Chapter 1702: The Little Beggar's View of Life (Page 1/1)

The little beggar pursed his lips and shrunk his neck and hands a little uncomfortably.

There was a lot of dirt and tiny wounds on it.

The fairy in front of her was very beautiful, reminding her of the snow in winter and the rain in summer, and the flowers that her mother planted in the yard when she was a child......

Comparatively speaking, I am unsightly.

Such a comparison is always sad, especially for girls.

Although she is still an immature little girl, she already has a love for beauty.

In the past, there were many female monks in Tianbei City, but they basically didn't stop at their own small stalls, and they were remote and didn't have any good things.

And it looks very shabby.

Those beautiful fairies are all arrogant, with their noses long on their eyes, even at the end of their eyes, they won't look at themselves, but there are a few casual cultivators to take care of her business, and there are a few spirit stones that basically deplete the aura, which is all the resources that she can save in a month, such spirit stones can be used to go to the old man's grocery store to exchange for that inferior rejuvenation pill, although the quality is not good, but this is also the only way that can be used to make his father who is lying in bed all day without moving and suffering feel better。

In addition, she is a little girl in the Qi refining period, where can she do anything?

Life is so hard, even mortals can't compare, because the richer people among mortals at least have no worries about food and clothing, and there are no injuries and illnesses, but for her, the father in the family is her burden, but it is also the only concern.

My father was abolished, he broke the meridians and abolished the dantian, and he had to say that he still had to endure the extreme pain day and night, but every time his father gave him a comforting smile and a guilty look, he was obviously in extreme pain, but he also had to tell her that he was not in pain, and let her use the spirit stone to buy the Rejuvenation Pill to cultivate......

He looked at her with a worried look in his eyes.

Worried that he was a wasted person, he wouldn't be able to take care of her, and he would drag her down, but if he gave up, his daughter would probably be drained of all the courage to live.

So no matter how painful it is, he endures it.

The little beggar knew his father's thoughts, and saw the man crying sullenly at night with the quilt covered...... Every time I think about it, sadness follows her, but it is also the courage to give her to persevere.

She smiled, a little cramped: "This fairy, the things I have on the stall are very cheap...... But it's all good stuff, you see what you like, just a spirit stone...... No, half a spirit stone is enough!"

She looked expectant.

This is the first order of the day.

The monks of Tianbei City are busy responding to Cang Lingxiao's call today, running around for themselves, their families and other things they want to protect, and no one in this market has time to buy anything at this time.

Of course, in stark contrast to this, there are several pharmacies and refining pavilions in the city, when the situation is uncertain, the safest thing is naturally the pill magic weapon that can help you save your life, and now it can be said that it is in short supply, everyone is taking out their savings and trying to buy resources.

Crazy so to speak.

At least Ning Qingqiu never thought that one day he would see the monks lining up to buy pills.

You must know that it is okay to have a certain reserve of this, after all, the pill is expensive, and if you buy too much, it will be a waste, and every time you practice, you have sufficient reserves, and no one will buy a large number of pills on weekdays, and you are reluctant.

And if you want to buy something more expensive in the future, it will be that you can't get enough spirit stones.

But this is no longer the case.

It's like in peacetime, everyone goes to the supermarket every once in a while according to their own quantitative requirements, and they don't buy things that can not be used up at one time, but if it is a dangerous moment, everyone's first reaction is to stock up on a little more things, who knows if they can buy it later?

And in case of an emergency, it can come in handy.

Ning Qingqiu suddenly became a little interested, probably because of this girl's scared but firm eyes.

If you have the belief in your heart that you want to stick to, it will become the same as her eyes.

She asked, "Everyone else is busy with other things, why are you still setting up a stall here?"

Even the other stall owners almost all took it.

They also have things to buy and prepare, besides, everyone is busy stockpiling high-level resources, and their small stall is still patronized on weekdays, even if it is unreliable to pick up this thing, the monk has no blind pursuit of just hoping for luck, but there is still a fluke mentality.

What if?

This state of mind will not disappear for the Terrans at any time.

The little beggar wondered how this fairy was in the mood to talk to himself about such gossip.

In the past, these beautiful fairies saw that they were all far away, like there was something dirty on her body, even if there were people in the casual cultivation who came to buy her things, most of them were indifferent, this year, the days of casual cultivation were not easy, they tried their best to move step by step on the road of eternal life, compared to those monks of the family sect, it was undoubtedly much more difficult, so everyone became indifferent, and no one had time to care about the girl in a small stall.

But since it was Ning Qingqiu who asked, the little beggar answered honestly.

Because no one knows if this gentle-looking fairy will make her disappear like this because she offended herself.

The little beggar had seen many of these things.

If she could, she would have wanted to live.

Her father waited for her to come home.

Sometimes, although I think that it is better to live such a difficult life than the father and daughter just die, anyway, no one in this world cares about them, but when I think about it, if they die, they probably don't even have the person to clean up the corpse, and such a sad future is really chilling.

The little beggar thought that even if no one loved us, we ourselves just wanted to keep each other warm.

Anyway, she's never going to give up.

Hold on, just hold on to it until you can't hold on any longer.

Her idea was as simple as that.

"Sister fairy, I'm very poor, I don't have spirit stones, I can't afford those things, I've heard about demons and demons by chance, but I'm not afraid. ”

"Why?"

Ning Qingqiu thought, even a great power like Cang Lingxiao frowned, and he was vigilant and jealous of this, why was this little girl in the early stage of qi refining so calm and calm?

Looking at it, you can't even shame the monks of Tianbei City to death?

The little beggar said as a matter of course: "Of course, it's because even if I live in Tianbei City, I'm so humble that anyone can pinch me to death at will, and whether there is a demon clan or a demon clan is no different for me." How to live, or how to live. ”

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