The man with a slight dark circle shook his head helplessly, and he began to regret dividing this girl into groups around him. He originally thought that the combat effectiveness of the girls in this kind of team would be weaker, and it would be safer to follow him.

But this girl never talks much, has a cold personality, and can't see through what she's thinking. Of course, Yuan Yao doesn't care if she speaks or not, he thinks it's normal for young people to have a bit of personality nowadays, and after seeing the "little overlord" who broke the sculpture in the academy, he feels that others are very sparse and normal.

"I really should let that troublesome guy take her" He thought so, in his impression, this girl seemed to have a better time with the troublesome Gu Xiaobei,

The little girl kept running forward, but after running for a while she lost her strength, and the man was so fast that he disappeared into the old house after a while. She didn't even tell him where she lived or what her master looked like.

As if he had known what had happened to her for a long time, he suddenly said that the little girl had a master, and that he would help her get rid of the nightmare master.

Five meters behind her, the blonde girl wanted to say something, but she kept that distance and didn't speak.

"Don't follow me. The little girl shouted into the air.

Yeslanka was stunned.

A gunshot pierced the silence of the square at night, and while there was little security in Tander, there were few gunfires. Except at the beginning of the "fair", what man with a gun would have clashed in this poor border town?

Suddenly, a tear dripped from those dark eyes. The little girl cried, she didn't know herself

Why do you cry, I don't know how long I haven't cried.

She stopped and stood there stunned, and suddenly, she realized something. Then he turned around and rushed to the black Rolls-Royce.

Hide, hide. Her lips were pale, and she kept repeating the words.

"What's wrong with you?"

YesLanka looked at the little girl who suddenly turned around, and she couldn't help but ask.

But the little girl ignored her, and her legs, which were smaller than the thin trunk of a tree, swayed forward in the wind. She felt that she shouldn't have followed, she should have hidden in the trunk of that car early, she could stand not eating or drinking for two days, but she couldn't bear to be here for a second longer.

When the little girl came to the front of the car, the door was hidden, and she rushed straight in, more agile than a little monkey. She pulled the door to where it had been hidden, and it was the same as before. She stepped on the dust on the leather sofa, she quickly wiped it, and then climbed under the back seat to lie down. The body remained motionless, leaving only a pair of eyes looking at the black roof of the car.

Watching her behavior, Yeslanka suddenly stopped in the wind, and her hair was messed up by the wind. But she didn't want to tidy it up, and the scarf wrapped around her chin, revealing only those ice-blue eyes.

Why was she so concerned about this girl? She didn't understand. The other party didn't even know her, she didn't know what the little girl's name was, and the two sides were even farther away than strangers. The little girl was a little disgusted with her attitude, but for no reason, she had a sense of affection for the little girl.

The "fair" has nothing to do with this lonely little girl, who is just a microcosm of the backward poverty of Tander Town. There are so many little girls like her, and Yeslanka can't do anything about it.

Motokashi looked at the distance under the tree beside the road, he didn't know much about Yeslanka, who came from the northern country, because it was a difference between cultures. But anyone has read the storybook, and that skinny little girl is a little heartbreaking.

Forget it, the blonde girl said to herself. Then she turned and left the Rolls-Royce.

They were here to investigate the fair, not to help the poor local children. Of course, Gussuri also has a special foundation to help children in remote mountainous areas. If they really have that heart, they can apply to the college during the summer or winter vacation.

It's no problem to teach or help.

"Let's go. Yeslanka whispered.

Yuan Kama just wanted to light another popping bead MarLboro and take a puff, the wind blew cold in winter, and the taste of smoking this cigarette was particularly felt. He decided to take more with him when he left, even if it was to pay taxes, and Andriy would love it. And he can also be a little proud in front of Lu Youqi.

However, he soon remembered that Lu Youqi did not smoke.

I don't know how the three guys investigated, he knows a little about Jinglian, a surprising freshman. In fact, based on the deeds left by 'that one' in Gusuli, it is not too surprising that Jinglian is so powerful, but in his second year of school, he participated in the crusade of the A-class dragon ghosts, and turned the tide of the battle and survived with almost all the troops destroyed.

Of course, there were many factors that went into turning that battle around, but the power of thunder and lightning was indispensable.

The second is Gu Xiaobei. Students in his freshman class. When he first pronounced the name, he thought it was a girl, but a wooden young man stood up by the window. He thought this guy was funny, and not only did he win first place in the obstacle course on the entrance test. And as soon as the entrance test ended, he went to provoke the famous "madman" Nigir in the college.

However, he didn't know what was going on in the Shanhai Pavilion at that time, all he knew was that the "madman" who broke the headmaster's sculpture had a feeling of indespigability in the academy. Arrogant but not domineering, young but can make people feel a sense of coercion. To be able to provoke such a lion-like person, how can it be a tiger or an elite-level "jackal", right?

But in fact, that guy was Gu Xiaobei, who was wilting like an eggplant in his class.

Yuan Yao himself seems wilted only because of his magical properties, which makes him always look like he is not rested enough, but in fact he is in good spirits. And Gu Xiaobei is different, it is a kind of bland, slightly cowardly, and faintly revealing the spirit of listlessness.

As for Guan Zijin, he didn't know. How could an average teacher in the academy know so much, and he didn't want to know that much. He only needs to do his best, take the students, live a small life, and occasionally complete the tasks assigned by the college.

The two walked to the other end of the square and faded away.

And inside the Rolls-Royce, the little girl was a little excited. Her heart was beating wildly, and she couldn't wait to hear the engine start, and then the later she was discovered, the better. So that even if she was discovered, she left here.

Is he an angel? The little girl thought to herself, she had read the Bible and knew that angels are sheltered in times of suffering. But she never prayed, there was a church in Tander, but it was not Catholic, and she didn't have a chance to go there.

Finally, the door was opened, and a man seemed to come up. The little girl hid under the cushion, in the blind spot of the rearview mirror, and she pressed her breath very lightly. She learned this trick well, because while her master was sleeping, she would occasionally go to the kitchen to see if there was anything left. This trick is necessary in order to avoid waking up the owner.

The car started slowly, and the gray cloud above the window began to quickly recede. She finally breathed a sigh of relief, but kept her lips closed and only opened a little slit to exhale.

It's good to finally be able to go. She thought.

She didn't care, she felt like she had had enough of her days here. It's not necessarily better to go somewhere else, but at least you don't have to face that host. Every time her master came back from the next town, she would look down at the window to see if there was any man with her.

If one day, the host comes home with a stranger.

Then her days will come to an end, and she will be sold.

Thinking of this, she kind of wanted to take one last look at the town. Having lived here for so long, there are also many places she hasn't visited. The only thing that seemed to be able to reconstruct the impression in my mind was the thatched grocery room with the bed as a bed.

After that gunshot, she felt that her master should be dead. Died under the guns of the man in the suit and leather coat. That man was simply a lion, and his master would definitely have been bitten to death. Because although the master is terrible, in her eyes he is just a cold poisonous snake.

Every time she came back from outside, the master would ask in that solemn tone

"How's it going to be today?"

Her mood improved slightly, and she even changed her posture a little to make the sky in her perspective a little bigger.