Prince and I in Desert Island

As we have experienced more, we gradually become afraid to believe others or promise others easily, and the relationship between people becomes subtle and fragile beyond description.

"Well, Linda is over there. If we have something to find her, just protect her." I thought about it and said to the masked man.

"It's a good idea, but I'm still not at ease," the masked man said.

"What else do you worry about?" I asked him helplessly.

"If you suddenly hit Linda, I can't beat you... You still have so many people..." the masked man said his scruples.

"It can't do either, it can't do either. What should we do?" I'm desperate now. He has no sense of security and is not willing to try to believe others.

"I don't know, or you'll kill me. If you kill me, it's not dereliction of duty for me to be a dead man, and I won't disgrace the Miller Legion. "The masked man thought for a long time and firmly said to us.

"Why is it all like this? Are all the experts simple minded and well-developed? " I said to myself.

"What did you say?" The masked man looked at me strangely and asked.

"No, I think you masters are very powerful, but their brains are simple and terrible," I said to him without hesitation.

"Oh, is there anyone else as afraid of choice as I am?" The masked man looked at me expectantly and asked.

"For example, the red haired ghost king, and my brother tyrant ferret... And you," I looked at him and said.

"Have you ever seen the red haired ghost king? when? How do you know this? Where? How's the chief? Did he mention me?... " When the masked man heard the red hair ghost King's eyes shining, countless problems appeared.

"Stop... How do you want me to answer so many questions?" I interrupted the masked man.

"I actually believe what you said, I'm really stupid, Yan huanghong, Mao Guiwang, what a big man he is, how to meet you, but you know his name makes me very surprised." the masked man patted his head hard and said to me.

"I..." for a moment, I was speechless. I didn't expect that the red hair ghost king was a narcissist. He had such a high position in his hands. I think the red hair ghost king is powerful, and other things are not so great. How can he be like a God in this masked man's heart? Even his name is sacred and inviolable.

"We did meet the red hair ghost king, and he was particularly concerned about me," Wang Yao said with pride.

"Just you? Little sister, don't make trouble... Where cool where to stay, "the masked man looked at Wang Yao and said.

"I just met the red haired ghost king. What's the matter? He also recognized me as a niece... "Wang Yao pouted her little mouth and said angrily.

"Don't make any noise, will you?" You're my niece... Do you think I'm funny? " The masked man is exaggerating.

"This is the token that uncle Yanhuang gave me," Wang Yao said angrily, but took out the black token that the red hair ghost king gave her.

"Mo Cha Ling?" It's really Mo Cha Ling... Ah... How can it be? How did Yan Huang give you the Mo Cha Ling, a little girl who has no strength at all? The masked man seems to be in a frenzy of hand dancing.

We all looked at him foolishly. I was surprised. Did a token drive him crazy? At least he is also a master, although the brain is not easy to use, but not as much as this stimulation can not stand it.

The masked man suddenly knelt down in front of Wang Yao with a plop. Wang Yao was scared by the sudden kneeling, and she fled to my arms and shivered.

"I've seen the leader. I've just offended him. Please punish him." the masked man said sincerely.