The boy clearly remembered that he had been regarded as a lowly person since he was born.

Over the years, he has been treated coldly by his tribe.

Suffered all kinds of humiliation.

Later, he ran away from the clan.

He accidentally wandered into the Purgatory Forest.

But he was caught accidentally and treated as a monster.

He originally regarded Yue Qingchen as his life-saving straw.

But I didn't expect...

She will become a light in her own world.

The young man said nothing.

Instead, he looked at Yue Qingchen's eyes, which became darker and darker.

Nalan Lingyang was obviously scared.

Dare not go against Yue Qingchen's words.

Even if he is injured all over his body.

Nalan Lingyang still looked at the young man very respectfully.

"Sir, yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it! I apologize to you! I will send you back right now."

Nalan Lingyang didn't dare not believe Yue Qingchen's words.

For fear of suffering another backlash, I greeted him very eagerly.

As he spoke, he ordered his men to send the young man away.

However, the young man slowly stood up from the ground.

His body is upright.

When he stood up straight, he realized that he was tall and tall.

Although he is slightly slender, he is very tall.

He is absolutely equal to Ryuji.

"I won't go back—" The young man's chapped lips trembled slightly, and he finally said the second sentence again.

Nalan Lingyang was stunned.

"No, young master, what will happen if you don't go back? We brought you out of the Purgatory Forest, and we have the responsibility to take you back."

The young man frowned slightly when he heard Nalan Lingyang's voice.

But she never looked at him again.

Instead, he slowly took steps forward and landed in front of Yue Qingchen.

"Thanks."

Yue Qingchen looked at the young man with a pale face and quietly curled up his bright red lips.

"Easy to do."

"Destroy."

"What?" Yue Qingchen was confused by the young man's sudden words.

The young man's voice paused slightly and continued.

"my name."

After the young man said this, he suddenly waved his hand suddenly and for a moment.

Blood spilled everywhere.

Everyone around him who was still immersed in shock is now shocked.

They looked at the boy's movements in disbelief.

juvenile……

He actually cut off a horn on his own forehead.

The white-flesh horn was cut off from the root.

Blood flowed down bit by bit along the wound.

But it only takes a moment.

It actually overflowed the young man's entire face.

The original pale and thin face.

Now it's soaked in blood.

At first glance, it looks so charming and ghostly.

"What, what are you doing?" Yue Qingchen was also shocked by this young man's actions.

She turned her head in slight surprise.

Look at the boy's wounds.

Fingertips, tap again.

Breaking off a part of your body like this...

It must be very painful.

The young man did not speak.

Instead, he wiped the broken corner stained with blood with his own clothes.

Then, the extremely slender hand handed over the broken horn.

Yue Qingchen was about to refuse.

But the young man had already put the broken horn into Yue Qingchen's arms.

He seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

He lowered his voice and spoke in a voice that only Yue Qingchen and others could hear.

"Girl, from now on, my life is yours."

"This broken horn symbolizes my loyalty."

"No matter where you are, as long as you put power into this broken corner, I will feel it and I will come to your side."

"Girl, I have other things to deal with now. So, I'm leaving first..."

"Thank you."

The boy's voice was a little hoarse.

As he spoke, he walked out.

His hair is still messy.

Put it on your forehead casually.

Seeing the blood on his face, everyone around him was so frightened that he stepped back.

In the place where this young man passed.

One by one, they all couldn't help but give way to a path.

The sun shines on the young man's slender figure.

The young man looked thin.

It's so pitiful.

Looking from a distance in the direction the boy was leaving.

Yue Qingchen's eyelashes drooped slightly.

She lowered her head and looked at the broken horn in her palm.

The bright red thin lips pursed slightly.

"Mother, he is so pitiful -" Yue Xiaoye looked at the figure going away and couldn't help but murmur softly.

The aura that emanated from that young man's body was so lonely.

"Mom, who is he? Why does he have horns?" Yue Xiaoye asked again.

Yue Qingchen carefully searched for information about these in her mind.

She was about to speak out.

Long Qianmo on one side seemed to have suddenly realized something.
To be continued...