Seeing Lin Xuan bring back a dirty girl, Xing Mu and Xiao Lu were a little surprised.

The girl stood at the table, very reserved.

Lin Xuan motioned for the girl to sit down, and she sat aside timidly.

"Who is she?" Xing Mu asked suspiciously.

"Oh, this girl must be hungry. I stole a steamed bun and was caught, and I saw that she was pitiful and brought it in. Lin Xuan said perfunctorily, and did not mention the matter of purple blood. He was also puzzled and curious about this girl.

"Oh. Xing Mu nodded, smiled kindly at the girl, and pointed to the side dishes and buns on the table: "There is food here, you can eat it!"

The life in the tribe is to have food for everyone to eat together, and Xing Mu didn't understand why the girl was hungry.

The girl looked at Xing Mu's smile and shrunk her neck.

Xing Mu, who has a stubble on his face and is full of meat, no matter how much he smiles, he will give people a fierce feeling.

"What's your name?" asked Midori suddenly.

It seems that because Midori looks very cute, the girl is a little close to her.

"Li, Li Zimo!" the girl whispered.

"Aren't you hungry? Xiao Lu brought the bun to Li Zimo: "Can we call you Zimo in the future?"

Zi Mo picked up a steamed bun and ate it bite by bite: "Yes!"

After the meal, Lin Xuan opened a separate room for Zi Mo and went to the street to buy her a clean set of clothes.

Xiao Er prepared a large wooden barrel. The bucket was filled with warm water.

Zi Mo took a shower in the house and changed out of the shabby clothes on his body.

When he saw her again, Lin Xuan felt a little surprised.

The mud on his face was washed away, revealing a delicate face. The hair that was originally fluffy and dirty was also washed and neatly draped behind him.

Lin Xuan gathered everyone in his room.

"Zi Mo, can you tell us about your experience, why did your parents and relatives fall into this situation and be rejected by everyone?"

Lin Xuan was the first to speak.

Zi Mo looked at a few people uneasily. For an extremely hungry person, nothing is more important than a full meal.

And Zi Mo's attitude towards everyone after the meal was obviously not so resistant.

"My mother died when I was very young, and it was my father who raised me. ”

"When I was ten years old, there was a great drought in the deserted city, and there was no rain for a whole year. Many wells have dried up. In order to pray for rain, everyone tried their best. ”

"Later, out of nowhere, rumors spread that my father was a member of the sin clan and that purple sin blood flowed in his body. Heaven punished him for this great drought. ”

"The rumors spread wider, and everyone believed that it was my father who brought the drought and wanted to put an end to it. Everyone decided to tie my father to a stake and burn him to death!

"I witnessed the fire and saw my father being consumed by the flames. ”

"It was like a coincidence, at the moment when the fire went out. It's really raining in the sky! I've been considered unknown ever since!

"Everyone in the deserted city is disgusted with me and wants to get me out of here. ”

When Zi Mo said this, his eyes were already full of tears. But he still endured it and didn't let it drip down.

It's hard to imagine what she's been through for so many years. How to survive until now, it must be very difficult!

"If you want to cry, cry!" Lin Xuan comforted.

"Your blood is purple?" Xing Mu captured some of the information he was concerned about from Zi Mo's words.

"Hmm!" Zi Mo lowered his head, feeling a little inferior to himself because he was purple blood.

"In the deserted city, is there anyone else with purple blood?" Lin Xuan wanted to know, apart from Zi Mo and Li Shengbu, if purple blood was common.

"No, it's just me and my father. Zi Mo was used to bearing it, and he answered Lin Xuan's questions honestly.

"Bang!" Xing Mu slapped the table heavily, making a loud noise. Zi Mo was frightened!

"Just because they are purple-blooded, treat them like this! It's too much! Zi Mo, don't be afraid, I'm also purple-blooded, and we are the same race. No one will dare to bully you in the future!"

In order to prove that he was purple blood, Xing Mu also used the blade to cut his fingers, and the blood that lingered in the purple mangs flowed out.

Zi Mo looked at Xing Mu blankly, her mind was a little bent. Since she was born, she had never seen anyone other than her father who was purple-blooded.

Clansman, this word is an extravagant hope in Zi Mo's opinion. She herself thinks that Purple Blood is a sinner, a people who are cursed by God. She stretched out her hand, wanting to grab the blood from Xing Mu's fingertips.

At this moment, she felt as if she was in a dream.

"Purple Blood, is it a sinner?" Zi Mo seemed to be asking himself, and also seemed to be asking Lin Xuan.

"I've seen a whole tribe, all of them purple blooded people. Your ancestors are from Zhongzhou and have a glorious past!" Lin Xuan told Zi Mo what he knew.

"Hehe..."Zi Mo let out a chuckle from his mouth, and tears gushed out wildly in his eyes.

If that drought was really a punishment from heaven, because of this "cursed" purple blood. At least her father's death brought about the end of a great drought.

But now she was told that there was a whole tribe of purple blood, and they were not sinners. The great drought is not a curse! My father died of people's ignorance and gullible belief in rumors.

She didn't have the joy of getting rid of the purple blood charge in her heart, only a strong unwillingness. Ridiculous for people's stupidity!

"In the future, no one will bully you again. Lin Xuan's hand rested on Zi Mo's back and patted it gently to show comfort.

Xing Mu opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything. But from his eyes, it can be seen that he will definitely protect Zi Mo firmly.

Xiao Lu was originally very sympathetic to Zi Mo's plight, but when she saw Lin Xuan's hand on Zi Mo's back, her face was puffed up. Silent!

She thinks that Lin Xuan belongs to Yun Yao, and having intimate contact with other women is a betrayal of Yun Yao.

"By the way, has anyone taught you to cultivate?" Lin Xuan suddenly remembered that he and the others couldn't protect Zi Mo for the rest of his life. After all, life still depends on herself!

"No!" Zi Mo shook his head.

"Also, it's good not to reject you, how can I teach you cultivation again. Lin Xuan showed a clear look.

He went to a fang market on the street, where there were all kinds of items used by cultivators.

"My lord, what do you need!" The little guy who was entertaining guests in the store looked Lin Xuan up and down for a while. Although I don't think he is a rich and generous person, he is still politely entertained.

Even if Lin Xuan was just a cultivation apprentice, it wasn't something that a little guy like him could offend. After living in Fang City for so long, he clearly knows that many times he can't judge people by their appearance!

"Do you have a soul spar here?" Lin Xuan looked around, but didn't find the item he wanted.

"Soul crystals? Yes, over here. The little servant led Lin Xuan to the side and opened a cabinet where there were a lot of soul crystals.

It may be that the noble son of a big family wants to test his talent and sent a servant out to buy a soul crystal! At this time, he didn't have the initial eagerness for Lin Xuan, but he was still entertaining him wholeheartedly.

"How much?" Lin Xuan casually took a piece and held it in his hand.

"A first-order magic core. The little guy replied.

In this kind of market, money doesn't mean much. Most of them are still bartered, and the magic core is only used to measure the value of items.

Lin Xuan flipped his left hand, and a demon core emitting a cyan halo appeared in his hand.

The little guy was amazed!