Chapter 3796: Fate of God (Destination Ticket)

The sun was shining obliquely, as if a layer of light had been plated out of that figure.

The teenager was so dangling that he could not open his eyes, and instinctively blocked his hand on his forehead.

Instinctively vigilant made his whole body tense, and his posture involuntarily attacked.

A low laugh came from above the fence.

Then the light and shadow flickered slightly, and there was one more in front of the boy.

When he could see the person in front of him, his pupils shrank unconsciously.

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

The sword, which is gorgeous and delicate, and worn on the body, is an extraordinary product of spiritual power.

However, the temperament of the body is indescribably clean and clear.

Especially those eyes.

Dark and clear, warm and clear, just like the purest obsidian in the world.

The boy was a little stunned for a moment, and for a long while he couldn't return.

Until the opposite person gave a low, pleasant laugh: "Little guy, what's your name?"

The teenager's thoughts suddenly returned.

The whole body returned to a tense attack.

But he answered subconsciously: "Yanu."

The young man froze, "Night slave?"

The boy nodded, his voice deep, "Night of the night, slave of the slave."

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

For the first time, Ye Nu's heart raised self-defeating emotions.

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

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

Ye Nu stunned, and with the bright eyes of the young man, it felt as if someone had twirled his heart with feathers.

Does he think of a completely different life?

Ah!

Why don't you want to?

He was dreaming.

Do you want to use it?

From his memory, he has been sold to this [Drunk Life and Dream].

Before the appearance was not destroyed, the museum was still willing to support him with delicious food and drink, waiting to sell him for a good price.

But before he sold it, he was disfigured.

Since then, no one has stumbled.

But it has also been reduced to the lowest level of servants. Anyone in the pavilion can freely scold and humiliate.

He is not a masochist, why would he want to continue this life?

But at the same time he knows the world better than anyone, and there is no free lunch in the world.

Ye Nu's eyes were a little ridiculous, "What do I want? What about not wanting?"

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

The smile on his face was still gentle and quiet: "If you want, I'll take you away!"

"Why?" Ye Nu gazed at him with an eyebrow. "I have a relationship with you, I'm another ..."

He laughed at himself with a mockery, "A wasteful man, an ugly man ... Why are you helping me?"

"Do you need a reason to help someone?"

The youth pinched his mouth, and his face was somewhat childish and willful. "I like helping others and helping others. I like to help others. Why do I need a reason? I just want to see your eyes and want to fulfill your wish. ?"

The young man stretched out his slender fingers, compared with his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised: "I just had a sudden thought and wanted to rest on the ground, and then just happened to be in this small yard, so just right I saw you. Maybe this is destined for heaven? And, I like your eyes ... Is this a good reason? "

Ye Nu's face turned red.