In fact, he didn't feel anything about his past.

Those who are confused, those who are dark, those who are at a loss, are feared, respected, feared, disgusted, abandoned...

It's been too long, so long that he has almost forgotten when it started.

It's not that he can't feel the darkness, it's not that he can't feel all that, but because he has been in it for too long, no matter where it is, it seems that it has nothing to do with him.

It made him feel that he was out of place, there was no place between heaven and earth, and no one cared about his existence.

What's more, he is actually an untimely bomb. Without the restraint of the so-called holy relic, his emotions would indeed become out of control and violent due to power.

Therefore, all the heads of Ling Yizong, those who know the inside story but don't know the inside story, keep away from him.

But he never cared, nor did he care about others, but now it is different, he has something he wants to care about, and someone who wants to use his power to protect.

The corners of Wen Jing's lips lifted slightly, his eyes sinking, entangled with the dark light.

He does not deny that he is violent, he is world-weary, he has gathered a lot of very bad emotions, he is indeed like this.

The only thing he cares about right now is the little girl who looks careless in front of him.

Darkness is full of thorns, and he is in it. Do you want such a gloomy and dark person? Afraid? do you accept?

Wen Jing’s golden red eyes became dull at this moment, and the violent emotions that had been restrained by the so-called holy relics filled his heart little by little, and he looked straight at Chu Ci, as if the next moment would be Broke out.

Chu Ci blinked, looked at his gaze, and nodded, "Oh, like this", and the following was gone.

Because of the lack of physical cultivation, I was running around these days, probably a little tired. The little girl yawned gracefully in his arms, smoothed her hair, found a comfortable place in his arms, and rubbed it slightly. After a while, he looked like he was going to rest.

The little girl was soft, and her movements were soft, she was squeamishly rubbing, she was looking for a comfortable place.

Although it is really soft, sweet and cute, but...

Wen Jing: ...? ? ? ?

Are you big-hearted or short-sighted? Didn't you hear him say that he is an ancient beast? Didn't you hear him say that his current situation is dangerous? Go to bed, go to bed, and go to bed after listening to the story. Do you think he's telling a bedtime story?

Wen Jing grinds his posterior molars slightly, and realizes that he really has nothing to do with this little guy.

From the very beginning, she ate him to death, whether it was a small bandit who brought him back, or something that was nonsensical but could pierce people's hearts.

But indeed, from the beginning, she was an accident in his plain and bored life.

A sweet accident.

Seeing the little girl rubbing in her arms, Wen Jing pinched her waist, raised her brows slightly, "So what? You just reacted like this?"

Not comforting, not afraid, rubbing around with an innocent face, even a little sleepy? ?

Little girl, you are special.

"En?" Chu Ci raised his eyes when he was interrupted, and looked at Wen Jing, with his face written: What a big deal.

Finally, he raised his hand and grabbed his neck, softly touching the corner of his lips, "That was your past, aren't you here now?"