Kurapika's eyes became as bright as blood, and the fluorescent light inside, like countless souls of the past, completely framed Machi in that moment.

The aura from weak to strong suddenly rose up all over his body.

Joy, madness, anger, sadness, fear, hatred, carelessness, loyalty, excitement, doubt, pleasure, shame, awareness, these emotions from human beings can more or less affect thoughts.

It will increase, it will decrease.

It will become stronger and weaker.

But it is worth noting that serious sequelae often occur after using forces beyond one's own range.

Kulapika has just learned to control his mind power, and after that, he has exercised for several hours. At this moment, both mentally and physically have reached their limits.

However, driven by the emotions of anger and hatred, he still released his aura, and even the amount of it was much higher than before.

The cause of this incongruity is not only emotion, but also related to the red-eyed bloodline of the Kuluta tribe.

However, the Kulapika, who had just finished his practice, was like a dry lake, and his behavior at this moment seemed to be forcibly drilling through the ground, attracting a lot of groundwater.

If you let Kulapika continue, you will probably not be able to use your mind power for at least one week, and it may even lose your body.

"Is this the red eyes..."

Luo watched Kurapika burst out with his body at the end of his strength and had a clearer understanding of the fire red eyes. Then he controlled his strength and slapped Kurapika's neck.

Kurapika's body shook, her eyelids slowly drooped, covering up the bloody red light, and then fell softly to the ground.

Luo took two steps forward and held Kurapika.

Machi put the wooden box aside, looked at Luo, and said, "Just knock him out like that, aren't you afraid of losing his trust?"

"His trust in me should not be that cheap."

Luo put Kurapika on the ground, took off his coat, covered Kurapika's body, and then sat on the rock by the stream.

In order not to let Kulapika overdraw his body and affect his subsequent practice, after Luo verifying some of the information about Fire Red Eye, it is impossible for Kulapika to release his mind power at will.

Machi walked over and sat next to Luo.

She snuggled on Luo's shoulder, looked at Kurapika lying flat on the ground, and said, "You knew it a long time ago, did the Koluta tribe have left a fish that escaped the net."

"That's right." Luo responded without explaining too much.

Macchi was silent, his cheeks gently rubbed against Luo's shoulders.

Luo Hu held Machi into his arms, and neither of them spoke, listening quietly to the sound of the stream.

At night, insects roared at the ears.

The moonlight fell into the river, rippling silver light.

Machi went back, and only Luo and Kurapika were left by the river.

Luo sat on the rock, while Kurapika lay on the flat ground.

“Um…”

With a low moan, Kurapika woke up, and the coat covering him was suddenly shaken into the air.

He stood up with intense movements and saw clearly the surrounding situation in an instant. Finally, he looked like a wounded little beast, staring at Luo sitting on the rock.

"Where did that woman go?"

A cold sound squeezed out of Kurapika's mouth.

Facing Kurapika's indescribable look, Luo supported his cheek with the back of his hand and said lightly: "I'm back, and she has a name called Machi, who is my woman."

Kurapika's expression was shocked, a hint of confusion flashed through her eyes, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Who are you? What is your relationship with the Phantom Brigade?"

Luo did not answer, but opened the lid of the lunch box beside him and said, "Let's have a meal first, explain it to you while eating."

Looking at Luo, who was breeze and calm, Kurapika stopped moving. From the corner of her eyes, she glanced at the coat that fell to the ground, took a deep breath to calm the vibration in her heart.

A complicated expression appeared on his face, and after hesitating for a moment, he walked towards Luo.

With the style of the Phantom Brigade, killing people is as simple as drinking water.

If Luo wanted to harm him, if Luo was a member of the Phantom Brigade, there would be no need to go so hard.

Then, Kurapika silencedly ate the medicinal food that had completely cooled down, while listening to Luo Jian's outrageous explanation.

After listening to Luo's narration, Kurapika's hanging heart slowly settled down.

He knew two points.

First, Luo and the brigade are enemies, second, Machi is now separated from the brigade and has not participated in the massacre of compatriots.

In this way, this is why Luo knew the information of the Phantom Brigade?

The reason why I can easily believe Luo's words is the joint I just figured out.

The medicinal food in the lunch box gradually decreases.

Luo looked at the moonlight in the stream and said, "Let's go ahead after eating."

"Um."

Kurapika responded vaguely, and the movement of picking up food and stuffing it into her mouth became significantly faster, making her cheeks bulge high and her lips covered with vegetable juice.

He originally paid special attention to his image, but at this moment he ignored it in order to squeeze out more time.

After a while, Kulapika swallowed the last bite of the meal. As soon as possible, the dishes were cold, but after entering the stomach and intestines, it was like hot coal, which gradually calmed the body.

"This is medicinal food, which is quite beneficial to your physical practice." As if seeing Kurapika's doubts, Luo explained, then took out the towel from the black cat space and handed it over.

Kulapika was stunned. After a moment, he silently took the towel, wiped the stains on the corner of his mouth, and whispered: "Thank you... Master."

Luo couldn't help looking at Kurapika who lowered his head and smiled, "What did you call me just now? I didn't hear it clearly."

Kurapika's face turned slightly red, she opened her mouth, struggled for a while, and said, "Master."

"Didn't you just finished your meal? The sound was like a mosquito sound." Luo continued to tease.

Kulapika seemed to have made a fortune, and finally shouted in a voice higher than normal volume: "Master!"

"Be good." Luo nodded.

“…” Kurapika.

Afterwards, Kurapika continued to practice.

The night was getting darker, and several hours passed, Kulapika's mental power was exhausted between the opening and closing of the sperm hole, and his body ushered in a extreme state of fatigue twice in a day.

"Okay, continue tomorrow morning."

Luo stopped Kurapika, then walked to the edge of the woods, raised his hand, took Allah out of the space, and slashed his sword at the woods.

In an instant, more than a dozen trees were cut in half.

Luo took back Allah, opened the field, processed the big tree into wooden stakes, and then quickly combined it into a wooden house.

Kurapika watched from the side, shocked.

Having mastered most of the knowledge of lyricism, he still couldn't understand how Luo did it.

After the wooden house was built, Luo took off his coat again and threw it to Kurapika, saying, "You can use it if you don't have a quilt tonight. Don't refuse. In your current state, the cold is easy to enter your body. I don't want to see you catch a cold tomorrow."

Kurapika wanted to refuse, but was interrupted by Luo's preemptive words.

"Um."
Chapter completed!