Dark-skinned, plain face, black, dull hair - this girl is called Swordless.

Although Xia Han desperately wanted to know the specific information of this girl who was vital to his cultivation, she broke free from his hand and ran away in fear—many poor people had a fear of aristocrats.

The dress on Wujian's body showed that she lived in a slum area, and it was not difficult to find, so Xia Han was not too anxious.

The girl couldn't escape, but Xia Han needed to be careful about her affairs - now that he was a fish, and Wujing's eyes were watching him all the time, he couldn't show anything abnormal.

If the first meeting showed Xia Han's strong will to Wujian and aroused Wujing's attention, it would not be good for both of them, so their contact had to be done slowly

On the carriage back, Xia Han inquired about the information of Wujian, and for the first time he saw the information like this:

Swordless:

The query did not have this person.

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For the first time, the illustrated book does not give a person's identity information, perhaps just the 20% of the data is damaged.

Xia Han suddenly gritted his teeth, this is like someone giving you a cup of instant noodles when you are hungry, but as soon as you open the seasonings and pastries, there is no fork!

The critical moment - how can you not give it!

Xia Han was secretly troubled in his heart, but fortunately, when he had a bloody dinner with Wujing in the evening, he couldn't taste the unpalatable food.

As for Xia Han's request, Wujing agreed without blinking.

[Hmph, it seems that he understands that it is overkill to arrange me in the church!] -- Xia Han boasted like this, he was finally able to start practicing. With his singing voice that transcends his time, isn't it trivial to complete the first route of the Imperial Singer's Road?

However, the next day, reality once again gave Xia Han a huge blow.

"Fellow villagers, fathers, neighbors, walk by"

He stood alone in the largest square in the slum, with no one within a radius of 100 meters, which made his voice smaller and quieter.

Xia Han didn't stand here at first, but wherever he went, the crowd there would quickly disperse, and no one dared to approach him at all. Without magic to transmit sounds, Xia Han would not be able to demonstrate his abilities.

But he realized the reason - the world was born unequal.

There are high and low races, and the same race is also divided into high and low because of blood power, especially in human society. The aristocracy was on top, they wantonly humiliated the commoners, and the class contradictions were huge and prominent.

But unlike the history of the earth, the world has the supremacy of power - and the people who wield it are high, which dooms the common people to never turn over. Especially the poor people, the nobility in their eyes is even more terrible than the devil.

Xia Han stood in the slums in gorgeous clothes, like a noble lady with an unknown purpose, and was naturally respected.

"I'm so thirsty and I've wasted another morning."

At noon, Xia Han's throat was dry, and he felt the need to replenish water, so he wanted Xiao Sheng, who was standing coolly next to him, to fill some water.

However, before he could look back, a five- or six-year-old girl in a white and green dress appeared in the distance, walking over with a large water bag in her left hand.

That dress is a monastic robe, could it be that the church specially sent it to bring water to Xia Han? The middle-aged monk was really bodhisattva-hearted

Xia Han sighed while looking at the girl.

[If the king of people sees her, he will definitely have a nosebleed. He commented on the girl's beauty, the wisdom teeth Lori with pink makeup, and her blue hair tied into a small ponytail - a world away from the girl she met yesterday without a sword.

"Thanks, I just needed it, you came in time"

After little Lori approached, Xia Han expressed her gratitude to her in a friendly manner.

"Thanks? Do you know I'm coming? ”

The pink girl was a little confused for a while, she blinked: "Wait, it's so hot, I'll drink saliva first"

She raised the water bag and gulped, then wiped her mouth.

"Ready, I'm coming!"

With a soft drink, Lori rushed towards Xia Han, and took out a dagger from her body.

It turned out to be an assassination-!!

Xia Han was stunned for a moment, and then the figure in front of him flashed, only to hear the sound of "bell" and "bang" twice, and the dagger of little Lori was lifted to the ground in the distance.

Xiao Sheng saved him? - No, it's the masked thief who saved Xia Han!

"What do you mean?"

The masked thief's dagger was pressed against the blue-haired Lori's neck, which was stopped by Xiao Sheng's long sword.

At that moment just now, the thief saved Xia Han and attacked Lori, and Xiao Sheng rescued Lori.

"Ahh

Xia Han heard a hoarse exclamation, he turned his head, and just happened to see a human head emerging from under a tree in the distance. It was no sword, but when she saw Xia Han, she turned around and ran again.

What is the situation?

Little Lori is here to avenge Swordless? Or is Swordless just a bystander? Who the hell is this Lori

"You can't kill her, she's the daughter of the city lord."

Xiao Sheng replied to the thief.

Xia Han was stunned again, why did Wujing's daughter want to kill him! He looked at this little Lori, she shrunk her head and stared at Xia Han with big eyes: "You useless white idiot princess!" ”

She seemed to bite her tongue: "Move away from my father!" ”

Xia Han understood-this matter had nothing to do with the absence of a sword, it was just the jealousy of an ignorant child

He didn't expect Wujing to cultivate such a daughter at all, which made his senses of Wujing change drastically. Could it be that the jade city lord who has a face that has been moistened by the refrigerator for many years, and his voice is always like a cold wind, is essentially a loli control?

