Chapter 42 Feelings!

After the trial of Imusi, Ye Wuyou followed the civilian shipping fleet back to the free port and set foot on this fairyland-like super airport again. He couldn't help sighing in his heart. Compared with a comfortable and luxurious life, he preferred the days of dancing with swords.

"Maybe this is the so-called cheap bone."

Shaking his head mockingly, Ye Wuyou walked to the headquarters of the Bounty Hunter Association.

When he entered the hall, he found that everyone in it was staring at him, and the atmosphere in the whole hall was very strange, with an indescribable depression.

Looking at everyone's puzzled and incredible look, Ye Wuyou couldn't think of any reason even if he wanted to break his head, because he and the masters in the hall had no intersection at all, even a little.

In order to relieve his doubts and hand over the task at the same time, he could only turn a blind eye to these aggressive eyes and walk to the business window calmly.

However, before Ye Wuyou could open his mouth, a fiery red figure, mixed with a strange fragrance, appeared in front of him like a whirlwind.

The fire rose in a tight low-cut dress stands on tiptoel, with her hands on her waist and leaning forward. Despite how many male creatures' cells the outgoing murder weapon is, she frowned and stared at the young little man in front of her.

Smell the special fragrance of the charming heart and god, looking at the round double peaks close at hand, even if Ye Wuyou, who is determined, can't resist the instinctive stupidity. Unconsciously, an evil fire is spreading in his body.

Perhaps because of instinct, those dark eyes flashed over the bright eyes full of doubts from time to time, and seemed to have a strange attachment to the scenic place.

"Does it look good?"

A charming voice suddenly sounded in his ear, and Ye Wuyou instinctively nodded, but he quickly came to his senses and kept shaking his head while opening the distance.

However, it's too late.

"Ky, how dare you eat my mother's tofu! If you come from the truth, it doesn't matter if you are cheap once, but if you dare to say no, I want you to know what it means to die!"

I have to say that this girl, Fire Rose, is not only hot, outstanding in appearance, bold in words and deeds, coupled with the unique charming charm of that mature woman, is indeed killing all ages.

However, at this time and here, none of the dozens of male creatures present dared to take a look at this extremely beautiful picture. Instead, they changed the previous pig brother's appearance. Instead, they are like a Taoist monk. Don't look at it if you are rude.

After seeing the difficulties of the fiery rose and waking up to his own Meng Lang, Ye Wuyou, who knew that he was wrong, could only smile bitterly and said, "Sister, I don't know exactly what you mean from the truth, and I didn't mean it, just..."

Huh? Just what?"

Looking at Ye Wuyou's desire to speak and stop, the fire rose did not retreat. She not only gathered her evil body forward, but also pretended to be charming, but stared at the other party curiously.

In the face of such a fire rose, Ye Wuyou felt a headache. If he could, he would rather face the fierce and unreasonable female Tyrannosaurus Rex.

Just when I didn't know what to do, a gentle but unquestionable majestic voice suddenly sounded: "Little Rose, don't embarras Brother Ye. Even if you are a Taoist monk, I'm afraid you can't stand it."

"Hmm! The bald uncle, it's just you!"

Although he said so, Fire Rose returned to work honestly.

Ye Wuyou also keenly caught that not only the fire rose, but also the strong man in the whole hall seemed to be in awe of the bald man. After discovering this, his evaluation of this unfathomable strong man was higher.

"That's good, come with me!"

The bald man took a slight look at Ye Wuyou and showed a little appreciation, but it was only a little. Then he went straight to the stairs without waiting for the other party to answer.

Ye Wuyou, who was a little confused, thought for a moment and followed.

In his opinion, if the other party really wants to be unfavorable to him, there are too many methods and too simple. And in any way, there seems to be no need for the master bounty hunter association to embarrass themselves as a rookie.

Then the only explanation is...

After passing through the winding vertical stairs, the first thing you can see is a long corridor about 20 meters long and three meters wide. The high-grade soft red carpet paves the road, the bright crystal lighting is decorated with smallpox, and the overall warm and noble base makes the whole corridor give people a noble and elegant atmosphere.

However, following the footsteps of the bald man, Ye Wuyou's eyes were unconsciously attracted by the pure handmade murals hanging on both sides.

Ye Wuyou, who didn't have many artistic cells, didn't care about these murals at first. In his opinion, these oil paintings using luxury photo frames are just a display or hobby of the powerful, and even the infatuation of self-vagation.

However, as oil paintings continue to pass through the afterglow of the corners of their eyes, Ye Wuyou, who previously scorned these so-called works of art, felt another completely different vague information.

When he began to look at the oil paintings with his eyes, he found that these oil paintings were all depicting the deeds of the same person, the bits and pieces of life, the heroic posture of praising the battle, and the lingering love.

He suddenly had a strange touch, which was an unspeakable touch or a very mysterious feeling. He didn't know how to describe the mood at this moment, but felt that these murals seemed to tell him some extremely important information.

Looking at it, he suddenly felt that these oil paintings had come to life, and then formed a simple, magnificent and moving personal biography!

Life, love, battle, nation, friendship, hatred... Love, hate, love and hatred are intertwined. Although they are unclear and cut, they are indispensable.

The bald man who had been walking in front of him suddenly stopped and turned around doubtfully. However, when he saw the ordinary face with a slight struggle and a little confusion, he couldn't help shaking his body, and a pair of tiger eyes revealed an incredibly complex look.

If any powerful person sees the expression of a bald man at this time, I'm afraid he will feel incredible, because in the impression of high ownership, the giant standing at the top of the world has never lost his temper so much even in the face of the endless army of moon wolves.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that the rumor I always thought was a joke was true..."

After a while, the bald man shook his head a little lonely, but soon regained his previous dignity and self-confidence. Instead, he stood quietly in place, waiting for something with some expectation.

"Dad, mom, what is the moon wolf clan, big dog?"

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"Xiaoxuan is so stupid and a crybaby. Be careful not to get married when she grows up."

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"Dad, Mom, Sister...woo..."

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"Don't be afraid, Xiaoyu, Brother Ye will protect you."

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"My name is Ye Wuyou, how about you?"

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"Michelle, Anthelo, run!"

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"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill all the moon wolves!"

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Forgotten memories, whether they are inadvertently forgotten or trying to forget; dusty memories, whether sweet and bitter, or unbearable.

At this moment, everything is played back slowly like a slide, and everything is so real, so touching and tearful.

hurried for years;

It's hard to be true.

Looking at the flowers in the fog;

Bamboo basket is empty.

Thousands of times full of tears;

Why don't you laugh at life with alcohol?

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"Wow!"

Ye Wuyou exhaled a turbid breath, but suddenly found that he was still in the corridor, and his face was wet with tears.

"I didn't expect to go ast-eyed. You're very good, really!"

The voice of the bald man suddenly sounded. Ye Wuyou followed the sound, but found that the former was looking at himself with appreciation. The expression was like an elder looking at the outstanding descendants, full of expectations.

However, when he was about to confirm whether he had an illusion, the other party had already turned around and left, leaving only a lonely back that was a little inconsistent with his age.