In the early morning, the city was shrouded in a faint mist, giving this small city a hint of fairy energy. ◢ with * dream ◢ small *.lā

Wang Xian opened the window of the hotel, took out his mobile phone and made a call to Xiao Yuguan Shuqing.

"Huh?"

However, at this moment, Wang Xian narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked towards the location at the door of the hotel.

The two figures, thin and stubborn, are very familiar.

They knelt in front of the hotel, where they remained motionless, the faces of the boys and girls were a little pale and a little shaky.

"It's really a bit stubborn!"

Wang Xian looked at the boy and the girl, the boy was at most fifteen years old, and the girl was probably only twelve or thirteen years old.

From the two of them, he could see the shadows of himself and Xiao Yu.

But in general, he was lucky that he was not hunted down and killed, and he did not wander the world.

"They've been kneeling all night!"

Wang Xian was slightly touched, and a hesitant look appeared on his face.

He never thought of accepting disciples, let alone teaching people to cultivate.

At seven o'clock, the boy and girl kneeling at the door of the hotel attracted the attention of many people, and some people who came out of the hotel looked at them in surprise.

"Two little beggars, why do they kneel at the door of the hotel early in the morning and beg?

"Such a young child came out to beg, I really don't know what their family thinks, they want money crazy!"

One by one, the customers who came out of the hotel saw the two of them dirty and thin, and said with a frown.

"These two children are very pitiful. ”

Only one of the city's environmental workers looked at the two children, walked over with some sympathy, and pulled out a crumpled ten yuan from his pocket.

"Two children, go buy some breakfast!"

The boy looked at the old woman and shook his head.

"Give it, I still have to work, you can buy something to eat!"

The old woman dropped the ten dollars, walked to the side and began to clean up.

The boy and girl did not speak, still kneeling there, looking at the door of the hotel with tired faces.

"Wow, master, there are two little beggars there!"

At this moment, a group of seven or eight people walked out of the hotel, and one of the little boys looked at the boys and girls outside and said loudly.

With excitement on his face, he ran up to the boy and girl and looked at them.

"Two servants, settle down. ”

The little boy was about thirteen or fourteen years old, and he stood directly in front of the boys and girls, and shouted at them in the smiling scholar TV.

"Why are you still kneeling when you've been flattened?"

The little boy had a displeased look on his face, he pinched his waist, and continued to shout loudly: "Young Master let you get up, didn't you hear!"

"Hahaha!"

The little boy said to himself, and suddenly laughed too, he looked at the girl next to him, and walked over and stretched out his hand to pinch her face.

"Go away!"

The boy who was kneeling on the ground saw the little boy pinching his sister's face, and with an angry look on his face, he pushed directly towards him.

The little boy stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

"You little beggar dare to push me, I'll kill you!"

The little boy was pushed away, and immediately showed an angry look, and raised his foot and kicked at the boy who was kneeling on the ground.

Although the little boy is young, he is unusually fast at the moment of his legs, and this strength and speed are even stronger than that of an ordinary strong man.

The boy kneeling on the ground had a hint of anger in his face, and he raised his hand and pushed towards the little boy again.

The little boy who attacked was at most a second-level martial artist, which was far from the other boy.

Even if he knelt on the ground, he still pushed it away heavily.

"Ahh

The little boy fell directly to the ground and let out a scream.

"Xiaoqiu!"

At the parking location outside the hotel, seven or eight people saw the little boy fall to the ground, and one of them immediately walked over.

The middle-aged man shouted distressedly.

"Master, that little beggar beat me!"

The little boy had an angry look on his face, and he stared at the boy who was kneeling on the ground with a flushed face.

"It's okay, Xiaoqiu, the master will help you vent, the master will help you vent!"

The middle-aged man touched the little boy's head with some doting, and looked at the boy and girl kneeling on the ground.

"Two little beggars dare to beat people, I really don't know whether to live or die!"

The middle-aged man stared coldly at the little boy kneeling on the ground, and said to his apprentice: "Xiaoqiu, if he beats you, you will call me back, I think if he dares to fight back, the master will teach him a lesson!"

"It's the master!"

The little boy stared at the boy kneeling on the ground: "Dare to beat me, my master is here, you still dare to beat you, I will let you beat me!"

The little boy said, clenching his fists directly at the boy on the ground.

The boy kneeling on the ground felt the malice in his eyes, he gritted his teeth, and when the little boy hit, he directly resisted with his hands, but he didn't dare to resist!

"Huh?

The middle-aged man saw that his apprentice's fist was blocked, and looked at the boy on the ground with some surprise.

"You little beggar, a little beggar without parents still dares to beat me, I'll kill you, hum!"

As he spoke, the little boy punched the boy one after another.

"Don't hit my brother, you scoundrel!"

The girl on the side looked angry and reached out to grab the little boy.

"If you dare to arrest me, I will beat you, I will beat you!"

The little boy suddenly scratched a mark on the little girl's arm, and he angrily kicked at the little girl.

"Don't kick my sister!"

The boy on his knees showed anger on his face and pushed towards the little boy again.

"Looking for death, dare to fight back!"

The middle-aged man on the side saw that the boy dared to fight back, and kicked it directly.

"Bump!"

The middle-aged man kicked the boy and directly caused him to fall to the ground, with a painful look on his face.

"Brother!"

Nearby, there was a little girl's exclamation.

"Look for death!"

In the hotel, just when Wang Xian had been hesitating and thinking, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes when he saw what was happening at the door of the hotel.

His body moved, like a ghost, and at the moment when no one saw it, he jumped directly from the sixth floor to the door of the hotel.

"If you dare to beat me, I will let my master beat you to death!"

The little boy's somewhat arrogant voice sounded.

"Okay Xiaoqiu, don't worry about a little beggar, he's not qualified yet!"

The middle-aged man smiled at the little boy on the side.

Wang Xian's eyes coldly swept over the middle-aged and the little boy and the others, and slowly walked towards the boy who fell to the ground.

"Brother, it's okay!"

"It's okay, brother is fine!"

The boy shook his head, a somewhat sad smile on his face.

"You're good!"

At this moment, a faint voice came, and the boy turned his head, and a look of surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes.

He looked at Wang Xian excitedly, with an excited look on his face.