It was already past noon when I left the small courtyard. I remember that before leaving, the old man Gui Yi insisted on holding back and had to wait until half a month later to pick up the things before he was willing to tell the terms. The little fox did not refuse. Half a month later,
That means the stuff is ready, no matter what the conditions are, it can still stump her.
Wandering along the small alley, Qing Yi's probing eyes were on him all the way, and the little fox just pretended not to be seen.
"I'll beat you to death, you little bastard...!"
"Hit him, beat him hard...beat him to death...!"
"Hit, hit...!"
…
The little fox, who was supposed to walk straight along the alley, suddenly heard a vague sound coming from the corner. He immediately turned around and walked towards the fork in the road. Good guy, something fun has happened...
The little fox was afraid that the world would be in chaos, so he ran over in a few steps.
What was the scene that caught my eye? I saw seven or eight little beggars surrounding one person and beating him hard, shouting non-stop, and some even used their feet.
"Beat him to death, tell him to steal our food, beat...!"
"beat!"
The corners of the little fox's mouth slowly raised, and he leaned against Qing Yi behind him with an interesting look. The white jade fan in his hand was beating back and forth, as if he was watching an extremely exciting play.
Mu Xiaohu has never been a good person. She protects her own people wholeheartedly, but she looks at the world with a cold eye towards strangers, so she just mind her own business and doesn't look at who is being attacked or beaten by so many people.
Who is it? It’s just for fun.
Perhaps her gaze was too hot, or perhaps her presence was too strong. The beggar who was beating people up suddenly stopped and looked straight at the little fox...
As soon as the melee stopped, Xiaohu finally saw clearly what the people under siege looked like.
At this sight, the little fox was dumbfounded. How could he be a young boy who looked similar to her? His clothes were in tatters, his face was blue and purple, his hair was tangled, and his facial features could not be seen clearly. He only had a pair of swarthy eyes.
The eyes are particularly bright, and the pupils are full of unwillingness, anger, struggle, despair...many kinds of emotions mixed together.
Damn, it’s so worthless, so many big beggars bullying a little beggar.
Xiao Hu yawned out of boredom, "Qing Yi, let's go! There's nothing left to do!"
Qing Yi twitched his lips but said nothing. His most important task was to protect the princess. He turned around and followed the little fox to leave. Unexpectedly, before he could take a step forward, the little beggar who was leaning against the corner half-dead was rubbed against him.
He stood up and said, "Don't leave, please take me in!" The child's voice sounded particularly immature, and the sound it made was like a male duck's quacking, hoarse, harsh, and unpleasant.
Originally, the little fox really didn't want to take care of it, but she really didn't take a step forward. She just turned around lazily, smiling very evilly, looking at the little beggar who didn't know whether he would die next moment,
He asked funnyly, "Why should I take you in?"
She was not the savior, so why would she take in a little beggar for no reason? The little fox tilted her head, as if thinking about a very important question.
The big beggars listened to Xiaohu's words. You looked at me and I looked at you. They seemed to be observing the situation. They looked at the young man in black with a sword at his waist. The cold evil aura exuding from his body made him...
They didn't dare to move at all.
The little beggar was particularly stubborn, with his head raised high and his chin raised high. He looked like he was despising people, but the little fox knew that he was just forcing himself not to get rid of the mist in his eyes.
Get down, little beggar! Why do you have such proud dignity?