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Qianling walked a few steps towards the inside of the store, and found that in the room inside the store, next to a table with various dried fruits, there were several wooden barrels, the lid was slightly slanted, faintly revealing the white liquid inside.

A faint sweet fragrance wafted from the cracks in the lid of the barrel.

This is......

Milk?

Qianling looked at the barrel and was stunned.

At the door of the store, several demon children bounced away with bags of hazelnuts, and the middle-aged man turned his head and looked at the girl standing in the middle of the store looking in the direction of the inner room, his brows furrowed.

"What are you doing?Who allowed you to enter the shop casually?!"

Grabbing her wrists, he pulled her out.

"Hurry up, hurry up, really, are the orcs so rude?"

The boss waved his hand angrily, glanced at her impatiently, and muttered in a low voice:

"It's unlucky!"

Hearing the noise here, the surrounding passers-by gradually gathered around.

Qianling rubbed her wrist with some pain, but saw that there were already five red marks on her wrist.

"Boss, there are clearly several buckets of milk in that room, why don't you sell them to me?"

Gritting her teeth slightly, Qianling took two steps forward and stared straight at the boss.

The boss was fiddling with the walnuts placed in front of the store, and when he heard her voice, he slowly raised his face and raised his eyebrows:

"Why should I sell it to you?"

"But the two women from before, and the man just now, you sold them to them, why didn't you sell them to me?"

Qianling was a little anxious, there was not much milk left at home, and the vegetables and meat sent by the demon clan every day could not be fed to the baby, if she couldn't buy back the milk, Li Xiaoruo would have to be hungry from tonight.

The boss looked at her twice, and suddenly smiled, as if he had heard some joke:

"Speaking of which, there are still orcs like you, who have no ears and no tails. What are you?fox?cat?dog?or—"

"Just a half-breed hybrid who can't even tell the difference between races?"

The crowd around them burst into laughter.

Qianling was stunned, her eyes staring directly at the joking boss, and anger gradually overflowed in her eyes.

No, no, no...... For the milk, for the sake of Xiaoruo......

Qianling took a deep breath, trying to resist the urge to rush up and grab the boss and bite hard.

Amber eyes were clear and clean, she looked at the boss seriously, her eyes were persistent, and she said word by word:

"Boss, my children have no milk to drink, and if you don't sell me milk today, I won't leave. ”

The crowd was bustling all around, and more and more people gathered around, muttering incessantly, and the already lively and crowded streets were already surrounded by water.

As soon as the walnuts were put in his hand, the shopkeeper squinted his eyes slightly and walked towards her:

"Why, you still want to stay here? This milk is mine, I can sell it if I want, and I won't sell it if I don't want to!"

The boss's tone was cold, revealing a hint of mockery:

"You orcs, eat and drink all day long in our demon clan's territory, and now you still want milk? Do you really treat yourself as a guest?!"

"Milk is a scarce thing, it's not enough in the first place, why should it be distributed to you outsiders? I really don't know what the higher-ups think to accept you moths!"

Qianling was stunned and opened her mouth slightly, but she couldn't speak for a long time.

There was a lot of discussion around them, and most of them were voices of approval.

"That's right, these orcs are really shameless, and they ran to other people's territory to be their own ......"

"That is, food like milk is extremely scarce at this bottom, and the money we have saved from our hard work can't be exchanged for much, so why do they want to ...... without doing anything?"

Qianling looked around, but found that everyone looked at her with strange eyes, and in those eyes, there was disgust, anger, coldness, and hatred......

"No, we haven't been here for a long time, and we haven't found a job yet, so we won't always eat and drink for nothing......!"

Qianling was anxious to explain, but was interrupted.

"Work?" a woman in the crowd looked at her coldly.

"What do you do? plow, catch mice, or guard the door?"

The crowd erupted in laughter again.

"I see, even something that can be done with a wave of a wave of a membrane wing, such as going to the river to fetch water, you orcs will probably have to go around a few streets!"

"Yes, yes, I heard that orcs are very fast, and they can turn into beasts, so it's quite fast to run back with a bucket in their mouths!"

"Hahaha!

His hands clenched slightly, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

Qianling looked at the mocking faces in all directions, and there was an overwhelming sound of laughter and ridicule in her ears.

Biting her lip slightly, she lowered her head and turned to plunge into the crowd.

"Hey, hey, what's the matter, keep talking......"

"Hmph, I don't have the face to stay here anymore!"

"It's best to go, these orcs should all get out of the demon clan!"

The crowd was bustling, the people were swearing and swearing and gradually dispersed, and the streets were calm again.

People come and go, and the delicate lanterns on both sides of the street dance with a warm light.

Around the corner of the street, a girl in a black dress stands quietly outside the crowd.

She watched the noisy crowd in front of the dried fruit shop not far away gradually dissipate, and a pair of dark red eyes were full of fire, thoughtful.

The breeze is blowing, and the green leaves are flying, spinning and falling from the canyon.

The lights are bright, and the streets wind all the way with no end in sight.

Silver bell "dingding".

Chestnut hair fell around the neck and shoulders, fluttering gently as she ran.

The pace slowed down, and Qianling stood at a street intersection and slowly stopped.

Along the way, there were still demon clansmen back and forth, looking at her with dark red eyes, strange eyes, and low talking.

Slowly lowering her head, her eyes revealing frustration and a hint of imperceptible gloom.

Actually, she was wrong in the first place.

In this demon town at the bottom of the canyon, food like milk is scarce, and although the ordinary shops on the street do not have much stock, they have more or less it.

On the way out of the dried fruit shop, she had seen several times that some Demon Clan people were buying milk from some food shops, and almost all of these shops were the ones she had asked before.

It's not that I don't have milk, it's just that I don't want to sell it to her.

Chestnut hair sticks to the cheeks, slightly curled.

Qianling raised her face and looked at the huge green canopy above the canyon, and suddenly felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

It is also the Demon Clan, the Demon Clan in the Yinfeng River Valley is bold and hearty, gentle and generous, and treats the Orc Race Mixed Blood Race with tolerance and acceptance, but the Demon Clan headquarters at the bottom of this canyon valley is eager to drive them all out immediately.

When she was a child, she heard her grandfather say that whether it is Ellen Iss or Galandelle, many races in this world have strong xenophobia.

Later, she learned from Lisan that the orcs even had to be expelled and exiled from their own half-bloods.

It's just that......

This time, it was the first time she had experienced such strong racial discrimination.

People who have never met before have such a strong dislike and hatred for others.

However, even in one's own racial territory, it may not be safe and happy.

Just like when she was a child, she had no wings, and she was also discriminated against and bullied in Ellens.

Qianling slowly lowered her head, her chestnut hair hanging slightly, covering her face.

Maybe......

From the very beginning,

There is no place for her in this world.