Chapter Seventy-Five: What is it?

The small figure was thrown out of the air like a sack, drawing a curve.

If it hits the ground, it will be like a watermelon, splashing bright red all over the ground.

But just before the figure fell, Yinghuyue's pupils shrank, and he stretched out his hands to hug him.

The next moment she bent her knees and was hit to the ground by a huge impact.

The smell of blood came, but I didn't know whose blood it was.

"Your Highness!"

With a click, the surrounding soldiers drew their swords, and Guichang in front of him suddenly turned his head to look at Ying Baoyue, who was sitting on the ground with something in his arms, and his teeth creaked.

What's the matter with that!

Where did this princess come from so many things?

However, before Guichang could attack, with the sound of footsteps, a woman's loud voice broke out of the door.

"Didn't fall out of the air? This little slut...... You...... Who are you? ”

A woman with a fierce face stood at the door, staring at Ying Baoyue and the person in her arms sitting on the ground, her triangular eyes were about to erupt into flames.

"Who told you to be nosy?"

The woman's voice was strong enough to make the men in the village retreat.

"Speak, are you dumb?"

Looking at the spicy woman, Guichang frowned and showed disgust. This shrew's attention was all on Ying Baoyue, and she didn't even notice the soldiers who drew their swords outside. But looking at the princess sitting on the ground, Gui Chang's eyes narrowed, and he took a step back without saying anything to stop him.

The stout woman's stormy scolding only brought silence, and just as the woman inhaled and was about to continue cursing, a voice came from the ground.

"Whatever it is, just watch you kill?"

Is throwing the child out just to kill someone?

Ying Baoyue calmed down the sweetness in her throat and raised her head to look at the woman standing on the threshold.

"Wasn't it mute?" The woman looked at Ying Baoyue's face and was stunned, and then laughed.

"Murder? This is my daughter, I can do whatever I want, can you control it? ”

Daughter?

Hearing this, the small body in her arms, which was as stiff as a small beast, trembled suddenly.

"Are you alright?" Ying Baoyue lowered her head and looked at the little girl in her arms.

"I didn't ...... Affair. The child raised her head and looked at the corners of her red, swollen and bloody mouth and familiar face, and Ying Baoyue was stunned.

Mother?

Ying Baoyue looked thoughtfully at the woman who did not resemble the little girl at the threshold, and the ridicule of the children in the village revived in her mind.

"My mother said don't play with her, saying that she has a mother and no mother to raise......"

"It's obviously a woman, and she said that she wants to become a cultivator, isn't it a freak......

"Your mother is a slut, and she still has a disaster like you when she dies......"

……

……

I see.

Ying Baoyue looked up at the woman at the threshold, "It turns out that you are her stepmother." ”

The arrogant woman was stunned for a moment, and looked at the unfamiliar face in front of her vigilantly, "You ......"

Not the faces she had ever seen in the village, how did she know.

"We're meeting again," Ying Baoyue looked down at the little girl in her arms, "Xu Wenning." ”

The little girl whose whole face was swollen after being beaten looked up at the face of the woman above her head, and Xu Wenning, who had been stubbornly biting the corners of her lip without crying, had a little red in the corners of her eyes.

This is the second time she has been held in the arms of this man.

"Again? Could it be ......" The woman standing at the threshold looked at Ying Baoyue with wide eyes, and shouted loudly the next moment, "The girl who bumped into the Wang family's aunt at the entrance of the village a few days ago is you?" ”

"It's her, it's her!" Suddenly, the voice of a sick man came from inside the room. Ying Baoyue raised her head, only to see the fat yellow man who had a relationship with each other walking out with a crutch.

I didn't take a few steps before I was out of breath.

The medicine she gave was not so heavy, and this person's physique was too bad, right?

Father Xu looked at Ying Baoyue who was sitting on the ground, and a trace of resentment crossed his eyes, "When I came back that day, I got this disease, and it must be this woman who didn't let me punish this little slut for breaking the heavenly retribution to our house!" ”

What kind of logic is this......

Ying Baoyue frowned slightly when she looked at this family that didn't speak human words.

"Xu Wenning, don't get out of here for me, go kowtow to the officials to make amends!" The woman yelled at the little girl in her arms.

The sound of iron armor rubbing sounded in the room, and several officers and soldiers walked out, one of them carrying a young man with a round meal in his hand.

The size of this young man is in stark contrast to the thin Xu Wenning, and it seems that this woman is the son of this man and this man.

But this young man was obviously older than Xu Wenning, thinking of the slander of Xu Wenning's premature mother by the children and women in the village, Ying Baoyue looked at the man in the room and his gaze cooled inch by inch.

Seeing the officers and soldiers walking out, the woman immediately burst into tears, "Lord, my son is just a child, I will compensate you for this girl...... Please let my son go! ”

"It's all said, conscription is His Majesty's order, if you dare to stop it, you will be welcome!" A trace of ruthlessness appeared in the eyes of the officers and soldiers who were stopped, and they drew their swords with a bang.

The woman's face turned white, her legs were weak, she sat on the ground, looked at the officers and soldiers and didn't dare to say a word, and the next moment she looked at the little girl in Yinghuyue's arms outside the door with hatred, pointed and scolded.

"Iniquity!"

"It's all because of you, a calamity star, who says something about cultivators every day, that has affected your brother!"

Ying Baoyue finally understood the family's strange thoughts.

It's just anger.

It is true that conscription is a priority for cultivators and young people, but the family seems to have put all the reason for the sudden conscription on a little girl who just regarded becoming a cultivator as a dream.

"No, it's not ......" At this moment, a faint voice of the little girl came from Yinghuyue's arms.

"I ...... I'm not ...... scourge."

Ying Baoyue's hand holding the girl in her arms tightened.

It's so painful, so hungry, after her mother's death, she spent every day like this, Xu Wenning felt that she would die like this countless times, but she was more reluctant to admit it than to die.

I don't want to admit the words of the villagers.

Slander the mother's words.

She's the mother's daughter, so she's not a scourge.

In the severe pain all over her body, Xu Wenning raised her head and looked at her stepmother in the blurred vision.

But everyone told her that she was the daughter of a female cultivator, that her mother was a demon girl, and that she was a calamity.

"I ...... I'm not ......" Looking at the familiar sneer on the stepmother's face in the field of vision, Xu Wenning knew that the familiar ridicule and abuse would strike again in the next moment, and told her that she was ......

"Well, you're not." However, at this moment, a calm voice sounded above her head.

The little girl covered in bruises shook her whole body and looked at ...... The woman who saved her twice.

And the answer is different from everyone else.

She heard it for the first time in her life.

Ying Baoyue looked at the little girl in her arms and smiled, "Of course you're not." ”

"Where's the wild girl?" The woman was stunned when she heard this, and the next moment she burst out laughing, "You said it's a ghost...... You ......"

"Return to the Great Sima." Ying Baoyue stood up with Xu Wenning in her arms and looked at Guichang who was standing indifferently on the side, "When do you want to see it?" ”

She's nosy herself, and now she counts on him to support her?

Guichang looked at Ying Baoyue and sneered in his heart, this princess still couldn't figure out her position, how could she burst her dream if she didn't embarrass her?

"It's your own ......"

However, before he could say anything, he was interrupted.

Ying Baoyue looked at him and said lightly, "I said that there will be no more wars, so there is no need for conscription, and it can be stopped." ”