Ling's son and Xiang Liushui Xiao Shangquan moved into the Fulai Hotel nearby.
Xiao Shangquan was depressed on the table in the room; "What should I do? My things are still left with Lord An Dongcheng." "What is it?" Xiang Liushui asked.
"My umbrella and brother's coat."
"You can't buy it again!" Xiang Liushui sat aside, she took out her phone, "You should tell me now what this phone is for."
Shang Xiao took the mobile phone, and it was already stuck because of lack of power and it turned off automatically, and it can't be turned on anymore. What's the use? Shangquan replied, "The mobile phone is used to contact others. If you are in Youguo and Chu Zhengyang is in Anguo, you can use this to contact him directly and ask him to come over for a cup of coffee!"
"Really? It's amazing!" Xiang Liushui was overjoyed, "Then I want to tell him what to do now?"
"Let him be equipped with a mobile phone on the ground!" Shangquan replied.
"Huh? Where should I go to match?" Xiang Liushui asked.
"China Beijing!" Shangquan replied helplessly.
Hearing this, Xiang Liushui couldn’t believe his ears: "Xiao Shangquan, you are doing me like this, overplaying me, give me this little ass stone to commemorate our friendship? Ha. I’ve known this for a long time, I won’t be here. Lord An Dongcheng's sword to save your place!"
"Liu Shui, you are too unrighteous to be a friend!" Shangquan said aggrievedly, "You tricked me into Andian at the beginning, but I still trust you, the only friend. How can you die? Yeah!"
"Hmph, don't bother." Xiang Yu, "I admit that friends don't help each other. So I never treat people who are of no use to me as friends. You are this kind of person now!"
"No!" Shangquan said, "Even if you listen to other people's hearts, be sad and happy with others, and encourage others not to do things that are sorry for your friends, such people can be friends."
"Your friend's request is too low, so your friends are too many. Then fake friends take the opportunity to use you to frame you, and in the end you don't have a friend! I guess your friendship for the past nineteen years has been like this!"
Shangquan became sad: "Well, I have no friends, only my brother!"
Shangquan’s crying made Xiang Liushui annoying, but he said, "Oh, don’t be sad. I hate two kinds of people in my life, one is beautiful women, and the other is friends with too many friends. People. Shangquan, I'm not very annoying yet, don't cry!"
Shangquan looked at the flowing water with teary eyes: "Do you really think I am not beautiful at all?"
Liu Shui turned his back and pouted, "I guess Chu Zhengyang won't be tempted by you."
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"Run away, the enemy has come in!" The whole village suddenly panicked in the middle of the night. They took money and belongings, led the children, and fled away from home. The enemy behind waved the sword in their hands. There was a miserable cry. A little boy curled up in the corner of the room. He couldn't run anymore. He only hid in the corner of the room and trembled. The low moan still attracted the attention of the enemy. He was getting closer and closer. The sword in his hand dripped with scarlet blood, reflected in the bright eyes of the child, and those tears were trembling because of fear.
The enemy with a tremble lifted the sword in his hand and pointed at the little boy: "All the people in this village must die! Understand?" Very old voice.
A little girl stood out from behind the enemy, her pupils widened, she looked at the boy her age, and nodded as if sensible and non-comprehensive: "Understood!"
The old man raised his head slightly, showing his thin and long eyes. He taught: "Remember the scene tonight, when you are killing, you can't have the murdered look in your eyes. Fengxin, go and kill this child."
The little girl took a sword longer than herself from the old man. But she felt that she was pointing to failure because the boy’s frightened eyes kept fluttering in her own eyes. She raised her trembling sword to the boy’s. Body, but she couldn't use her strength anyhow, or that she only had so much strength.
"Fengxin, what are you doing in a daze?" The old man scolded. "Master." The little girl's voice changed because of fear, "He, his eyes are so big, I dare not!"
The master became angry: "No matter how big your eyes are, you can't kill you. What's so scary! You have to understand that they killed your parents. How can you let go of killing your parents and making enemies?"
