Bravely enter the heavens and become a god

For several days, Luo Ying wandered in the courtyard, holding the protective bottle tightly, and every step seemed to carry her thoughts and expectations.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps broke the silence. She turned her head, with a flash of surprise in her eyes:

"Brother Yuchen, are you back?"

Feng Yequn's voice was low and a little disappointed: "It's me! I made you... disappointed."

Luo Ying shook his head slightly, with a bitter smile on his face:

"It's okay. I'm used to it. The slightest movement of the grass or trees will make me mistake it for him."

Luo Ying's eyes were filled with sadness, which touched Feng Yequn's heart. He mustered up the courage to say to her:

"I'll take you to the mortal world's bazaar to relax!"

Luo Ying's eyes fell on the courtyard and he sighed:

"That's fine. Staying here, everything I see will remind me of him."

In the bustling market, Luo Ying and Feng Yequn walked one after the other.

Luo Ying's beauty attracted the attention of a group of hooligans. They surrounded her and spoke frivolously:

"Girl, aren't you lonely? Let us keep you company!"

The gangster reached out to touch Luo Ying's cheek, but Feng Yequn grabbed his wrist and slapped him in the face. The gangster covered his red face and roared fiercely:

"You dare to hit me!"

Feng Yequn glanced at him with contempt, his eyes full of gloomy and coldness. He turned his wrist and said with disdain:

"I'll hit you if you want. Do I need to pick an auspicious day?"

There was unquestionable arrogance in his voice.

The gangsters were enraged and clamored to teach Feng Yequn a lesson.

"You are tired of living! Go ahead, brothers! Teach him a lesson and capture that girl and take her away!"

Feng Yequn pulled Luo Ying behind him to protect her:

"This girl is not someone you bastards can stare at, and you still want to take advantage of her! You are so bold! I think you are tired of living!"

Luo Ying nervously hid behind Feng Yequn, while Feng Yequn protected her and faced the battle fearlessly. He held Luo Ying with one hand and attacked with the other, knocking the gangsters to the ground in just a few moves.

"Get out of here!"

Feng Yequn shouted fiercely. Seeing this, the gangsters were so scared that they quickly fled the scene.

Luo Ying looked at Feng Yequn gratefully and said:

"Brother Yequn, thank you. I feel safe with you around!"

Feng Yequn squeezed out a word indifferently:

"Ok!"

But there was already a flickering tenderness in his eyes. Luo Ying stuck out his tongue mischievously:

"He's a big block of ice, very frugal with words, and looks like he doesn't want anyone to get close to him!"

Her words made Feng Yequn frown slightly.

Suddenly, Luo Ying pointed to a place excitedly:

“There’s someone selling sugar paintings over there!”

She ran over impatiently, and before Feng Yequn could react, she saw Luo Ying disappear in the crowd. Then there was a scream:

"Ah! Brother Yequn..."

Luo Ying was covered by two strong men from behind and dragged to the carriage. Feng Yequn rushed forward and kicked the two men away. Luo Ying lost her balance and almost fell off the carriage. Feng Yequn stepped on the ground and flew into the air, catching her steadily in a princess hug.

Their eyes met in the air. Luo Ying looked into Feng Yequn's deep blue eyes and remembered that when she fell off the swing, Hua Yuchen caught her in the same way. She was a little distracted for a moment, and Feng Yequn slowly put her on the ground.

"Hmm!" Feng Yequn's eyes flashed with panic. He quickly let go of Luo Ying, cleared his throat and said to the two big men:

"Which hand of yours just now touched this girl?"

The two Zhuang and Chinese words are incoherent:

"This one, oh! No, it's this one!"

Feng Yequn's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He drew the sword from his waist, and the blade shone with cold light:

"Cut it off and feed it to the dogs, then you can get out of here!"

The two big men were so scared that they knelt down and begged for mercy:

"Master, spare my life! Master, spare my life!"

Luo Ying gently pulled Feng Yequn's sleeve and said softly:

"Brother Yequn, please don't be so bloody."

Feng Yequn came back to his senses and looked at Luo Ying, his eyes suddenly became gentle:

"That's right. With you here, the scene can't be too bloody. I'll pay you this debt first. There will be a next time. You'll pay with your life. Why don't you get out of here now!"

The two big men hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you for not killing us! We will get out of here!"

After saying that, the two of them ran away tumbling.

Although Feng Yequn's face was still tense, his words revealed his tenderness towards Luo Ying:

"Now you know your lesson! Follow me closely and don't leave me alone!"

"Mmmmmmm!"

