Rong Hen held Di Xiaoyun's hand tightly and accidentally exerted force. As soon as he thought that so many men shamelessly let her see their private parts, he wanted to kill them all.
"Rong Hen!" Di Xiaoyun's hand hurt, and she glared at Rong Hen angrily, "What are you doing? You hurt me!"
After hearing this, Rong Hen came back to his senses. He hurriedly reduced his strength, his gentle eyes filled with distress.
"Yun'er, I'm sorry, I..."
Di Xiaoyun smiled and approached Rong Hen: "Rong Hen, I know what you are thinking, don't you just want to kill those guys? But don't worry, those who angered me will be killed by the Imperial Master.
Already."
Her Imperial Master is usually gentle and gentle, but when he gets angry, no one can stop him.
Back then, a demonic beast had the audacity to bully her maid. In anger, she rushed to burn the demonic beast's ding-ding. When the Imperial Master found out about this, because she would burn the ding-ding.
I saw it once, so... the fate of that monster beast can be described as miserable.
"National Preceptor?" Rong Hen frowned slightly, "Who is he?"
Di Xiaoyun blinked slightly, with a cunning light in her beautiful big eyes: "My Imperial Master is the best man in the world."
"..."
Ronghen's face turned green.
Especially when he heard Di Xiaoyun praising other men so much, he felt sour in his heart and his face became extremely ugly.
"And..." Di Xiaoyun seemed not to notice the man's sudden change in appearance, and continued to smile, "I couldn't explain how good the Imperial Master is in three days and three nights. He is the best to me in this world."
Man, he is gentle, considerate, and obedient, and protects me very well. When he was around, I never needed to have a brain, as long as he protected me, that was enough."
If it weren't for the National Preceptor... She didn't know how many times she had been deceived by others. Maybe she was the kind who had to count the money after being deceived.
"But then the Imperial Master died..."
Di Xiaoyun lowered his eyes.
Even though she has found the Imperial Master again now, she still feels a heartbreaking pain when she thinks of the scene when that gentle and immortal man fell in front of her.
What's more, if the Imperial Master hadn't died to protect her, he wouldn't have suffered in this world of gods for so many years...
"The Imperial Master died to save me. He obviously couldn't hold it anymore, but he still insisted on fighting those people just to protect me. My Imperial Master is so good, but I didn't realize it at the time.
So I missed him..."
After listening to Di Xiaoyun's words, Ronghen should have been more jealous, but his heart calmed down instead.
He raised his hand and gently embraced the girl's pretty body into his arms, stroking her green hair with his fingers, his eyes full of tenderness.
"I look a lot like the Imperial Master...?"
Di Xiaoyun nodded slowly: "Well, it's very similar..."
Regardless of appearance, expression, or aura, he is her national master.
She only needed one glance to recognize him in the huge crowd...
"No wonder, when you first saw me, you said I looked like your deceased husband." Rong Hen lovingly rubbed the little girl's little head, smiling softly, like a spring breeze, "I started
I thought you just wanted to strike up a conversation and stay with me."