"Buy? Phew! The woman spat on Luo Yang's face: "Only women are sold here, not men!" ”

When the old bustard saw that his financier was spitting on, he was also angry at the moment, and pulled the woman's hair:

"What are you talking about? I think your son is so rich! Isn't it better for a rich master to give him a way than for him to read the dead here? ”

The old bustard was so strong that he pulled the woman and the child apart: "You let the old lady go!" Don't delay your mother's business! ”

"Mother~" Zimo was young and looked at his mother bitterly.

He didn't want to let go, but he had no room to fight back.

Luo Yang squatted down, looked at Zimo with frightened eyes, and asked softly, "Your name is Zimo?" She's your mother? ”

Zimo's eyes swirled with tears, but he still couldn't bear it, his mother said that the tears in the party were worthless.

He nodded and held Luo Yang's hand: "Sister, please, let her let my mother go!" Mother's kiss hurts. ”

Such an old child still knows how to care about others, Luo Yang is soft-hearted again, isn't this the container of his dreams?

didn't say anything to the bustard, just waved his hand, and the bustard was like being pulled apart by something invisible, "ouch", far away from Zimo's mother.

"What's that? What was there just now? ”

Zimo's mother broke free, although she felt strange, but she didn't have time to think about it, and rushed to Zimo's side as soon as possible.

Seeing that the child was close at hand, she was also blocked by an invisible object, and she took several steps back.

"Zi, Zimo." The woman looked at the invisible barrier in front of her, shocked and panicked.

Luo Yang had already placed an enchantment around him, and it was impossible for a mortal to break through.

She took Zimo's hand, and her voice was still gentle: "Look, my sister helped you pull it away, shouldn't you thank your sister well?" ”

Zimo looked at Luo Yang in confusion, not knowing whether to agree or not.

"Zimo, don't listen to her! Don't listen to her! ”

The woman banged on the barrier like crazy, but it didn't have any effect.

"Zimo, she's a bad person! Don't listen to her! Don't listen to her! ”

Luo Yang glared at the woman dissatisfied.

I'm helping you, and you still say you're a bad person?

Without seeing any movement from her, the woman couldn't make a sound, and her frightened and panicked look completely turned into horror.

Zimo was still standing in the enchantment in ignorance, not knowing what his mother was talking about.

"Good boy, my sister is not a bad person, sister, you are the one who came to save you, go with your sister, as long as you go with your sister, my sister will take you, and your mother, get out of here, okay?"

"Really?" In the eyes of the little child, a trace of joy finally appeared: "My sister can really take me and my mother away." ”

Although he is not very old, he knows how much his mother has suffered here, and if he can take his mother out of the sea of suffering, what can he not promise?

He nodded emphatically: "Good! ”

Good. This one word, a simple word, makes this child named Zimo irreversible.

Originally, he might only have to endure mortal suffering, but this time, he was refined into a puppet, a container loaded with spiritual consciousness, immortal.

Luo Yang took Zimo and his mother.

She promised him to get out of this sea of suffering, but she led them into another sea of suffering, and that sea of suffering was far more bitter than what they were suffering now.