Luo Ying was like a well-behaved little girl, holding Feng Yequn's sleeves, but her eyes couldn't help but glance to both sides. Feng Yequn looked at her cute and adorable appearance and couldn't help asking:

"Little greedy cat, you want to buy some delicious food again, right?"

Luo Ying was petrified instantly. Feng Yequn in front of her turned into Hua Yuchen! She said blankly:

"Brother Yuchen..."

Feng Yequn saw her absent-minded eyes and felt an inexplicable pain in his heart. He couldn't help but want to touch her face. At this moment, he wished he was Hua Yuchen. He forced himself to think back and couldn't help cursing himself:

"How could I have such feelings for her! Damn it..."

Luo Ying came back to his senses and said awkwardly:

"Brother Yuchen usually calls me that... I mistook you for him again..."

Feng Yequn tried hard to suppress the disappointment on his face and smiled casually:

"Yes, I know!"

Luo Ying looked at his smile and couldn't help but joked:

"You have such an icy face, but you can actually smile! I thought you couldn't smile..."

She leaned close to him and whispered:

"But... you still look very pretty when you smile..."

Feng Yequn felt his heart was messed up by her words, and a deep tenderness unconsciously emerged in his eyes;

Luo Ying sensitively caught the strangeness in his eyes. She cleverly changed the subject and said in a slightly naughty tone:

"Oh, I'm so hungry!"

Feng Yequn seemed to wake up from a fantasy and responded quickly:

"You want to go buy some food?"

Luo Ying blinked her big, lively eyes, imitated the form of a kitten, and nodded pitifully. Her cute and lovely appearance made Feng Yequn's heart ripple again. He couldn't help but smile dotingly and said gently:

"Let's go, what do you want to eat? I'll take you there!"

Luo Ying thought for a moment and said:

"Let's go eat hot pot! Brother Yuchen took me there once before and it was delicious!"

Feng Yequn nodded.

Luo Ying followed Feng Yequn to the hot pot stall. Feng Yequn thoughtfully moved a stool for her to sit down, sat next to her, protected her with his hands behind her, and reminded her thoughtfully:

"This bench has no backrest, be careful not to fall!"

Luo Ying was moved, and tears began to well up in her eyes again. Feng Yequn asked in confusion:

"what happened?"

Luo Ying couldn't help sobbing and said:

"Brother Yuchen used to protect me in the same way, fearing that I would fall when sitting on the bench..."

Her words evoked the endless bitterness and pain hidden deep in Feng Yequn's heart. His eyes were like stars swallowed by the night, losing their former brilliance. He bit his lower lip tightly, trying not to let the surging emotions overflow. In the end, he could only squeeze out a response full of heaviness and helplessness in an almost inaudible voice:

"Um……"

The stall owner brought two bowls of hot pot soup. Luo Ying couldn't wait to grab the spoon, but she immediately pulled her hand back because she was burned. Feng Yequn immediately put her hand to his mouth and blew it gently, and asked nervously:

"Are you okay? Are you burned?"

Luo Ying stared at Feng Yequn blankly. When their eyes met, a trace of affection overflowed from Feng Yequn's eyes. Luo Ying quickly pulled back his hand. Feng Yequn's hand stopped in mid-air. He put it down awkwardly and said nervously:

"Hmm... that's... hot."

Luo Ying avoided his gaze, lowered her head and said:

"Um……"

Feng Yequn awkwardly clenched his fist, coughed lightly beside his mouth and said:

"Um... the soup is very hot... let me blow on it for you."

After saying that, he took a clean bowl and placed it in front of her, scooped up a spoonful of soup, blew it cool, and placed it in her bowl attentively. Then he blew and cooled spoonfuls of soup one by one and placed them in her bowl.

Luo Ying recalled that Hua Yuchen had scooped up a spoonful, blew it around her mouth to cool it down, and fed it to her. Luo Ying said awkwardly:

"That's not good! There are so many people watching us!"

Hua Yuchen said indifferently:

"What are you afraid of? There is no one else in sight. You are everywhere."

Seeing that Luo Ying refused to open her mouth, he scooped a spoonful into his own mouth and forced it into her mouth, taking the opportunity to explore between her lips and teeth. His kiss became more and more passionate, and his kiss wandered around her earlobe, blowing her ear with warm breath, and said ambiguously:

“This way of eating is even more delicious!”

This scene flashed in Luo Ying's mind. In an instant, her face was dyed red by the sunset, as gorgeous as a blooming peach blossom. Feng Yequn stared at Luo Ying's shy and rosy face, and the emotions in his heart were like a wild horse running out of control, and he could hardly control himself.