After the king of people is the lord of the city, the danger faced by the girl in this world is so good that Xia Han is sincerely glad that he has grown a little brother.

But he was troubled by this Lori.,His day ended hastily again.。

Back at the City Lord's Mansion, Wujing seemed to have heard the news and was waiting at the door early.

"Father!"

Little Lori ran towards him with a smile on her face, and then

"Smack!"

With a violent slap, the little Lori's body flew out. She screamed and fell to the ground, leaving a trail of blood on the ground, and then remained motionless.

Xia Han's heart instantly pulled out the cold.

"Bring this waste back to the woman."

Wujing withdrew his hand and said to the old butler beside him.

"Yes."

The old housekeeper sighed, and then picked up the little Lori from the ground with some distress, and walked outside with her dripping blood.

He passed by Xia Han, so Xia Han could clearly see the scratches on Lori's arm, so it was impossible to fake.

"Isn't she your daughter?"

After the housekeeper left, Xia Han couldn't help but ask.

"She is my daughter, but this does not mean that she is valuable" Wujing looked at Xia Han with a cold look in his eyes: "People in this world are only valuable and worthless, and she is worthless"

"You're my important tool, she's not."

Wujing flicked the long sword on his waist, and his face seemed to be wrapped in a layer of frost: "I don't have any opinion on her assassinating you, but I don't care if she was induced by someone or made her own judgment, she didn't use any head to think about how to assassinate successfully, this is a waste of action." ”

Xia Han's mouth pursed lightly, and his heart became even colder.

How high is this city lord's requirements for a child?

He didn't ask, but Wujing frowned: "Little princess, you seem to be a little restless in your heart, because I hit that waste?" ”

"You'd better not have a second gaffe like this."

After leaving such a sentence, Wujing left.

That night, Xia Han found the information of Wujing's daughter.

White Moon:

The daughter of Bai Ya, the bishop of the Light Church of the Qilin Continent, she was accepted by the Pope as a direct disciple after the fall of the Jade Empire, and the original Knight of Light. After the scourge of the church schism in the second act of the Heroic Age, White Moon founded the radical organization 'Scarlet Thorns' and proclaimed himself the Pope, a legendary hero.

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"Is this called waste?"

Seeing this information, Xia Han could only sneer at Wujing's eyes. Even such a good child is treated as waste, and the Jade City Lord Wujing should probably not be called a monster - but a 'twisted'.

He thought in his heart that it was not something that normal people thought about at all, would normal people treat their children like this?

Although she was worried about that pink little Lori, Xia Han was also glad for her, at least she was not raised by Wujing. Judging from the demeanor and actions of the meeting, her mother Bai Ya should have taught her to be a 'good' child

But the point of killing people casually is still very much her father's style

Wu Jing said that he had no opinion on Bai Yue's assassination of Xia Han, which made Xia Han feel suspenseful. Is it only applicable to the White Moon, or is it okay for anyone else?

Although there were two guards with him to protect him, Xia Han slept a little cold this night, and he always felt an inexplicable danger accompanying him.

Then a new day came.

The carriage carrying the summer cold continued its way towards the ghetto, but this time it did not stop in the residential area, but again came to the church.

It was still early, and the white spire of the church glowed golden in Cheng Xi, and some nuns had already come out to trim the weeds outside.

"Miss Han, you're here again!"

The familiar middle-aged nun hurried out to greet her at the notice, her wrinkled face with a smile - as if it had never disappeared.

"Good morning."

Xia Han greeted her, and then said his purpose after a few words of greeting.

"You want the nuns to go out with you to sing carols," the nuns hesitated, the church choir basically didn't sing outside, and Xia Han, who didn't know the situation, was a little embarrassed.

“”

However, she thought for a moment, and finally nodded: "You are recommended by Wujing, and he is kind to us, I promise you!" ”

No thorns?

A low-level nun is just a low-level nun, and even uses honorifics for Xia Han, who doesn't know her identity, why would she directly call the city lord's name?

Xia Han's plan succeeded, but he didn't expect to hear such a strange sentence at all.

What does Wujing have to do with churches?

He vaguely remembered that the nun's name was Wuqian, so he looked it up on the illustrated book.

Wu Qian:

When he was young, he survived as a prostitute, and he was a childhood friend of Wujing, the lord of Jade City. Ordinary people, who joined the church during the transformation of the slums in Wujing, died in the green tide.

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The gossip was full of atmosphere, Xia Han was confused, and he felt that Wujing was a good person at this time

[No matter! I'll just be a good person or a bad person, what's the matter with me! 】

Xia Han gritted his teeth and put his mind on cultivation.