The girl finally gritted her teeth and exerted her greatest strength. Ah, the boy is bleeding! But, but only the sword cut through the boy's skin. Is this your greatest strength
"Things that are not promising." Master grabbed the sword, "Hua Fengxin, if you want to become a strong, you can only have this sword in your eyes. Learn to be like Master!" After that, the old man's sword pierced straight in front of him. Little boy.
"Ah—" A puff of blood spurted out of the swordman's mouth, and the screams shook the blood everywhere, splashing on the little girl's lace skirt, splashing in the wall hole where she played in her childhood!
"Mom—" The boy grabbed the corner of his mother's clothes who suddenly rushed over.
The girl was so frightened that she took a few steps back and hid behind her master.
"Mom!" The boy's tears came out of his eyes and hit his mother's face, "Mom, mother."
Mother opened her eyes, touched her son's head, and left her son with a kind smile: "Son, be strong and brave! You must be the strongest son in the world, and then eliminate those who violate you. You know?"
"Mom—" the boy was still crying.
Mother was a little bit distressed: "Don't cry anymore, stand up! Stand up, son of Ling! Hold on, Uncle will come in a while. Ah—" The enemy's sword was inserted into the mother's body again.
"Mom—" The boy's eyes finally began to have strange hatred. He raised his head, stood up, and stared at the enemy who was taller than himself.
"Fengxin," the old man called out the little girl, "I see it, that kind of look is what you lack."
Another stranger appeared. His sword divided the picture of Ling's son's perfect eyes and blocked the mother and son.
"Uncle!" The boy finally looked forward to his uncle.
Uncle's words: "Son, uncle just takes care of your food and drink. From now on, you call me Master, Master teaches you to grow! Remember?"
The boy nodded: "Yes, Master!"
"In this world, there is only one person who is willing to sacrifice for himself, and that is your mother." The master said, "You can trust no one except your mother, you know?"
"Very well, now you step back!" The master shook his head facing the enemy—Ling Zhizi. Don't think back to the past anymore. There was a contradiction with reality, and principles began to become unconvincing. This is a matter of torture to people's hearts. Memories that are too painful, let the dust drown, and the wind that blows the dust is not allowed to be anyone else except Master! Humph, damn guy, who do you think you are? ! He was a little angry thinking about the battle with the guard that day.
Ling Zhizi thought that he should go home after breakfast today. He sat downstairs, drinking tea slowly. I was really frustrated, I didn't inquire about anything this time.
"This steamed bun is not as delicious as Anji steamed buns." Xiang Liushui said while eating.
"In fact, it's okay. I like this chicken bun. It's better than fried burgers." Shangquan said.
"Sister, sister," a little boy tugged at Shangquan's clothes, "please give me a bun. Mom has no money and hasn't eaten it for two days. I'm very hungry!"
Shangquan lowered his head, what a cute little boy, a pair of brown grape-like eyes flashed under his short golden hair. It's a pity that Yuanyuan's face is hungry and yellow. Shangquan thought of his own life experience and felt great sympathy for the hungry little boy. He chose a big bun and handed it to the boy: "Take it to eat!"
"Thank you sister." The boy was overjoyed when he took the buns. "After eating, I will step on a flower and give it to my sister."
Looking at the child's pristine eyes, Shangquan nodded: "Wow."
The child is very happy. He was just about to open his mouth to bite the bun, and he didn't want to blink the Kung Fu bun and was snatched by a big hand. The child looked up: So tall and dark uncle! He is staring at himself with his own bun! The child stretched out a hand to his uncle: "Uncle, my bun?!"
The stranger picked up the knife in his hand and placed it on the child's hungry belly: "My child, your mother just fell asleep, and I really need you to match her. You still don't want to eat it. Uncle will send you to my mother's place."
"Asleep?" The child was puzzled. For everything in front of him, he had never known fear in his mind.
"Hmph!" The stranger grinned, revealing a row of golden teeth. "Yes, I found her after stealing the jewels and fell asleep in the shop in front. Are you the kid who just separated from her?!"
"I, I separated from my mother yesterday." The child said, "Uncle, that's the bun that my sister gave me."
"Little friend, you are young, but you know how to protect yourself. But just now, my uncle saw you with my mother with his own eyes." The stranger's knife moved from the child's belly to the chin, "So, uncle has to contribute to this world, right The thief must cut the weeds and roots!"
what? Shangquan was taken aback, terrified at the stranger in front of him. She grabbed the hand of Flowing Water: "Flowing Water? Flowing Water? Save the child?!"
