Of course Wen Ling knew Rong Zixian's full name.

Listening to him say that now, it can be regarded as half-heartedly believing in himself.

After obediently nodding, Wen Ling thought for a while, then tilted her little head, her voice was soft, like a sweet fruit gently placed on the tip of her tongue, and it was sweet even after a light sniff: "Is it a nickname?"

Rong Zixian: ...

233: ...!

So, if you don't break your skin, you won't give up?

Rong Zixian never expected that Wen Ling's mind would be so wide open, thinking that this was his nickname.

So, I thought this girl was very scheming before, but why did I hate her so much?

Such a brainless little girl, how could she have any scheming?

But the more it was like this, the more Rong Zixian believed that maybe some people had changed since noon yesterday.

He used to trust his intuition. Although the result of testing the soul showed that everything was normal, Rong Zixian still felt that his intuition was accurate.

Noon yesterday was a very important point. The little girl who made me feel pleasing to the eye started delivering food at noon yesterday.

From the looks of it, it would be nice to have another soul.

At least, he likes it, and it is very pleasing to the eye. He has no heart, and his mind is as clean as his eyes.

And this was what he was looking forward to the most, but unfortunately he did not become such a person.

But now, he wants to try to protect such a person.

Such a simple, clean and pure minded person.

Thinking of this, Rong Zixian tightly squeezed the little girl's restless fingers, his voice still hoarse: "Hey, don't make trouble, I'm still on duty at the plantation tonight."

This is what it means to be proactive.

Regarding the nickname, Rong Zixian subconsciously blocked it.

But after thinking about it again, he still needs to infiltrate the little girl that he is a demon cultivator.

The name is the first step, and it is also an extremely important step.

Wen Ling had to understand that he was willing to let him know his true identity slowly because he believed it.

Exposed, but there is a great danger, even if he has a high level of cultivation, but he can't stand up to the pack of wolves.

Therefore, it is still important to be cautious.

Rong Zixian was not afraid of death in the past, and even thought it would be interesting for everyone to die together.

But now...

When a person has concerns and weaknesses, he slowly begins to be nostalgic for this world.

In the past, the lifeless flowers and trees, in Rong Zixian's eyes, even had a little more vitality and fun.

So, he doesn't want to die now.

Even if you die, you still have to take the little girl with you.

She said that she will always be by his side in this life, will always be with him, and will never betray.

Then when he died, she would naturally follow him, so that it was not betrayal.

"This is the real name." Thinking of this, Rong Zixian spoke in a low voice with a hoarse voice, but before speaking, he had already bent down, and gently pressed Wen Ling's ear.

He was much taller than Wen Ling, so he had to bend down if he wanted to be close to the little girl's ear.

At this time, the actions of the two people were ambiguous and full of affection.

People passing by saw it and were fed a mouthful of dog food unconsciously.

He Guan originally planned to go to the plantation to find out about Song Fenglin's news after dinner. He wanted to see if any of Danfeng's outer sect disciples could go to practice this time.

This is with the inner disciples, even the inner disciples look down on them, but for them, it is also an opportunity.

As a result, Wen Ling and Rong Zixian fed him a mouthful of dog food on the way.

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