Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Peony of the Drama Spirit
Even Lin Yichen couldn't help but glance at it, this girl was really beautiful......
Although the hair that was scattered at the moment just covered her face, it also covered the pride on her face, adding an approachable and beautiful atmosphere.
"Boom la la ......"
The delicate jade hands like soft wattles made a splash and wet the hair, and the clear water flowed down along the three thousand hairs, and the water droplets were crystal clear and glowing with colorful light.
Passers-by also stopped, stopped to watch, and watched the rare scene of a beautiful girl shampooing.
At this moment, the center of the whole world is this beautiful girl like a hibiscus out of the water.
Feeling the silence of the world, she raised her head slightly, her long eyelashes raised, and glanced at everyone with her big eyes, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, evoking boundless pride.
A slight blush rose on the beautiful little face, and there was no lack of vanity and satisfaction.
In front of everyone, she was a little shy, but she didn't stop moving.
To ask why, because of the pride in her heart, all eyes on her, this is her pride from the bottom of her heart, she deliberately slowed down her movements, gently stroked the water, gently rubbed her hair, as if she was performing.
Although the traces of the performance were heavy, no one felt uncomfortable.
Because when this beautiful girl washes her hair, she is so beautiful, and beauty covers everything.
"Uh, this is better than me......" Although Lin Yichen was also immersed in her "beauty" a few seconds ago, his soul power was so powerful, he only immersed it for a few seconds, and then came back to his senses.
"Continue to cultivate, it's not interesting to watch this drama essence peony......" Lin Yichen forcibly endured the restlessness in his heart and practiced the exercises.
However, he was dressed in extremely simple clothes, and in the crowd of fresh clothes and angry horses, he was already extremely eye-catching, and at this moment he closed his eyes differently.
Unexpectedly, it attracted the attention of this beautiful girl who was as proud as a peacock.
However, this proud beautiful girl Lin Yingxue only glanced at Lin Yichen.
A poor sour boy like Lin Yichen wants to attract her attention in a maverick way, and she has seen a lot.
"Huh!
The wings of her nose bulged slightly, and the proud little peacock snorted lightly, looking at Lin Yichen pretending to be serious with her eyes closed, she despised it from the bottom of her heart.
And in this space, a figure slowly walked from a distance.
The figure was thin and tall, limping in three steps, limping and limping, stumbling and moving step by step, as if it would fall at any moment, and never get up again.
The figure stumbled, but did not fall.
After getting a little closer, I could see that this was also a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy.
It's just that he didn't ride a half-demon horse beast, and he didn't have a majestic horse team behind him, so he was alone.
His coarse cloth clothes were tattered and calloused. The tattered parts of the clothes and the exposed skin were also full of dirt. His yellow hair was twisted together like thatch, as if he had been braided.
Very perfect beggar dress.
This young man, slightly hunched over, as if his thin body could no longer bear the weight of his head.
His steps staggered, and every step he took was very difficult, as if he had exhausted all his strength
But, miraculously, after every step, he always took the next step.
He walked barefoot, on the uneven and gravel road, looking so thin and weak. Only a pair of eyes hidden by the dirty hair, bright as stars, flashed with stubbornness and unyielding light.
"River...... Water ......"
Seeing the river, the young man's spirit was lifted, and the light in his eyes flashed.
His feet quickened, but he could no longer keep from falling, and almost rolled and rushed to the river.
"Plop!"
Stumbling under his feet, he threw himself directly into the river, as if he hadn't drunk water for three years, and "Guga Guga" gulped down the cow.
In the silence, the sound of someone falling into the water suddenly sounded.
Everyone woke up from the daze attracted by the beautiful girl's shampooing and turned their heads to look at the splash.
I saw a tall, thin, ragged black shadow swaying from the river and standing up, and the clear river water flowed down from his body and turned into sewage in an instant.
I don't know how much dirt has accumulated on this young man's body, and when the sewage on his body flows into the river and goes downstream, a large area of river water suddenly darkens.
"Oops!
The place where the beautiful girl Lin Yingxue washed her hair happened to be downstream of the dirty boy entering the water. Seeing that the clear water suddenly changed color, she exclaimed, and jumped up like a snake and scorpion, her pink face a little distorted, full of disgust and anger.
She looked up along the sewage, and immediately discovered the source of the sewage, and she glared at her, and said coquettishly: "Bastard, where did the beggar come from, how dare you make the river so dirty! Don't you see Miss Ben washing her hair?"
The thin and tall boy was stunned for a moment, he was so thirsty that he only cared about drinking water, so naturally he didn't notice that there were still people washing their hair here.
The boy grinned embarrassedly, did not speak, and immediately crawled out of the water.
"Humph!"
Lin Yingxue snorted coldly, the cold light in her beautiful eyes exploded, and the perfect goose egg face was covered with a layer of cold.
"Just come out and forget it? Don't say a word of apology, dumb bite? Damn little beggar, even if you apologize, it's useless! Lin Mei, kill this little beggar!"
A beautiful performance, just like that, was ruined by dirty.
In addition, Lin Yingxue was already a little clean, otherwise she wouldn't have washed her hair in public. At this moment, she felt sick when she thought of the water in which she washed her hair, which was stained by a dirty little beggar.
She was about to explode, her anger was full of nowhere to vent, and it was not enough to relieve her hatred if she didn't kill this dirty teenager.
"Yes!"
Lin Mei, the proud female guard beside Lin Yingxue, nodded her head and took the order. Across the river, stretch out your index finger and point it away.
"Little beggar, come and die!"
Lin Yichen's heart moved slightly, he couldn't understand it.
It stands to reason that this dirty teenager just accidentally soiled the river, and he didn't mean to affect Lin Jun's sister to wash her hair, even if it was wrong, it was not enough to kill.
But there are dozens of people on both sides of the strait, and only Lin Yichen has this idea in his mind.
The others, all with a gloating expression.
In this world where the strong are respected, the weak are like ants. The weak offended the strong, and it is not a pity to die, and no one will pity his situation at all.
Even if he is a fool, he doesn't want to die, unless he really doesn't want to live.