Volume 1 One Hundred Years of the Underworld Chapter 127 The Little Beggar
The little beggar should be a very good child, but Tsing Yi is definitely not a soft-hearted person, so I also asked why.
Me: "That's not your style. ”
Tsing Yi: "Do you know what kind of aura this child is?"
Me: "What?" I didn't notice any aura fluctuations in this kid.
Tsing Yi: "Empty." ”
Me: "I know. ”
Tsing Yi squinted at me, and five words were written in his eyes: You know one!
Empty genus and nothing are really two different things, and I didn't know until Tsing Yi introduced them. It turns out that emptiness is also a genus, but in fact, it should be regarded as a kind of physique, a physique that is not inferior to mine, which is in no way inferior to the innate waste wood physique of mine, which has all the five elements.
The big waste is the big xing, Tsing Yi emphasized it, but unfortunately he added: Except for you.
It turns out that this empty genus can actually have and use any genus, whatever others give him, is what it is, but this kind of child is extremely difficult to distinguish, just like my judgment, and such a physique is rare, so it is more often discarded as a waste, just like a little beggar.
Another point is that even if such children are discovered, most of them are delayed and in a hurry, which is almost everyone's psychology, so more people will choose a relatively better aura to pour into him, and such an ending, the final result is basically unnoticed.
"This child seems to have been born for you. Tsing Yi said suddenly.
I directly rejected Tsing Yi for three reasons, one is that the child was picked up by you. The second is that Qin Xin obviously prefers this child. The third is that I already have two, and I can't afford to raise them.
Tsing Yi had a smile on his face, and I felt like I was going to be trapped.
"Yes, you have too many children, and if nothing else, you should have five. Tsing Yi said.
"I need your help, though. Tsing Yi paused and continued: "Or maybe I need their help." Tsing Yi gestured to the three dusty children who were playing outside.
"Good. "I promise, brother's favor, help!
"Thank you. Tsing Yi said.
As for what is busy, Tsing Yi didn't say, and I didn't ask.
At night, the light in the courtyard was lit up, and the eyes of the soul were full of surprise and worry.
It's a formation, a teleportation array, and a teleportation array of the Flowing Cloud Sect.
Wanfeng walked out of the teleportation array alone, his face solemn.
"Senior, what's wrong?" Wan Lingxin's face turned pale and she bit her lip tightly. I asked for her.
"Let's go home. Wanfeng said with a gloomy face.
A moment later, we appeared in the hut of the beautiful woman.
The thatched hut has a strong aroma of Chinese medicine. On a vine in the room, the head of gladiolus had a blue face, one right arm was missing, and the gauze on the wound was red.
"The Seven Tribulations Wood Tribulation failed, the thunder and fire robbed into the body, I used the Life Continuation Pill as the head of the house to hang a sigh of relief, waiting for you to come back. The beauty said very calmly, but the forbearance in her eyes was clearly visible.
"Mother!" after the end of the soul heart shouted, stumbling towards the sick and emaciated mother.
The head of the gladiolus clan had obviously gone through some tidying up, but unfortunately the blue and purple scars could still be seen on the originally white face, and the scars snaked down the cheeks like poisonous snakes, and disappeared into the collar.
As if hearing his daughter's call, the sick Jianlan boss opened his eyes with difficulty, and after blurring for a while, he pulled a smile at the corner of his mouth and raised his palm to touch Wan Lingxin's clean face.
"Are you thin, are you bitter?" the first sentence of the head of Jian Ran was to feel sorry for his daughter.
Mother. A noun that contains too many meanings, the breadth of two words is not at all a distance can be calculated, and similarly, the weight cannot be weighed in any unit of measurement, whether it is the autumn coolness of the world or the deeper and heavier.
Red and green light flashed, and the shapes of the fire spirit and the wood spirit appeared on the side of the sword orchid master at the same time, and the delicate palm poked out, and a red and green light rushed into the sword orchid master's body.
