Qi Bei entered the camp, and Rufeng and Piaoxue glared at him. Yanling was also ashamed and angry, her pretty face was red, but her beautiful eyes did not dare to look at him.
Qi Bei didn't know the trump cards of the three elves, especially now that he was in Xiling City, so he didn't worry about untying the restraints on the three of them. Therefore, except for their eyes and mouths, no other parts of the three could move.
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"Ahem, don't stare at me so hungrily. I'm as safe as a jade, so don't even think about it." Qi Bei coughed twice and said with an upright face.
"Can you be more shameless?" Yan Ling felt panicked as she thought about the beauty he had just glimpsed.
"You bad guy, let us go now." Piaoxue said angrily.
"Yes, let us go quickly, otherwise our star master will not let you go if he finds out." Rufeng also followed.
Perhaps because they knew Qi Bei would not really do anything to them, Piaoxue and Rufeng were no longer afraid of him.
Qi Bei walked to the bed in the tent and sat down, kicked off his boots and leaned on it, lazily saying: "Don't worry, I will let you go. You look quite thin, how can you eat so well?"
Ah, I can't afford to support you."
The pretty faces of the three elves were all red. They were at the time when their bodies were growing, and their food intake had increased greatly in the past two years. People who don’t know elves think that elves eat nectar fruit, but in fact, elves only have physical growth.
The food intake of elves before adulthood, especially for elves in adulthood, is comparable to that of ten adult humans.
"Have you found our Star Master?" Yan Ling asked.
"Not yet, but it should be soon." Qi Bei put his hands on the pillow and crossed his legs on the bed.
"What the hell are you doing? Indeed, as long as you let out the information we have in your hands, the Star Master will definitely meet you." Yan Ling has already figured out the key.
"Hey, that's what I planned originally, but I suddenly felt that such a general cooperation is too petty. If we want to cooperate, we must cooperate closely and in depth. After all, this Xiling City is my base camp, and I don't want to do it again in the future.
What's the matter?" Qi Bei smiled a little slyly, and deliberately emphasized the words "closeness" and "in-depthness" in his tone.
"I advise you not to be so smart. If you really angered the Star Lord, you will definitely regret it." Yan Ling said coldly.
Qi Bei smiled and did not speak again. Judging from Yan Ling's tone, perhaps the Star Lord, or perhaps the Star Lord's backstory, was really not that simple.
But so what? Xiling City is his fiefdom. It can be said to be his first foothold in this world. Anyone who blocks his way will be destroyed by him.
Yan Ling looked at Qi Bei's murderous eyes, and couldn't help but tremble in her heart. Her words seemed to arouse the murderous intent in the young noble's heart. It seemed that this West Ling City was going to be a bloody storm.
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The Xicheng District of Xiling City is a slum that must exist in every city. It is a gathering place for people at the bottom of society.
Every winter, many elderly and children freeze to death in slums.
In an old two-story building in Xicheng District, the dim lights are still on. There are ten simple wooden beds on the first floor, filled with skinny, shivering patients and more than a dozen people.
Wrapped in old cotton wool and lying on the ground, most of them were old people and children.
A wooden wheelchair came out of the back room. Sitting in the wheelchair was a woman. The woman was covered with gauze and wore a headscarf. Even her hands were wearing a pair of thin black gloves, revealing only a pair of star-like eyes.
Some patients and family members who were still awake looked at her with respect and gratitude. No one said anything, but everything was kept silent.
"Bang bang bang bang"
At this moment, there was a rapid knock on the door.
"Doctor Murong, open the door, please save my child." A woman's wailing voice sounded outside.
A rough girl hurriedly opened the door, and a ragged woman rushed in with a two or three-year-old girl wrapped in a torn coat. She knelt down in front of the wheelchair-bound woman with a "plop" and said sadly:
"Save my child, save my child."
The girl was skinny, her skin was purple, and her breathing was barely audible.
"Xiao Lu, get my medicine box quickly." The woman in the wheelchair said urgently, her voice as clear as a fairy.
The girl politely handed over a medicine box. The woman opened the porcelain bottle inside and poured out several different pills. She opened the girl's mouth and drank it.
"Take her to the fire and cover it up," the woman said.
"Thank you, Doctor Murong. Thank you, Doctor Murong." The woman held the child in her arms and expressed her gratitude.
Dr. Murong opened this medical clinic here three years ago. No one knows her name or what she looks like.
The people who come to see the doctor are all people from the slums. Most of them can't afford the money for medical treatment. However, Doctor Murong never asks them for money. If you have it, just pay a few copper coins. If you don't have it, she will give it to you for free.
look.
"Doctor Murong, come and see my wife, she is dying." A middle-aged man with a sallow complexion suddenly shouted loudly.
Doctor Murong quickly came to his side and touched the cold forehead of the woman on the wooden bed. He was suddenly shocked. She was exhausted and there was no way to save her.
"Doctor Murong, save her, save her, the child cannot live without a mother." The man knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing.
Doctor Murong's beautiful eyes showed pain, and one of her hands hanging by the wheelchair faintly emitted a light green light, but when she suddenly shook her hand, the light disappeared instantly.
"I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do." Doctor Murong closed his eyes and shut down the pain in his eyes.
Doctor Murong came to the stairs in a wheelchair. She gently held the back of the wheelchair, and the wheelchair carried her upstairs as if walking on flat ground.
From the window on the second floor, Doctor Murong looked at the violent snowstorm outside and sighed softly, wondering how many people would die in this snowstorm.
In the past three years, she has seen life and death, but she still cannot see through life and death.
Just then, an emerald-green bird flew out of the snow and pecked at the second-floor window.
Doctor Murong raised her hand and the window opened on its own, and the green bird flew in and landed in her palm.
The birds chirped, and Doctor Murong's star-like beautiful eyes were suddenly covered with a thick layer of dark clouds. All the spiritual energy in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a chilling death aura.
"Go tell Qingmu to assemble the mercenary army and ask him to lead Bi Sha and surround the Wind Shelter Valley with Lone Star. Xiao Cui, you go to the Wind Shelter Valley to explore the auras of the three girls Yan Ling, Ru Feng and Piao Xue." Doctor Murong said as if.
He looked like a different person, with a cold murderous intent in his tone.
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