Xuanyuan plunged into the creek not far from the tree house.

Lone Star was guarding Xuanyuan's belongings on the bank of the stream, a change of linen clothes, a healing medicine bottle that exuded a cool breath, and a rusty, black dagger.

Xuanyuan was in the stream, taking off the dirt-stained clothes on his body, and after floating down the water, he started swimming in the water like a fish.

A moment later, after Xuanyuan finally washed his body clean, he landed naked on the shore, grabbed the bottle of healing medicine that Yin Zhenluo gave him, opened the bottle cap, and a cool breath rushed straight to Xuanyuan's forehead, making Xuanyuan feel extremely comfortable, as if smelling this breath could make his injuries much better.

Xuanyuan sprinkled a little healing medicine on the hideous wound on his chest, and saw that the scab that was still oozing with some blood gradually began to fall off.

"Oh my god, what kind of medicine is this? It's so powerful!"

Xuanyuan understands that when you are alone in this world, you must not waste the best healing medicine like this. Every little bit is sometimes the key to saving your life!

Therefore, Xuanyuan was very economical and sprinkled a little bit on a few relatively large wounds that were beginning to solidify. He quickly put on a change of cloth and hid the bottle of healing medicine in the hidden pocket of the cloth as if he had found a treasure. After doing all this, Xuanyuan ran towards the tree house, screaming in his heart.

After all, Xuanyuan was just a junior high school student in his last life. Although he had been a beggar since he was a child, he had seen all the warmth and coldness of people, and the harshness of the world. At the first sight of a person, he would have a clear feeling about whether he was born good or bad. What is a beggar?Beggars had to beg from people every day. Occasionally, Xuanyuan would talk to a shabby fortune teller, so he also learned some fortune-telling skills and moral integrity, and he was basically unwary of Yin Zhenluo.

Because on the one hand, Xuanyuan believed in his feelings, and on the other hand, in Xuanyuan's view, a woman like Yin Zhenluo wanted to kill him, and one finger was enough, but the other party actually agreed to teach him how to practice. This was a great kindness, and he did not dare to doubt anything.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines into the tree house through the tree window.

In the deep pit in the center of the tree house, on a barbecue grill, there is a roasted suckling pig, which is obviously the masterpiece of Xuanyuan. He has obtained the memory of this body's previous life. He is naturally familiar with doing these things. Various natural seasonings are sprinkled, and the aroma of meat that makes people drool is floating in the tree house.

Lone Star on the side was already drooling. Yin Zhenluo was sitting cross-legged on the ground, looking at Xuanyuan's concentrated expression with interest, and said slowly:

"I can't tell, but your craftsmanship is quite good."

Yin Zhenluo was furious. Who was she? Naturally, she didn't need to do these things. She snorted coldly, and Yin Zhenluo stopped talking.

Xuanyuan smiled and didn't care. After doing all this, Xuanyuan picked up the rusty dagger in his hand and sliced the meat like mud. He sliced the tenderest and most delicious parts on a wooden plate, brought it to Yin Zhenluo, and said with a smile:

Yin Zhenluo looked at Xuanyuan's playful smile. Although Xuanyuan's appearance was not that handsome, his smile gave people a particularly clean and attractive look.

"That's pretty much it." Although Yin Zhenluo has cultivated to a certain level, he has not yet reached the level where he can neither eat nor drink. Now that he has delicious food in front of him, he will naturally not resist.

When he was with the filial Yin Zhenluo, Xuanyuan's eyes still drifted involuntarily to Yin Zhenluo's collarbone, and his heart was beating loudly. Xuanyuan took a deep breath, quickly collected his mind, and immediately changed his gaze, strengthening his inner belief.

"Xuanyuan, Xuanyuan, from now on you have to find a wife like Master Yin Zhenluo, so you must practice hard, otherwise you will be embarrassed if you can't even beat a woman."

