn!"

"Just like this, then that, and then..."

"I told you not to learn! Don't bring it in front of me! It will make you upset!"

He felt aggrieved and said, "But this is a craft that I am very proud of. I want to show it to my mother...well...you see."

"Go away! You are so annoying!"

The more agitated she became, the more she would pester her like a fly, and it would be annoying to the point of death.

However, these people in the team were very indifferent and remained motionless nearby.

She kicked the wheel and said angrily: "What are you waiting for?! If you don't leave, I'll kill you all!"

Everyone trembled and swallowed, feeling very innocent.

These days, isn’t it even allowed to be shocked?

But after witnessing Ruan Ruan's power, they did not dare to speak and climbed onto the carriage obediently to wait for Wen Changliu's marching order.

But at this time, Wen Changliu could no longer make any useful commands.

He was shocked and confused, and he didn't even know how to face Ruan Ruan.

So after Ruan Ruan made a second threat, the team started a slow journey.

In the carriage, Wen Changliu stared at Ruan Ruan's face again and again, took a deep breath, and showed rare courtesy to Shen Zhiyun.

"Can you let me chat with her alone for a while? Just for a while. I have something to ask her."

Shen Zhiyun's face, which had been smiling at Ruan Ruan just now, suddenly turned cold.

"don't want."

Wen Changliu frowned, "I have something very important to confirm!"

"Then just confirm."

"I want to confirm alone!"

"Pfft, you said that if you want to be alone, I have to make way for you? Why? Are you used to being an official and you can order anyone at will?"

Shen Zhiyun squinted his eyes, "This is not your Kyoto. Everyone and everything will not revolve around you."

Wen Changliu took a breath and closed his eyes with forbearance.

"I, Wen Changliu, please go out for a while so that I can have a space to talk to Ruan Ruan alone, okay?"

Shen Zhiyun can still accept this attitude.

Glancing at him indifferently, he turned to look at Ruan Ruan, "Do you want to be alone with him? If you want, I'll leave."

Ruan Ruan paused and looked away from the window.

"Let's talk."

When she opened her mouth, Shen Zhiyun opened the curtain and went out without saying a word.

After the people left, Wen Changliu was not as bold as before. He lowered his head and remained silent for a long time.

Ruan Ruan felt the emotions in his chest boiling non-stop. He narrowed his eyes slightly irritably and said in a deep voice: "Don't you want to talk? Are you mute?"

She could understand the deep feelings between the original person and him, but she hated it when others were so coy.

It seems that you are caring about others, and you seem to be thinking about others, but when you haven't seen each other for a long time and don't understand the other person at all, how can you look at the person now with the same eyes as before?

In the final analysis, he was just talking to the person who stayed in his memories, and did not really face her.
Chapter completed!