"That...that...I'm sorry." Luo Yu touched his nose and smiled to himself.
"This is my young master's little pet." The scholar glanced at Luo Yu, frowned and turned around and walked towards the back of the mountain.
Seeing this, Luo Yu turned around and glared at Xiao Yin. Xiao Yin replied to Luo Yu, "Humph."
I had no choice but to fight someone else's monster. He looked like a scholar who didn't know how to fight. How could he have the nerve to run away?
Luo Yu had no choice but to follow him with a twisted look on his face.
If your own monster hits someone else's, you have to give him a gift.
Turning around the rocks in front, a mountain spring murmured down, flowing along the mountain stream, crisp and sweet.
And an octagonal pavilion stands on this mountain stream, simple but unique.
On the pavilion, a man with his hair tied up high and wearing a crescent-white robe was sitting on it, looking down at something in front of him.
"Sir, look at Yun Bai." The scholar walked forward with the little beast in his arms.
The man slowly raised his head: "Why are you like this?"
The voice was gentle and magnetic, like aged wine, with a mellow and refreshing aroma.
"They beat me." The scholar pointed at Luo Yu.
Seeing this, Luo Yu put on a flattering smile on his face and walked up a few steps: "Well, my little Yin is not sensible. He just went crazy and hit the wrong one. He hit the wrong one."
Xiao Yin, who was squatting on Luo Yu's shoulder, was about to jump up when he heard this.
Luo Yu quickly held her down and held her tightly in her arms, preventing Xiao Yin from moving.
Smiling and looking at the man who turned his head in front of him, Luo Yu felt like an old mother coming to apologize to her son who had caused trouble.
The man listened and slowly turned his head.
Luo Yu took in the whole scene at a glance and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.
The man in front of him was extremely handsome, his sword-shaped eyebrows flew into his temples, his eyes were blazing, and his facial features were almost flawless as if they were carved with a knife or an axe.
The breath is warm and calm.
The mountain wind blew a strand of black hair hanging down on the face, dancing lightly.
It gives people a feeling of being in the mortal world and transcending the world.
Luo Yu's heart was electrified, he had such a good appearance and temperament, he could compete with Yun Shitian.
If Yun Shitian's gentleness hides domineering, his elegance reveals grace.