Yin Zhenluo, who took the wooden plate from Xuanyuan's hand and focused on the food on the wooden plate in Xuanyuan's hand, was completely unaware of Xuanyuan's eyes. Naturally, she didn't know what Xuanyuan was thinking about.

Yin Zhenluo took out a silver knife from his body, cut out a thin slice of meat, put it in his mouth, chewed it carefully, and felt it was extremely delicious.

But when she looked at Xuanyuan, she found that Xuanyuan and Lone Star were eating dried meat separately. Yin Zhenluo was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion:

"Why do you eat those dried meats? Isn't it good to eat freshly baked meat?"

"Today is my apprenticeship for you. Of course, I have to treat the beautiful master to a good meal. Originally, this little wild boar was enough for Lone Star and I for two days. If we save some food, we can eat it for longer, because powerful monsters often appear in the Warcraft Forest, and not every day we can successfully hunt prey. It is the same for Lone Star and I eating these dried meats."

After saying that, Xuanyuan broke off the hard dried meat in his hand, divided it in half with Lone Star, and started to nibble. Seeing this scene, Yin Zhenluo suddenly felt a little bitter. His family environment was superior, and Xuanyuan was naturally inferior to him.

When Xuanyuan heard Yin Zhenluo's words, he paused in the movement of eating dried meat, and a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes. No matter in the past life or in this life, he was an orphan without a father and a mother. After a pause, Xuanyuan said:

"I am an orphan. I have no parents. I only have Lone Star and Lone Moon. However, Lone Moon was killed not long ago by Yue Jue, the son of the city lord of Yuehuang City."

Yin Zhenluo looked at the loneliness in Xuanyuan's eyes, and felt sad for no reason. She sighed slightly and said nothing more.

Xuanyuan gnawed on the dried meat while watching Yin Zhenluo's movements of eating the meat. Every move and every chew was done slowly, giving the impression of elegance and impeccability.

I don’t know how long it took, but the sky had darkened. A piece of moonlight shone through the tree window in the center of the tree house. Yin Zhenluo crossed her legs and closed her eyes. Under the light of the moonlight, she looked like a fairy from Guanghan, independent from the world and incomparable. Xuanyuan looked a little crazy.

For a moment, Xuanyuan seemed to enjoy this quiet feeling. It would be great if this moment could last forever, just watching quietly...

Yin Zhenluo opened her beautiful eyes, looked at Xuanyuan who was looking at her dreamily, pointed at the roasted suckling pig in front of her, and said:

"You can make it into dried meat. Whatever you eat, I will eat with you. There is no need to prepare it specially. Starting from tomorrow, practice begins."

Yin Zhenluo rolled her eyes at Xuanyuan angrily and funny, stood up, walked to the tree bed step by step, lay down and said:

"Rest, I'll sleep on the bed, you sleep on the floor."

Xuanyuan wiped his saliva, nodded hurriedly and said:

"That's right. It's already good that you didn't let me sleep outside!"

"Also, since you have worshiped me as your teacher, I will make a rule first." Yin Zhenluo was lying on the wooden bed, leaning sideways, with a pair of big bright eyes, as gentle as water under the moonlight, which made Xuanyuan intoxicated again.

"Starting tonight, you can attack me at any time and under any circumstances. If the attack is successful, you can do whatever you want."

When Xuanyuan heard this, his eyes flashed, his tiger body trembled, his saliva flowed, and he pounced directly towards Yin Zhenluo like a hungry wolf.

Yin Zhenluo sighed silently, flicked her jade fingers, and a ray of strong wind hit Xuanyuan's forehead directly, sending Xuanyuan flying away and rolling three or four times on the ground, making him extremely embarrassed.

Lone Star did not roar at Yin Zhenluo like before, making threatening sounds, and there seemed to be a hint of schadenfreude in his wolf eyes.

Xuanyuan was unwilling to give in. That night, Xuanyuan attacked Yin Zhenluo seventeen times. Each time, he didn't even touch Yin Zhenluo's hair, and the end was terrible.