What should I do if the protagonist of every world I travel to is sick?

"Xiaoxing, were you able to see me before because you can see things that don't exist in this world?"

Since waking up, Nan Xing has been hiding in a corner and no longer wants to talk to Lu Jinan.

What's wrong with this kid? Lu Jinan scratched his head in confusion. He subconsciously took out the candy in his pocket and found it was empty. The vicissitudes of life man let out another breath.

Harmful……

It's no use trying to trick the child with candy, and the child will get sleepy if he's preached to. Lu Jinan said...then he can sit in the corner too.

Sure enough, he closed his eyes while sitting there. Using his soul power to maintain his inner world in the hearts of others was not only very consuming, but his soul power was only going out and not coming in, so he was almost exhausted.

Nanxing was originally dozing off, but suddenly he returned to his original dark world. He didn't know what happened, so he stretched out his hand.

His breathing was a little rapid, and he whispered cautiously, "Are you... still there?"

It was pitch black across the room, and he couldn't see a thing. He curled himself up into a ball, sobbing softly, "I didn't mean to ignore you. I was just... just... afraid that you were a bad person like my sister said..."

Nanxing heard a long sigh from the opposite side, then he looked up and saw that the neon lights lit up with the man's footsteps, and the man walked towards him in the halo.

He was standing with the light behind him, his face pale and with a hint of fatigue between his brows. He walked to his corner, squatted in front of him and apologized sincerely and gently.

"Sorry, I didn't know you were afraid of the dark. I was a little tired and couldn't hold on."

Nanxing stared at him intently. Perhaps the god the high priest was talking about was just like this.

His black hair draped softly over his white robe, and his expression was so pious and holy under the halo.

He had never been treated like this by anyone except his sister.

He couldn't help but open his arms and hugged the weak person in front of him, "Then let me do it."

The haze in front of my eyes was swept away, like the first morning of the day. The moment the curtains were opened, all the darkness disappeared as if it had nowhere to escape.

Lu Jinan subconsciously covered Nan Xing's eyes with his hands because he couldn't open his eyes because of the sudden bright light.

"Will it be a little bright? Will it make your eyes uncomfortable?"

Nanxing felt the warmth and dryness of the palm of the man near her eyes, her lips curled up, and the movements of her hands became tighter.

"I'm glad I saw you."

Lu Jinan felt a little guilty as he felt the child's dependence on him. "Then your eyes see everything, don't they? Won't you see things you don't want to see?"

The boy buried his head in his neck. His breath was light and there was a soothing tranquility.

"I just need to look at you."

Lu Jinan felt even more embarrassed. He scratched the back of his head and said, "Actually, Xiaoxing... I want to ask you for a favor."

"As a reward, I can teach you all the skills I know." He pointed three fingers and swore!

"You want to be my master...?"

Stared at by Nan Xing's unconcealed eyes, Lu Jinan really admired how strong his willpower was that prevented him from being sucked in.

It has been confirmed that heterochromia can not only see souls, but also absorb souls.

"The skills I have learned so far are more than enough to teach you how to protect yourself."

Nan Xing was stunned. She let go of his waist and watched him conjure up two long swords. His flowing hair was casually tied up with a hairband. His clothes danced with the swords. A ghostly figure circled around him. The mnemonics he had simplified along with his movements and techniques echoed in his ears over and over again.

Nanxing memorized the movements over and over again and practiced the basic skills for a few days. After all, he did have some basic knowledge. Although he would always get confused and make mistakes, or forget things during the process, a strict teacher will always produce good students.

Lu Jinan has always believed that there are no students who cannot learn, only lazy students.

Through the day and night sparring training these past few days, Nanxing has developed a deep fear of Lu Jinan.

Even in his dream, when he felt Lu Jinan's breath, his hands automatically took defensive stance.

"Master, no more practice! No more practice!"

Lu Jinan looked at the man with amusement. Is he that scary? Haha.

However, no matter how much he resisted, the child would still roll over to his side and cling to him while sleeping, and he also liked to hold onto the corner of his clothes while sleeping. He didn't know how this habit came about.

After Xiao Nanxing has mastered it, he can ask him to help summon the spirit without any guilt. After all, a few days ago, he went out with him to check on the situation, and someone even beat him to the table while he was eating! How could he tolerate this?

Anyway, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he took control of the body without saying a word and beat the man up in a few strokes, making him cry for his parents and piss himself.

So I trained him a little harder these days.

These days have turned into practical training days, and we specifically target hooligans in the alleys.

The moment Nan Xing saw that all the people lying on the ground were knocked down by him, he was stunned.

Lu Jinan was directly thrown into the arms. He wanted to scold this brat for being so strong that he almost broke him apart, but looking at the smile in his arms, he finally just rubbed his head.

"Is it fun? Are you happy? I've told you all, it's fun to get revenge on the spot. Whoever holds it back is a jerk!"

Nan Xing's eyes were no longer as lifeless as before. He looked up at the man and nodded frantically.

Forget it, he has now collected four pieces of broken souls.

If the child is happy, let him be.

A figure walked out from the alley next door, looking at Nanxing's back with narrowed eyes.

Why does he know...Ayan's martial arts.

At the same time, 07786, who had already caught a bag of Lu Jinan, passed by and saw the sneaky Song He and stopped.

After all... there's no guarantee that the Broken Soul Lu Jin'an won't stick to him.

After all... it had caught his broken souls from the candied haws vendor, the wine gourd owner, and even the stray cat.