Finally, Luo Li snatched the sword from Xiao Hu's hand, his face suddenly filled with blood, and stabbed the big beggar on the ground fiercely, using up almost all his strength...
The sword falls...
"Ah...!" The big beggar's frightened cry echoed through the sky.
However, the little beggar's wrist was tightly grasped by the little fox. This sword, which Luo Li thrust out with all his strength, missed because his wrist was tightly held by the little fox.
She smiled wickedly, arrogantly, and then she said, "Luo Li, you win, you are mine from today on!"
From today onwards - you are mine!
The sun was particularly bright that day, because Luo Li was no longer an orphan, but a despised little beggar. He didn't know who the young boy in front of him was. He only knew that he gritted his teeth when he was beaten.
Without saying a word, he accidentally saw a pink and jade-carved little face in the gap. The little face was full of fun, watching him being beaten as if watching a play, but he was not angry, because this little boy's
Apart from fun and indifference, there are no other emotions in his eyes, no contempt, no disgust, no ridicule...
This was enough. He had been bullied and scolded by many rich young masters, and had seen looks like this too many times, but 'he' didn't, didn't despise him because he was reduced to a little beggar, so he opened his mouth and blocked everything.
He said, "Please take me in!"
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"Master!" The hoarse voice sounded a bit harsh, with a small face covered in bruises and bruises, and a skinny little boy looking at the little fox with burning eyes. You could clearly see the pair of black eyes.
His big eyes curved into the shape of the bright moon. He was happy and grateful...
"Heh... my name is Mu Yueqi, you are not my slave, you don't need to call me master!"
They are about the same height, so the little fox doesn't have to raise his head when speaking, he just looks straight at him. Although he is small, he has a strong mind and can say such words. Such a young man will definitely become something in the future.
The little fox waved his fan gracefully, seemingly forgetting to take a look at the beggar lying on the ground breathing heavily. There was a wet thing between his legs. When the breeze blew, the strange smell spread far away.
, looking at the little fox with his big eyes open and his whole body trembling, for fear that the little fox would turn around and give him a sword.
The little fox lazily said to Qing Yi and Luo Li, "Let's go!"
Then she turned around without taking another look at the beggars. A cold ripple appeared in Xiao Hu's heart, thinking that she had fallen at the bottom of the world. That year, when she was fifteen years old, she was seriously injured while performing a mission.
I especially remember her lying alone on a dark street corner in Hong Kong, being beaten and scolded, unable to resist, until Mao'er and Huoyun found her half a month later...
In that half month, she experienced all the eyes of her life, but she did not give up. Even if she was kicked and beaten by a group of gangsters, she did not beg for mercy, because she kept telling herself...
"A person must have integrity. Even if I fall to the bottom of the world and be ridiculed by thousands of people, I still have to leave a dignity for myself. Even if the whole world gives up on me, I can't give up myself, because I firmly believe that,
One day I will stand up and be taller than any of them."
"Gods belong to gods, demons belong to demons, and I should belong to myself. I always know that in this life, I want to live happily and die without regrets. Even gods and demons cannot determine my fate, because - I