Chapter 3796 The fate destined by God (seeking a ticket)

The sun shone diagonally, as if a layer of aperture was plated on the figure.

The boy was so shaken that he couldn't open his eyes, and instinctively put his hand on his forehead.

Instinct vigilance made his whole body tense, and his body subconsciously assumed an attacking stance.

Low laughter came from above the fence.

Then the light and shadow flickered slightly, and there was another person in front of the boy.

When he saw the person in front of him clearly, his pupils shrank unconsciously.

It was an extremely handsome young man, who looked only in his early twenties.

The clothes are gorgeous and delicate, and the long sword he wears is an extraordinary piece of spiritual power.

But the temperament on his body is indescribably clean and clear.

Especially those eyes.

It is dark and clear, warm and clear, just like the purest obsidian in the world.

The young man was a little stunned for a while, but he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Until the person opposite let out a low and sweet laugh: "Little guy, what's your name?"

The boy's thoughts suddenly returned to the cage.

The whole body returned to a tense attack state again.

But he still answered subconsciously in his mouth: "Ye slave."

The young man was stunned, "Ye slave?"

The boy nodded and said in a deep voice: "The night of the night, the slave of the slave."

The young man frowned and his eyes fell on the scar between his brows.

For the first time in Ye Nu's heart, he felt ashamed of himself.

He tilted his head subconsciously, trying to cover the ugly scar on his face with his forehead hair.

The young man suddenly said: "Ye slave, do you want to live a completely different life?"

Ye Nu was stunned, and when she met the young man's clear eyes, she felt as if someone was using a feather to gently stir in her heart.

Did he want a completely different life?

Ah!

How could you not want to?

He was dreaming.

But what is the use of it.

As long as he can remember, he has been sold into this [Drunk Life and Dream Death].

Before his appearance was destroyed, the museum was willing to eat and drink to feed him, waiting to sell him for a good price.

But before he could sell it, he was disfigured.

Since then, no one has coveted it anymore.

But he has also become the lowest servant, and anyone in the hall can be beaten, scolded and humiliated.

He's not a masochist, how could he want to continue living like this?

But he also knows better than anyone that the world is hot and cold, and there is no free lunch in the world.

Ye Nu's eyes showed a bit of sarcasm, "What if I want to? What if I don't want to?"

The young man didn't seem to see his sharpness.

The smile on his face is still gentle and calm: "If you want, I will take you away!"

"Why?" Ye Nu frowned at him, "I am not related to you, and I am..."

He laughed mockingly at himself, "Unclean scumbag, ugly...why do you want to help me?"

"Do you need a reason to help someone?"

The young man pouted, and his face showed a bit of childish willfulness, "I will help people if I like, and I will help whoever I like. Why do I need a reason? ?"

The young man stretched out his slender fingers, compared his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised: "I just suddenly had a thought, I wanted to take a break, and then I happened to land in this small courtyard, so I just happened to be I saw you. Maybe it's fate? And, I like your eyes very much...isn't that a good reason?"

Ye Nu's face flushed red.