Bishang rarely comes into contact with men.

When she became an adult, the man she contacted the most was Pu Zihuang and then Fei Miao.

However, in her heart, Fei Miao is not a man.

It can only be regarded as an object, a slave who can die for her at any time.

Compared with Pu Zihuang, the man in front of him is not handsome or gentle enough, but he is kind and gentle, as gentle as jade, and speaks gentle and elegantly.

It is a type that Bishang has never been exposed to.

"My name is Bishang." Bishang replied, "I don't know what you call me? Is your magic power a god?"

"No, I am just a Taoist monk in the mortal world." The man said, "My name is Yan Tang."

"This name is very delicate, not like a man's name," said Bishang.

"Because my father's surname is Yan and my mother's surname is Tang." Yan Tang replied.

"So that's how it is."

Bishang smiled and didn't know what to say, so she lowered her head and ate rabbit meat silently.

She likes to eat tender meat on her legs when she is extremely hungry, but when she is not careful, she doesn't care about this little tricky problem. She chewed a roasted rabbit in a moment.

For her, this little thing was just enough to get between her teeth.

Although there was a fire in Shanghai, she was embarrassed to ask for it again.

Yan Tang took the initiative to take the one over to her and said, "Eat it, it's all for you."

"What about you?"

"I'm fasting and don't need to eat." Yan Tang said.

Bi Shang has also heard of this kind of fasting practice by monks.

Since he didn't eat it, Bishang was not polite and took it over and ate it with a big mouthful.

After eating, she recovered some strength and her wounds no longer hurt.

Yan Tang asked her: "Why did you fight with the tiger clan?"

"These shameless people." Bishang felt so angry when she thought of the tiger clan, "I must deal with them and destroy their nests!"

Yan Tang disagreed and said, "There are at least hundreds of tiger demons in the tiger tribe. If you are alone, don't take risks."

All five tiger demons almost beat her to death, let alone hundreds of them.

Bishang is just talking about it, it is impossible to go there.

She sighed: "I wonder when the dragon clan was in its heyday, how could I care about just a few tiger demons..."

Thinking of the sad part, I couldn't help but shed a few tears.

Yan Tang was with her.

At night, she fell asleep under Yan Tang's clothes. Yan Tang kept sitting next to the fire, reading books and practicing in the bright fire.

Bishang woke up in the middle of the night and saw the bright fire and the figure beside the fire, and a sense of security surged in her heart.

She looked at Yan Tang's back silently, remembering the happy and stable life she had in the Beihai before, and then thinking about now that she was bullied by a few tiger demons, she couldn't help but feel sad, and tears slipped out of it.

Yan Tang felt something, and turned around and saw her sobbing in a low voice, got up and walked to her side and sat down, handed over a towel, with a mellow voice: "There is nothing hard and hard now, it will pass, everything will be fine."

Bishang raised her tears and looked at him: "Will it really be okay?"

"Yes, I promise." Yan Tang said softly.

Under the man's pity, Bishang's sadness, fear of confusion and grievance all burst out, and she couldn't help but lean on Yan Tang's shoulder, wetting her clothes with tears.

Yan Tang patted her back lightly and comforted her.
Chapter completed!