He explained carefully: "The martial soul is a physical soul that can be used to practice martial arts, and the soul... is inherent in the body, just like..."

"Okay, okay, okay, I understand." When he said this, Ye Zhikuang understood.

She raised her hand, looked at the dragon-shaped pattern on the back of her hand again, and asked: "Then this thing can bring me strength, so I call it the Dragon Martial Spirit. To me, it is the same as the Martial Spirit."

There is no difference in soul."

Hearing her say this, he suddenly held her hand tightly and placed it on his chest. Three "Chuan"-shaped lines on his brow slowly appeared in front of her eyes, as if he was troubled by something.

He said in a deep voice: "You can never... use its power, otherwise it will be of no benefit to you. Promise me that you will never use it."

"..." Ye Zhikuang's pupils shrank, he didn't understand, he didn't understand why he had to agree to such a condition.

Moreover, she was a very curious woman. He made her words unclear but asked her not to use the power she had gained in vain. He had to give her an explanation.

"Explain?" She finally asked for an answer to the doubts in her heart.

But he...

Won't tell her.

"There is nothing to explain. If you want to be with me for a long time, then don't use it. I will stay by your side to protect you."

Speaking of this, the thing that bothered him came to mind again.

He knitted his brows even tighter, as if he wanted to lock that matter deep between his brows to prevent her from knowing.

She lowered her head and said softly: "Will you always be by my side?"

"Yes." He hugged her tightly and buried his face in her hair: "Yes, I will always be by your side. As long as you remember, I will not leave until the red sandalwood is gone! Even if you fade away.

Qian Fenghua, I will still protect you on the other side..."

——As long as you remember, until the red sandalwood is destroyed, I will not go either!

But he spoke very softly, like a stream of clear spring water slowly flowing through her heart.

It was so soft that she was obsessed with it.

She moved her hands to his back and hugged him as tightly as he did...

***

Ye Zhikuang slept in his arms for an unknown amount of time.

When she woke up, she was lying on his lap, and her clothes were dry.

She opened her eyes and it was already dark outside.

It seems that it is getting dark...

He raised his eyes and looked at the man resting on the big stone beside him with his forehead resting on his hand.

Suddenly he raised his hand and rubbed his lips with his fingertips.

His lips were a little chapped.

He didn't sleep, and when she opened her eyes, he felt her waking up.

When she stretched out her hand towards him, he first held her little hand, opened his mouth, put it in his mouth and asked, "Are you hungry? I asked Black Bee to bring you some food."

After saying that, he picked up some fruits lying next to him, wiped them on himself, and handed them to her.

She withdrew her hand, pushed him and said, "You can eat."

He smiled faintly: "What should I eat? I want to eat, and I want to eat...you!"

Suddenly he lowered his head and bit her lips hard.

She snorted and punched his chest a few times with her little fist, and then he let her go.

At this time, Murong Fu's low and slightly hoarse voice suddenly came from the Murong family's words she had been carrying with her: "Kang, where are you now? Your family is looking for you everywhere. If you can hear me,
Chapter completed!