"Those who walk on two legs between heaven and earth are all mortals. The sun rises and sets, and the stars move. Every day you live longer in your life means you lose a day. There are many people who want to go against the sky, but more things go against their wishes. Competing one by one and not believing in fate, isn't it all about fishing for the moon under the sea?" Fan Xin paused, "But how many mortals can there be in this world who can truly be like a crane in the clouds and only want to be with the rivers and mountains?"
Chen Yuan ignored it and continued to stare at Fan Xin's injuries. He was feeling uncomfortable no matter how much he thought about it, and secretly promised: Forget it, Fan Xin is a thief who is full of bad intentions. During the time we have been together, he is the only one who plots against others, so who else gets to plot against him? Coupled with his martial arts skills, it is not difficult to keep this guy safe, and just protect him from now on.
Fan Xin saw Chen Yuan's ears go in and out, and then he started to scratch left and right. Seeing that Chen Yuan still didn't respond, Fan Xin wondered why this prickly head was so good-tempered today, and then stretched out his hand to pluck Chen Yuan's hair. Chen Yuan raised his head and glanced at him, but let him go about his business.
Fan Xin took a closer look at the young master in front of him, whose hands were carefully wrapped with bandages and who had a serious expression on his face. He said to himself, "So what's wrong with being a commoner? Don't make trouble with God, just accept what you have to accept."
Newcomer, saving...
Intention: To be determined