Chapter 130 The King of Children Stolen by Time: Ayan

"Salad oil...Salad oil!..." Ayan accidentally ran across these three words in his mind, and his face immediately glowed. "Salad oil" was the nickname given to the old steward by a few of them.

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Who made that old man a slave owner? Don’t we have to fight against him? If he controls them, they will resist back!

Just thinking about it now: I was really too naughty at that time!

Ayan followed along and thought of many things at the same time.

The old slave leader wearing glasses was bullied a lot by their younger slaves... Calculating his age, I wonder if he is still alive? Thinking of this, Ayan felt a little sad. After all, the old man was not a bad person.

He has a good temper, no matter how they bully him, he always smiles and doesn't get angry.

At that time, I really shouldn't have been so naughty... When Ayan was young, he didn't have many elders. "Salad Oil" was the elder in his impression, and sometimes he also played a very important role in Ayan's life.

If you think about it carefully, it is precisely because of working under "Salad Oil" that Ayan lives a much more relaxed life than other little slaves! In the past, Ayan thought that he was smart and could escape a lot of work

...Now that I think about it, it's just because - he has such a good manager as "Salad Oil".

Now that he sees some things clearly, it will only make him feel sad. However, some things cannot be understood until they have crossed the distance of time.

In the beginning, any other person in charge would have suffered enough for him! For someone as naughty as him, I don’t know how many beatings he had to endure! A Yan didn’t know this until later. By the time he realized this, it was already too late.

At that time, A Jing walked by and saw a proud old man spinning a bracelet on top of a bunch of heads. He felt confused... She was so full that she didn't have the time to do it.

Thinking about this, I quickened my pace and walked through the crowd.

Yes, Ayan now is in the same position as "Salad Oil" in the past.

One group of people thought that thing could be exchanged for a lot of money, and another group of people just thought that the bracelet looked good. In short, they gathered around Ayan, as if they were admiring something extraordinary.

It's getting cold, very cold.

At night, when no one was around, Ah Jing was still digging pebbles there.

The friends I played with at that time were all scattered and died of various illnesses.

Ayan hid in the dark and watched from a distance, not knowing what he was looking at. He suddenly realized that these children were slaves with no freedom. They were just goods being sold around, and no one would

Care about their life and death.

Ayan saw Ajing in the crowd and walked over in a hurry. A group of children were still making noises nearby. For some reason, Ayan suddenly lost his taste. The vanity of getting good things disappeared.

And when it is empty, the surface loses color.

Although he was skinny, as long as the little slave he was covering was bullied and suffered a loss, he would always find ways to make up for it... Over time, he established his prestige among the children.

Someone is coming, it's Jiao Yi, is it him?!

"Jiao Yi, you are really good! Where did these things come from?" A Jing was a little surprised, but now he was saved! After a second thought, he patted Jiao Yi and said, "I have this thing, it would be a shame if I didn't take it out earlier!"

I've been digging all day...ah...Ah Che!" Ah Jing sneezed.

At that time, he saw the beeswax bracelets around his hands and neck, but felt useless. Money jewelry could not help him. These were dead things. What he wanted was not stolen things, but ... some kind of him

Things that can't be described ... Thinking about it, he did not know that the soul was unknowingly, throwing it down and throwing it down.

A Jing in the memory ... I do n’t know where to go. A Yan thought of this person, and I thought of myself at that time. There were so many things, and there were Ajing figure. At that time, Ajing was very played.

Open, make a piece with all boys.

Slaves are slaves. The time of laughter is stolen.

It's ironic!

It is not surprising that Ajing always loves to stick to this person. This coke is all right in this slave field. People are doing things.

After a while, I was really owed! When I came out of fart, I ran to the person in front of people. Sometimes, A Yan really wanted to beat him! Give him a few punch!

Originally, he saw that Ajing was still planing stone when he was so late, thinking that he would be a hero again, and helped her to plans stone. Since ... Jiao's guy came over, it was not necessary to fill the good people.

I left lonely.

A Yan often sees him and A Jing together. ...

Those children he covers have good benefits, and they will also please him. Children, the idea is very simple. One or two, instinctively follow the current, whoever listens to it!

The protection fee! At that time, A Yan would feel proud of it.

Harm, so many years have passed, and A Yan tells the truth. At that time, I was a little envious of the two of them. When I saw them, I really felt that it was different from his younger brother. There was always a special feeling ... Where is it special? He said again.

Don't come out ... Because it is unknown to say that the road is unknown, his heart is not a taste.

They haven't seen any world, but they know that it is a good thing.

It turns out that the words of the crazy play are like a few hundred years ago, I don't know which world ... Now he is no longer this personality, doing things, always thinking about it. He can't no

Think about it, because he is now a slave owner, specializing in selling and managing slaves.

At this moment, he heard the movement.

Two people said as I went back.

Once, A Yan didn't know where to get a beeswax bracelet, Yao Wuyang was lying on the grass slope, turning the bracelet on the index finger, a show off.

Slave, around him, watch the beeswax bracelet.

A Yanmo felt that it was the most special slave he had ever seen ... Speaking of special, oh, and Jiao's descent, it was the appearance of this person that made Ajing special!

Nympho

Nympho

Unlike their "idlers", the care of her side is tight, and Ajing has to plan stones quickly, otherwise the consequences ...

That is, on that night, A Yan decided: In any case, you can't be a slave! To let this world, there is no slave!

Nympho

"On this matter, I am a little bit." Jiao's desire threw four or five "three -legged iron spiders" on the stone pile.

One capsule, the size of the need to be used, and the code is aligned.

A Yan looks like a little adult, directs this, commands that ...

Thinking of this identity that made him hate, A Yan was very heartbroken. He often recalled what happened when he was a child. I do n’t know why. At that time, he always made him feel warm and felt that he was like that.

one person".

Although it was a slave, at that time, it was still small. Ayan had no troubles. Every day, a few people were playing together. Ayan always had its own way to escape the torture of the management. In the children's group

A witty one, those small boys always turn around him.

"The sky is so cold, you don't hurry back, be careful." Jiao's frowning, some weird meant. He dragged A Jing's arm and wanted to get her up.

The year and month have passed, and things are wrong.

"But I have n’t finished it yet!” A Jing refused to get up, her task was not completed, and I was scolded tomorrow.

A Jing saw a shiny thing. At first glance, it was a beeswax bracelet ... This is not during the day ... The string of A Yan's showing off? Why is it here?

However, it was snatched first by Jiao.

Jiao's descendant picked up the bracelet, pretending to wear it in Ajing's hands, and joked with a joke, saying, "I have nothing to use, I collect it, just be the money you give me."

I think about it. Forget it, he picked it up first, and it was nothing good. Compared to the small things that just cut stones just now, what is this handstra?

… It's nice to have Jiao people!

The 130th Children who was stolen by time: A Yan is finished
Chapter completed!