The little girl is called the first year of junior high school, eight years old this year, combing two small braids, the bangs on the forehead are neatly combed, and the white face is ruddy, which should be because she ran too fast. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

A pair of large black eyes under the slender eyebrows shone smartly, making people jealous of the creator's eccentricity at a glance.

There is a deep dimple on one side of the cherry mouth, and she looks quiet and smiles, which is endearing. It's just the occasional flickering blue in the smart black eyes, which makes it full of weirdness, and even destroys the original harmonious beauty.

With such a smart beauty embryo, I can't imagine that when she was rescued by Dongfang Xiaoshu on the beach three years ago, she was ignorant and almost starved to the appearance of human skin and bones.

Time changes many people and many things.

"Is cross-eyed back?"

After staying away from the sea, Dongfang Xiaoshu finally had time to open his mouth to ask.

"I'm back, Brother Xiaoshu is too, I should stay at home on the fifteenth today, fortunately, I brought the old man's pill with me!"

Chu Yi's white and tender little hand slapped his chest, panting, and said reproachfully like an adult.

Dongfang Xiaoshu straightened his sword-like waist, smiled hehehe, and did not respond.

"The old man said, there is a knife on the head of the color word, it seems to be true!"

Chu Yi glanced at Dongfang Xiaoshu, fiddling with the corners of his clothes with his little hands, pouting and muttering quietly.

Today is fifteen, of course Dongfang Xiaoshu remembers that the reason why he risked his life to come out was because today was the day when the children of other families entered the city of immortality, and I heard that Mo Qian'er was also among them.

The Tang Empire has countless wealthy lords, but there are only five families, namely: the Li family, the Dongfang family, the Xu family, the Dong family, and the Mo family

The five great families jointly hold the artifact that awakens the bloodline of their children---- it is said that once you reach the age of twelve, as long as you soak in the blood-awakening pool, you will awaken the bloodline and have incredible power.

There are sooner or later bloodline awakenings, but the golden time for awakening is between the ages of twelve and fifteen, and there is no chance of awakening after the age of fifteen.

The Awakening Blood Pool is kept by the five great families in turn, and is redistributed every three years, and it is now being kept by the Oriental Family.

This is also the reason why the children of the other four families gather in the city.

Dongfang Xiaoshu returned to the courtyard of the residence as if fleeing for his life, ignoring the disdainful gazes of the servants.

After freshening up, Dongfang Xiaoshu looked at himself in the bronze mirror and unconsciously clenched his fists.

On the bronze mirror is a yellowish face, on which a pair of large, black eyes shine with wisdom, and from time to time it exudes a deep sense of vicissitudes, revealing a trace of maturity that does not match age.

There is a scar the length of an index finger in the middle of the right face, although it is hideous, it does not contradict the overall kindness and perseverance, but adds a ruthlessness to the whole face;

The corners of his resolute mouth are slightly upturned, exuding a comfortable smile, and he looks like a big boy next door, which makes people close.

"Waste, thinking about what is wrong again?"

An inopportune voice interrupted the anger in Dongfang Xiaoshu's heart at the right time, making him give up the urge to smash the bronze mirror.

"Cross-eyed, you liar, you have been eating and drinking for nothing for three years, and you are thinking every day that the time has not come, you are the wronged boss of me? The last time I asked you, when did you go west, Lao Tzu was already a waste, but I didn't want to be a short-lived ghost! ”

Dongfang Xiaoshu put down the bronze mirror, sat on the chair opposite the big red robe, and asked quietly, there was no reproach in his voice.

The big red robe picked up the wine glass, took a sip, showed a satisfied look, shook his head and said, "Come out of the blood pool and go!" ”

"Really?"

"When will the old man tell a lie?"

"I'm a waste, do you wish I never fell down the mountain and couldn't enter the pool of awakening blood?"

"How do you talk about the turtle king eight mung beans? Who is the old man, our soul is noble! Could it be that three years of not falling on the mountain are climbed in vain, and three years of graves are white diamonds? Don't look at the old man with this kind of eyes, the old man is not Mo Qian'er! ”

……

"Miss, don't be angry, eat something!"

A green-clothed girl dressed as a maid put the three dishes and one soup in the food box on the table, stood at the head of the bed and said pleadingly.

"If you don't eat, you have no appetite!"

Mo Qian'er lay on the bed, buried her head in the quilt, and replied like a stupid bird who didn't care about her head, and the young tiger who had been curled up beside her and pretended to be asleep had her ears erected, and her eyes widened to look at the girl in green, looking vicious.

"Idiot, Chun Tao didn't know each other when she changed her clothes, how many times have I told you!"

Mo Qian'er raised her hand to push the cub tiger down, her head poked out of the quilt, and she yelled angrily, seeing that the cub was extremely aggrieved and lay down on the bed again, she continued:

"Chun Tao, I saw that waste today, I really want to slap him to death, why is he so shit!"

"Miss reached the early stage of firing at the age of fourteen, not only in the Mo family, but also in the whole world, it is normal to look down on the waste of the Dongfang family, but it is wrong for Miss to slap him to death, how can such a rough job be done by Miss?"

Chun Tao walked to the table as she spoke, took out a spoon and held a bowl of soup, and said lightly.

"Or Chun Tao knows my heart well, it seems that I'm really a little hungry, hey, this time I sneaked out, and my father will definitely ban my feet when I go back!"

……

The top restaurant in the city, the Sunrise Restaurant, is in the box.

"Brother Ye, your business is the brother's business, wrapped up in the brothers, come, brothers respect Brother Ye!"

A young man with oily hair combed and a pale face, who knew that he was overly drunk at a glance, raised his glass and shouted.

"Brother Jingye!"

The other three teenagers chimed in, toasting each other.

Dongfang An sat in it, but his face was displeased, he glared at the overly wine-colored young man, picked up the wine glass, and drank it all by himself.

"Brother Ye, a few of our concubines are not comparable to our descendants, and the few cultivation resources are pitiful, Brother Ye naturally knows that cultivating immortals is an extremely silver-consuming thing!"

The overly drunk boy put down his wine glass, took a bite of the dish, and said with a smile on his face.

"Brother Wenbao, you can't treat your brothers badly, this is 20,000 taels of silver tickets, the matter is done, and the other half will be naturally offered!"

Dongfang Ye laughed and touched Dongfang An beside him with his foot, Dongfang An reluctantly took out a stack of silver tickets from his arms, slammed them on the table, and drank without saying a word.

"Brother Ye, don't worry, he must die! Come, drink! ”

……

The banquet dispersed, and several people said goodbye, leaving only Dongfang Ye and Dongfang An to sit in the box.

"Second brother, why do you want to give these miscellaneous pieces of silver? The little brother made a move and pinched that waste to death, isn't it still hand-to-hand? ”

Dongfang An spit out the toothpick and protested angrily.

"Hmph, what do you know? Although Grandpa indulged us, although he didn't want to see that waste, he never wanted to see that waste die, have you forgotten the last time he was angry? ”

"Besides, a few of the people who can awaken the bloodline of other families are core disciples, and they are not worried about being secretly stumbled! Although the four of them are weaker, they are more than enough to deal with one waste! ”

"After the waste dies, it is a few of them who bear the wrath of Grandpa's thunder, it has nothing to do with us, remember, our lives are a hundred times more precious than their gold!"

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