When Tang Wulin walked out of Hongshan College, his face was full of unhappiness. He grew up so big, and everything he encountered today did not make him depressed.
He grew up in a very ordinary civilian family, but the family is harmonious, his parents have a good relationship, and they love him very much. Even when he makes mistakes, he is still teaching him earnestly.
But today at the academy, he felt for the first time what "difficulty" is. Because Wuhun is the blue silver grass, the classmates rejected him, and even the teacher was not enthusiastic about him.
When instructing the students to meditate in the afternoon, the teacher spent the least amount of time with him.
"Is my martial soul really that bad?" The unhappiness on Tang Wulin's face gradually turned into stubbornness, "Even if my martial soul is not good, I must become a great soul master. Dad said that success is ninety-nine percent hard work plus one percent talent, my martial spirit is not good enough, so I will work hard!"
He was cheerful by nature, and when he figured it out in his heart, the depression of the day was naturally resolved.
But why am I hungry again? Tang Wulin rubbed his stomach in confusion. The study life in the academy includes a lunch, and there is no limit. The students in the soul master class are also much better than ordinary students in terms of food. Tang Wulin ate so much that he immediately got the nickname of "crazy bucket". He has a lot, almost half of the sum of the other dozen students. More than an adult's appetite.
Although his appetite was not small in the past, he was not so hungry! Moreover, it was only afternoon, and he was already hungry again.
Go home and search to see if there is anything delicious. Tang Wulin's eyes lit up at the thought of eating.
As he was walking, a small figure on the side of the road suddenly caught his attention.
Although the sun in the afternoon is not as abundant as that at noon, the weather today is very good, so the sun will still bring some warmth to the body. What attracted Tang Wulin was the touch of silver under the sunlight.
There was a little girl squatting on the side of the road, who looked younger than him, but she had short silver hair, and the sun shone on her rare hair color, which naturally reflected light.
It seemed that there was something pulling each other somewhere, the little girl looked up at him, her face was dirty, and with the worn clothes, she looked like a little beggar no matter what. However, apart from her short silver hair, she also has a pair of distinctive eyes.
Her eyes are very big, and the pupils are like two clear amethysts. Even if there is some distance between them, Tang Wulin seems to be able to see his own reflection in her pupils. The long eyelashes curl up naturally.
Tang Wulin's own eyes are beautiful, and he will naturally have a good impression of his peers with big eyes. He subconsciously stopped. The four eyes met, the little girl did not avoid his gaze, there was only a bit of surprise in her beautiful big eyes.
"Little girl, where are your parents?" At this moment, several young people who were in a hurry were also attracted by the silver hair, and moved closer to the little girl.
The little girl didn't look at them, and lowered her head again.
Several young people looked at each other, and one of them said: "This silver hair is really rare! Maybe it is a foreigner from two other continents. It is estimated that the underground black market will like her very much, and her eyes are purple. of."
Greedy eyes suddenly appeared in the eyes of the other young people, and they nodded to each other.
The young man who spoke before squatted down, "Hey, little sister. Where's your family?"
The little girl lowered her head, shook her head, but said nothing.
The young man smiled and said, "Are you hungry? Brother, how about taking you to eat delicious food?"
The little girl shook her head again, this time even harder.
The young man winked at his companion, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed the little girl's arm and pulled her up from the ground, while the others surrounded him to block the view from the outside.
Amid the little girl's exclamation, the young man had already carried him on his shoulders.
"What are you doing?" At this moment, a childish shout rang out, startling several young people.
When they looked back, they couldn't help showing embarrassment. The one who stood up to fight the injustice was actually a small one, a pretty little boy who was not as tall as their waist.
A young man behind had a look of sternness in his eyes, and kicked Tang Wulin with his foot, "Little brat, how dare you meddle in your own business."
Tang Wulin was kicked somersault by him, fell more than two meters, and immediately fell into disgrace.
"You villains!" He rolled on the ground, immediately got up again, and rushed to those young people, blocking their way.
The young man who was carrying the little girl showed a fierce look on his face. The movement here has already attracted the attention of some passers-by. After all, this place is on the street.
With a flick of the wrist, a dagger with a cold light was already in the palm of his hand, and he gestured to Tang Wulin, "If you don't want to die, get out of here!"
Tang Wulin looked at him stubbornly, and said angrily, "Bad people will never end well. I'm a soul master, so I'm not afraid of you. Let her go!"
While talking, he raised his right hand, a light blue halo flickered, the blue silver grass had already emerged from his palm, and a faint wave of energy also radiated out.
What can third-level soul power do? It's nothing more than a little stronger than their peers. Without the support of spirits and spirit rings, martial spirits are far from being able to play a fighting role. This is also the reason why you must cultivate to the tenth level of soul power to enter the realm of soul master from the lowest soul warrior.
The young man was stunned for a moment, and his companions pulled him.
If it was just an ordinary child, no matter what they did, as long as they were well covered, nothing would happen. However, a child with soul power is different. These children are specially recorded by the government, even registered in the Spirit Pagoda. If something happens to such a child, the federal government will definitely make great efforts to find out the reason, and it will be a big trouble. What's more, they have been seen by many people here.
"Unlucky!" The young man in the lead snorted angrily, put down the little girl on his shoulders, and ran away quickly with a few companions.
The little girl staggered and fell to the ground. Tang Wulin hurried over and squatted beside her, "Don't be afraid, I'm a man, and I will protect you!"
The little girl looked up at him, and when she got closer, her big purple eyes looked even more beautiful, and there seemed to be a layer of mist emerging from the pupils of her eyes.
"Don't cry, don't cry. The bad guys have been chased away by me. My name is Tang Wulin, what's your name?"
The little girl was stunned, and finally said for the first time, "My name is Na'er."