The head of Jian Ran's complexion was a little better, but he finally shook his head.
The fire spirit and the wood spirit returned, and the two children had tears in their eyes, this was the first time they had experienced death, but the sad thread was like a basin of black ink, pouring on their still pure hearts, they didn't know why they were crying, but they knew that they were sad.
"No need to try, I know. The head of Gladiolus said, still with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Mother!" Wan Lingxi lost all her words, and could only scream one by one, as if this mother shouted one by one, she could keep her mother's footsteps.
"I can only force her to continue her life, but I can't suppress the power of the Thunder Fire Tribulation in her body, and continuing will only make her more painful. Mu Ling said, the corners of his mouth twitching downward, obviously trying to control his thread.
"I'm the same, although I'm also a genus of thunder and fire, but those auras are too violent, I can't suppress them, they don't listen to me. Tears welled up in the fire spirit's little face.
I turned my gaze away from everyone, everyone was shaking their heads, their teeth clenched, and their cheeks had a noticeable bulge because of the hard bite.
"Mother, I'm ...... I want to see her. A voice rang out, cowardly as a puppy that had never seen a living man.
Qin Xin squatted down, pulled the little hand that was tugging at the corner of his clothes, and reached out to slightly comb the girl's hair.
"Okay, my mother will take you there. "The little beggar is the first time we have seen an adult communicate, and after a mother screamed, I could see the tears in Qin Xin's eyes instantly. Two mothers, one is here, and the other is leaving.
Qin Xin turned his head, shook his head fiercely, and when he turned around again, a smile rose on his face, and a crystal drop of water hung on his chin.
"Mother doesn't cry, I will cure her illness. The little beggar said, and pointed timidly at the sick gladiolus master.
The child's voice was small, almost as small as she was breathing, but it was no weaker than a thunderbolt to our ears.
"I have to ask my younger siblings to help me. The little beggar said.
"Hmm. The two little ones agreed, and their immature little faces were full of distressing seriousness.
After saying a few words, the little beggar seemed to adjust to the solemn atmosphere in front of him, and spoke a little louder.
"Brother and sister, you two will get into my stomach in a moment and help me fight that bad guy. The little beggar pointed to her dantian, she didn't know what it should be called.
"Good. The two little ones nodded vigorously.
The little beggar walked to the head of the gladiolus, and pressed the forehead of the head of the gladiolus with his palm, and the small palm was white and cold.
The little beggar glanced up at Qin Xin, his eyes were strange.
Qin Xin seemed to understand everything in that glance, and even the future after that.
The tears in his eyes finally couldn't be controlled anymore, Qin Xin shouted a word, but was suffocated back into his throat by his palm, and his index finger bit Qin Xin's mouth, blood flowed down the palm of his hand, through the cuffs, and finally dyed the sleeves bright red.
The little beggar's eyes were closed, and a silver light suddenly rushed over his hand.
The crumpled clothes suddenly opened his eyes, and a tear appeared in the corner of his eye.
The crumpled clothes laughed, and the wine bottle in his hand slammed to the ground, and the fragments folded into tiny rainbows in the soft light.
"After tens of thousands of years, you've finally returned. The crumpled clothes muttered softly, and his voice was slumped, as if he had lost half of his strength.
The crumpled clothes, the eyes closed, the body collapsed with a bang, but the breathing was even as if it was asleep.
A faint voice came from in the distance: "Hurry up, please Lao Jun, the Emperor suddenly fell ......"
Similarly, a voice in the dark corner sounded compassionately: "People, I didn't expect you to be able to enter reincarnation again after so many years, even if you enter the underworld this time, I can kill you once, I can kill you again." ”
"Why bother to be angry, one day I will send someone down to kill her, you better save your strength, lest you stand unsteady for a while. The laughter sounded, the voice of ** came out, and occasionally the light flashed, and the woman in the corner could be seen half leaning on the wall, ragged, followed by a silver bright armor, but the other half fell at the feet, and there was a thunder in her eyes.