It was already late at night and there was no moonlight in the sky.
Ye Fan originally planned to leave now, but after looking at the sky and seeing that it might rain, he decided that it would not be too late for the tribe to rest for the night and wait for the rain to pass before leaving.
The villagers moved all the food back to their homes. Everyone was very happy and excited.
The old man also made a pot of particularly delicious porridge and asked Mu Wanluo to bring a bowl to Ye Fan.
At this moment, Ye Fan was still meditating. When he heard a knock on the door, he opened the door. When he saw it was the girl Mu Wanluo, holding a bowl of porridge in her hand, he asked: "It's so late, what are you doing?"
Why are you still coming here? It’s going to rain, you’d better go back quickly!”
While talking, Ye Fan took the bowl of porridge, but he was not hungry now, so he just put the porridge aside.
Mu Wanluo's shy eyes saw Ye Fan put the porridge aside. She didn't know why, but her expression was particularly sad, so she turned around and ran back to the wooden house.
Ye Fan was quite strange, wasn't he here to deliver porridge to himself? Why did he take it by himself? She was so angry, it was really a bit baffling here.
Not long after, the door was knocked again. Ye Fan shook his head helplessly and opened the door.
The old man led Mu Wanluo and was standing outside the door.
Looking at their expressions, they seemed to be particularly embarrassed. Ye Fan frowned slightly and asked calmly: "What do you want to do? I have already accepted the porridge, do you have any other requests?"
The old man hurriedly said: "Young hero, we have a traditional rule here. If a girl who is about to get married sends a bowl of porridge to her sweetheart, it means that she wants to marry this man."
"If a man drinks this bowl of porridge, it means he agrees. If a man doesn't drink the porridge, it means he refuses. You are our savior, and you are also an upright young hero, so I plan to marry my daughter to you.
I also ask the young hero to agree to my request!"
Ye Fan really felt that it was so weird. There was such a rule here?
But he really didn't have any feelings for Mu Wanluo. He could only say helplessly: "I really can't accept this. You should take this bowl of porridge back. The grown man has ambitions in all directions. I don't
Maybe I have any ties to a woman, and besides, I already have the woman I love and can’t marry another woman, so I appreciate your kindness, but I absolutely cannot accept this!"
When he said this, Ye Fan raised his hand and brought the bowl of porridge back to the old man.
It has been made very clear that he does not like Mu Wanluo, and he does not even feel this way about being his sister. How can he reluctantly accept this girl?
The old man also shook his head helplessly, looked back at Mu Wanluo who was already heartbroken, and said helplessly: "Daughter, you have also seen that this cannot be forced. Let's go back and don't delay the young hero anymore.
rest!"
Mu Wanluo nodded helplessly, followed the old man, and left reluctantly.
Ye Fan also sighed. The rules in the wild continent were really strange, but it also gave him a lot of experience.
No wonder Bai Ziyu, the owner of Jueying, likes to travel everywhere.
If you have time, you can also go around like Bai Ziyu and appreciate the local customs and customs. It must be very interesting to think about it.
However, I still have many plans to implement. Before unifying the entire wild continent, these can only be thought of.
At this time, there was a crackling sound on the canopy of Jueying, and it started to rain heavily outside.
Ye Fan opened the window and listened to the sound of rain at night, feeling a little lonely.
In any case, this is not the place I have lived before, nor is it the place I like.
I don’t know what the reason is that brings me here to go through these processes that have nothing to do with me in the first place.
But where are the people I really miss and the people I really like now?
Maybe I have a family, a father and a mother, or brothers and sisters, but now all these have disappeared with my disappearing memory.
The most painful thing for me is that I don’t know when my memory will be restored.
It is very likely that memory will never be restored in this lifetime, so those things that once existed can only be treated as if they did not exist now.
Just pretend that you have forgotten them all on purpose, which will make your mood stronger.
The reason is very simple, because now, I am only in the wild continent and cannot leave this world.
At this time, Ye Fan heard bursts of shouting coming from the tribe outside.
At first, I thought robbers were coming, but after listening carefully, it turned out that some people's tents and huts had collapsed under the heavy rain.
Now they are repairing these places despite the heavy rain.
When seeing this scene, Ye Fan felt particularly helpless. The Wilderness Continent was really too barren, and there weren't even any better places.
It would be great if every city could be as prosperous as its own Vulcan City.
But this idea seems a bit far away.
And he doesn't regard this thing as his goal. What he wants now is to unify the entire southern continent, hoping to find an opportunity for a breakthrough, and then he can travel to other continents through the teleportation array.
That's what he wants, and pity and sympathy should be forgotten like his own memory.
At this moment, Ye Fan clearly heard Mu Wanluo cry.
It turned out that his wooden house also collapsed, and the old man was also killed in the wooden house.
Listening to Mu Wanluo's hoarse cries, Mark just frowned slightly without any unnecessary expression.
This is everyone's destiny. You can't change anything, you can only throw them aside.
In the morning, although it had stopped raining, thick fog was rising around the area, and the air was extremely humid. Even the eaves of Jueying were covered with dewdrops, which fell on the ground.
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After this night, the entire tribe seemed to have experienced a war. Many tents and wooden houses had been turned into ruins. The villagers could only sit next to the ruins, sighing and wailing.
Ye Fan pretended that he had never seen this. He brought all his horses over and began to saddle each horse.
At this moment, Mu Wanluo came behind him again, and before Mark could speak, she knelt at Mark's feet.
