Yan Yao crossed his arms over his chest and tilted his head back. After a while, he seemed to feel that this position was uncomfortable, and his head stood up again, and then dropped forward slightly.

As sleepiness came over her, her head hit and hit again and again, and the mask on her face even scratched the skin on the side of her face red.

Xiao Ran didn't know why, but when he saw Yan Yao feeling sleepy on the side, he felt no sleepiness at all.

He was still struggling with the news he got today. Although it was just the space inside the meteorite and could not be taken seriously, curiosity still drove Xiao Ran to find out what the current situation of the world was like.

There was also a sense of familiarity given to Xiao Ran by the girl he suddenly met next to him, which also made him interested for a moment.

"cold……"

Yan Yao shrank his neck and murmured.

Her body gradually moved towards Xiao Ran.

Xiao Ran was slightly dazed, looking at Yan Yao's head that was gradually coming closer, but didn't react for a long time.

At this moment, he imagined countless plots in his mind.

One of these is the most likely to happen.

He remained motionless, and Yan Yao rested his head on his shoulder all night. When he woke up the next day, he gradually fell in love with Xiao Ran because of this warm gesture.

Although Xiao Ran's current appearance is relatively ordinary, who knows whether the innocent girl next to him will fall into this trap.

The camera began to slow down, and the little masked head gently rested on Xiao Ran's shoulder.

The two seemingly unrelated people seemed to have a real intersection at this moment.

The wind blowing on the street at night swept through the groups of people in twos and threes, and began to flock towards the girl on the swing with purpose.

The cool breeze blew the hem of her skirt and got into the gap between her clothes and her neck, causing a shiver.

Yan Yao hugged his body tightly and squeezed towards Xiao Ran like a little piggy.

Xiao Ran thought this was the end.

Unexpectedly, Yan Yao seemed to directly use Xiao Ran as a pillow. She let go of her arms and hugged Xiao Ran's waist.

Yan Yao changed from a piglet to a kitten. Her body was so soft that it seemed as if her body was attached to Xiao Ran's body. There was no gap between the two.

The warmth that Xiao Ran brought to Yan Yao seemed to be able to withstand the cold night. Yan Yao stopped shivering, and her mask was pushed aside by her, revealing half of her face with a satisfied smile.

In this situation, no man's heart will remain unmoved.

The beautiful half of the face, the bird-like posture, and the light body fragrance coming from the body are all challenging a man's bottom line.

But Xiao Ran felt very strange.

He stared at half of Yan Yao's profile, and a very strange connection emerged in his heart.

It's like looking at this face but thinking about another person.

The feelings in his heart for another person made Xiao Ran's love for the girl next to him aggravate.

Xiao Ran raised a hand and slowly moved it towards the mask on Yan Yao's face.

He gently untied the rope behind the mask, and Xiao Ran took off the mask on Yan Yao's face.

"Qingyao..." Xiao Ran murmured these two words.

At this moment, he finally understood where the familiar feeling came from. Yan Yao felt so much like Qingyao to him.

This made Yan Yao next to her like a magnet, exerting an invisible attraction to Xiao Ran, making him willing to follow her aimlessly.

"Hehehe, fat butterfly..." A smile suddenly appeared on Yan Yao's face.

"What?"

Xiao Ran lowered his head slightly and lost his voice after he finished speaking. He must have been talking in his sleep.

"I don't want to be talked about as a vase..."

"I also want to have friends..."

The expression on her face became sad again, and her fingers tightly tugged on Xiao Ran's clothes.

But the next moment, Xiao Ran's eyes suddenly widened.

Because a drop of saliva was gradually dripping down from the corner of Yan Yao's mouth. This drop of saliva was extremely tenacious. As if he disliked Xiao Ran, it stretched into a long stick and refused to be separated from Yan Yao's mouth.

Xiao Ran swallowed.

"Hey, hey, it's silky..." Xiao Ran murmured.

He looked left and right, then glanced at the sword behind Yan Yao's back.

"Wow!"

Xiao Ran drew out his long sword and moved the tip of the sword towards the stubborn saliva.

He had a look of disgust on his face, and the hand holding the sword was trembling slightly.

Sudden!

"Keng!"

The long sword in Xiao Ran's hand buzzed, and the sword blade was directly hit in Yan Yao's chest.

"Crack!"

A dart fell on the wooden floor, crushing the small goose-yellow flowers that emerged from the cracks in the floor.

He was about to wake up.

Xiao Ran picked up the long sword out of habit and jumped off the swing.

There is no one on the street anymore.

There were only a few dark figures approaching slowly.

Xiao Ran took a cursory glance and saw that there were only six people in front of him.

The lower half of their faces were covered with black cloth, their bodies were dressed in black clothes, and they held long white swords in their hands, the sword blades reflecting the pale light of the moon.

These six people with "I am an assassin" written on their faces slowly moved towards the door of the inn. It was obvious that Yan Yao was their target. The long sword Xiao Ran had just taken out happened to block Yan Yao's fatal blow.

"who are you?"

Xiao Ran held a long sword in his hand, with a serious expression on his face, and asked a somewhat retarded question.

The six men in black didn't answer. They were like ghosts walking in the dark night. The ghosts didn't need to speak, just standing there was enough to shock people.

Xiao Ran lowered his head and glanced at the weapon in his hand, then looked back at Yan Yao, who was shivering behind him. He instantly shook his body and handed the weapon to Yan Yao like a pelican receiving initiation.

"I'm used to pretending, and I forgot that I don't even have any cultivation..."

Xiao Ran quickly jumped behind Yan Yao and hid behind her slender shoulders.

"Hero, I leave it to you!"

"Brother Nuan..."

Yan Yao looked troubled, her hands were trembling slightly, and the light long sword seemed too heavy in her hands.

Seeing her like this, Xiao Ran began to feel troubled.

"What kind of cultivation level does the other party have? Can you tell?" Xiao Ran asked.

Yan Yao looked back and forth at the six people walking towards him, and said anxiously: "Okay...it seems like three second-level foundation building, three third-level foundation building..."

"What about you?" Xiao Ran asked next.

When Yan was about to turn around, what came into view was half of a slightly pale face.

For some reason, Xiao Ran suddenly had the urge to stand in front of her, even if he lost all his cultivation.

"I...build the first level of foundation."

Xiao Ran breathed a sigh of relief, seemingly finally finding a reason for this girl to be cowardly.

"I can't beat their big brother Nuan, why don't we run away quickly!" Yan Yao whispered.

Xiao Ran frowned.

Then relax.

He smiled and said: "I think it makes sense!"

After the exchange, the two people immediately ran towards the left direction, but the next moment, another man in black appeared in the area to their left.

"Fifth level of foundation building..." Yan Yao's face became even paler.

Xiao Ran gritted his teeth and shouted: "On the right!"

The two changed directions again and fled madly to the right.

At this moment, a man in black also came out from the right, blocking their escape route.

"Level 6 of foundation building!" Yan Yao exclaimed, his expression even more desperate.

The two of them kept retreating, and the eight men in black surrounding them surrounded the area.

Yan Yao stamped his feet anxiously: "It's better not to run, because this time we run, two more powerful assassins will appear!"
To be continued...