Xiang Liushui still smiled: "You die of your heart, I have no appetite for being a handsome adult."
"But, but." The child seemed to realize something, but he was still reluctant to bear the tempting steamed bun. "But the steamed bun—"
"Fuck your mother's bun!" The stranger kicked the child away. The child hit the wall amidst the screams of the crowd, bounced on the table, and finally fell to the ground and groaned in pain.
"Ah—" Shangquan was completely shocked by the cruelty of strangers, so inhumane! She squeezed her hand towards Liu Shui, "Liu Shui, he is still a child, can you help him?"
Xiang Liushui rolled his eyes and said, "I said that if you don't do anything that is not good for you, who would let his mother steal things? Don't you know? Human rights pay attention to the world, and others are most forbidden to steal!"
The child opened his eyes, trying hard to get up. When he found that the bun was in front of him, he slowly stretched out one hand and crawled in the direction of the bun.
The stranger walked a few steps closer and stomped on the bun. He raised the knife and slashed at the child.
"Wait a minute!" Shangquan stood up. She felt her lips tremble, her face paled with fright, and her feet trembling violently. She approached the child step by step. When I got close, I saw the black little hand, as if I saw an abandoned baby swaying his little hand in the wind by the Shangquan River, and heard the loud cry. She lifted up the child and said to the stranger: "Everyone's life should be in his own control. It is his mother's fault to behave badly. His life is not under your control."
The stranger showed his golden teeth again, and his knife swept towards the person in front of him with a rapid wind: "For me, your performance is very poor."
"Dang—" Ling's son's sword blocked the arrogant knife: "The most annoying unfair thing, two to one, you are too bad."
"Huh, troublesome." The arrogant sword avoided the shining sword and drew towards Shangquan and the child.
She is not the mother of the child but a troublesome person. The son of Ling closes his eyes!
"Ah—" Shangquan's arm was cut with a long cut, and the dark red ** came out.
"Mom—" The child finally realized the seriousness of the problem. Shouted with all the strength of his body.
Ling Zhizi opened his eyes upset: "Damn it!" He jumped up to kill the Mad Saber from top to bottom. The mad knife lifted the knife to a block, Ling Zhizi took the opportunity to kick his body, the mad knife staggered backward, the son of Ling swung his sword, and the mad knife finally fell. Ling Zhizi retracted the sword, closed his eyes again and said nothing! Why? Why are you people? Like a group of demons awakened all the sad souls, only knowing that they would take out their bloody heart and cry, the tears of memories flying all over the sky, slamming into my heart wantonly! Why? Why!
"Damn it! Damn it! Dare to kill anyone who is useful to me. You don't know that the girl's chest is ruthless!" Xiang Liushui's sword kept assassinating the dead. After the killing, he was still not relieved and kicked back before he came to Shangquan's side. Yeah, Shangquan fainted. "Shangquan? Shangquan! Are you okay?"
Ling Zhizi said: "Those who are troublesome will die sooner or later!" After saying this, he wants to leave.
"Hey, you can't go!" Xiang Liushui shouted at the person's back, "Although I haven't heard of you, I have heard of Master Ling Qiuzi. He is not only a transparent method and a finger-cutting sun technique. The founder, and his medical skills can be said to be the number one expert in peace and tranquility. Her injury, your Master as the World Peace Ambassador should be able to solve it!"
Ling Zhizi glanced back, thinking for a moment, and came back. Said: "You are right, I should save him." He picked up the fainted child.
"No? Your communication skills are so bad! I mean Xiao Shangquan, you should save her." Xiang Yu.
"Humph." Ling Zhizi didn't bother to look back, "Her life is superfluous."
"You are wrong!" Xiang Liushui stood up, climbed on the shoulders of Ling's son, and said to his ear, "Don't underestimate her, she is not an ordinary person. Hmph, there is at least one five beast. The guts are on her."
The son of Ling couldn't help being stunned when he heard this. Saying: "You can help her!" Then he walked out of the hotel with the baby in his arms
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