"It was given to me by my father."

As soon as he finished speaking, the dirty beggar took out his hand like electricity, snatched the bun from Ling Luo's hand, and swallowed it in two gulps. After eating, he looked at Ling Luo with a resentful expression: "Why is it vegetable filling, your one is obviously meat filling." ”

His dad gave it?

Ling Luo frowned, this man shot so fast just now, she didn't even see his movements!

Is it really a person from the Xuanyuan clan, but how could the descendants of the Xuanyuan clan who were the blood of Emperor Jin Yuan fall into the streets to beg for buns as beggars?

"Is your surname Xuanyuan?"

The man who was still resentful just now, his eyes immediately became sharp, deep as a cold pool, and the terrifying essence flashed away, and in the center of the pupil, there were two clusters of golden rays.

He remembered the old man's vicious advice before he went out: Go out for a year of training, experience the suffering of inferior people, do not allow the use of gold yuan, do not allow the innocent to be harmed, and are not allowed to expose your birth, otherwise you will be allowed to marry the lord of Yangyue!

Even if he dies, he doesn't want to marry that girl from Yangyue!!

"What Regulus?" A misty look crossed the dirty beggar's face, "Give it back to me." ”

In an instant, Ling Luo found that the black meteorite pendant in her hand was gone, and she didn't see the dirty beggar make a move at all!

"The words engraved on that pendant are 'Xuanyuan'."

The dirty beggar looked at the beautiful girl in front of him in surprise, and his tone was a little excited: "Can you read the words on the pendant?" ”

"yes." Ling Luo nodded.

"You can read ancient characters!" The beggar was so excited that he stretched out his hand, grabbed the girl's arm tightly, and asked, "Did you also make that fire just now?" If you cultivate the fire element, will you control the fire? ”

On this continent, because cultivating fire hurts the body, burns the body and burns the heart, and water can extinguish the fire, there is almost no one on the continent who cultivates the fire element.

A thousand years ago, although Ling Luo was a genius alchemist, his body was extremely poor, especially after refining the seven-grade fire spirit liquid for Chu Ye, he burned his heart and bones at that time, vomited blood, and was so weak that he was about to die, so he was caught in the temple of the Zhushen Mountain Range for fire sacrifice.

A thousand years later, the Huo Yuan Martial Artist and the Alchemist are even more resources that every power and country are vying for, and she is only a first-order martial artist now, and exposing her will bring misfortune to herself.

"What fireball? What fire control? You're crazy and confused. Ling Luo stood up, threw all the big bags of buns to the dirty beggar, and said coldly, "Eat more, and you will be awake when you are full." ”

As for Shengge's share, wait a while on the west side of Yingyang Street, and then help her sell some other pastries.

She walked all the way to the west, and within a few steps she felt someone following behind her. When I looked back, I saw the dirty beggar munching on the bun and smiling at her very kindly.

Ling Luo's face suddenly lengthened, and there were green tendons twitching at the corners of his forehead, and he actually followed!

Ling Luo began to speed up, walking as many blocks as she could, but whenever she turned around, she could always see the dirty beggar just a few steps away, smiling and moaning at her.

Ling Luo looked at the slightly scoundrel smiling face, her brows furrowed, she simply pulled out her legs and ran, heading in the direction of the Great General's Mansion. God, she doesn't want to be haunted by the descendants of the Xuanyuan clan!