Opened his eyes with difficulty, Liu Zihong felt that his throat might have been dry and cracked, the sun was mercilessly emitting heat, and no one cared about his life or death as a beggar. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

With a thin rope tied to his wrist and a large white jade seal hidden under his palm, the style is very ancient, even in this weather, it still exudes an icy aura, in addition to proving that it is valuable, it also makes him feel that he is still alive.

The old madman who adopted himself died two days ago, and before leaving, he still talked about the honor that once belonged to the Xingtian family, and told him to live well, and then become a strong man, so that this big seal exudes the brilliance it deserves.

"I'm sorry, old madman, I don't think there's a chance to help you make your wish come true!" thought to himself, and couldn't help but smile a little bitterly on his face, and his body was about to start to stink.

Half a month ago, Liu Zihong was still an aspiring young man in the Chinese Department who had just graduated from university in Earth China, but that car accident brought him into this world and became a teenage beggar.

And the old madman, an old beggar, sixty or seventy years old, shared the food he had worked so hard to beg for every day with this dying body, and was finally carried back two days ago and thrown in front of Liu Zihong.

After being whipped on his body, his skin was opened, and white bones could be seen in many places, but the result was the same as Liu Zihong thought, just half an hour later, the old madman took his last breath and left the big seal to him, saying a lot of things, which made Liu Zihong couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Now that he is finally going to die, maybe he should have been a dead man, with a little loneliness on his face, Liu Zihong closed his eyes again, the corpse of the old madman not far away smelled and disgusting, but no one cared here, except for those hungry wild dogs and flies.

A crescent moon appeared in the depths of his mind, and the two warriors who threw the old madman back had this mark on their clothes, which were imprinted in Liu Zihong's heart, but what is the use, what is the use!

Liu Zihong's calm expression suddenly began to struggle, the old madman worked hard to take care of himself for so long, and finally paid the price of his life, not so that he would die like this, in fact, he was unwilling in his heart.

Receiving instructions from the brain, it's like a soldier receiving an order for war, and every cell in his body begins to struggle desperately, no one wants to become food in the mouths of those wild dogs, or turn into a bunch of disgusting maggots.

The eyes that were originally closed were reopened, and he moved his body with difficulty, he hadn't eaten for three days, and his body was like pressing two hundred pounds, and that feeling of powerlessness caused him a lot of trouble.

Looking back at the corpse of the old madman, Liu Zihong began to climb under the big tree not far away, the temperature exceeded forty degrees, and the ground was hot, but he was still squirming with difficulty, like a huge insect, humble but stubborn.

The short distance of more than ten meters, like a moat, lies between life and death, and the speed that is so slow that the turtle laughs at it is Liu Zihong racing against his own life.

Snow-white dresses, floating on the ground, and walking without a speck of dust, even the dilapidated garbage heaps and stench will be left behind for a while.

There were a dozen beggars scattered along the street, and it fell silent in an instant, but no one looked up to see what she looked like, as if it was a kind of blasphemy to look at her.

Just a dozen meters in front of her, a body that was almost indistinguishable from a corpse was moving slowly, and four or five meters long blood marks were dragged out on the ground behind him, which could be seen from his direction, the target was the shade of the tree, and there were blood stains on his elbows, fingers, and legs, and each struggle and squirming was only a few centimeters away.

Suddenly, she felt like crying, and there was a hint of wanting to melt on her iceberg-like face, but she quickly controlled her emotions.

However, that stubborn and stubborn figure hovered in her heart, and she couldn't erase it no matter what.

With a simple hand decision, the exclusive spells and moisturizing techniques of the water warlock fell on Liu Zihong, and it was only an instant from the beginning to the end, so that Liu Zihong didn't notice it.

Feeling that he had regained some strength, he climbed towards the shade of the tree in ecstasy, although it was still very slow, but it was enough for him to win the war against death.

threw his body heavily on the slightly cool ground, put his face on it, and greedily breathed the little cool air from the earth, making Liu Zihong feel that he was a living person again.

A slender, plain white hand appeared in front of him, without the slightest blood, and the breath of water made Liu Zihong couldn't help but turn his head, and the first thing that came to mind was the hand, the finger was the size of a water balloon and a walnut.

He opened his dry lips with difficulty, let the water balloon enter his mouth, and stretched out his tongue to lick it, but unexpectedly, it licked the girl's white jade-like fingers, which made Qianshan Duxue feel a little strange.

After dozens of seconds, Liu Zihong felt that he had regained some energy, his eyes raised and looked carefully at the girl squatting in front of him, with a grateful smile on his face.

"The grace of saving my life, I will never dare to forget it in this life!, but if I ask for something, go to the soup and go to the fire, and never give up!" "The body recovered quickly with the help of moisturizing techniques, and Liu Zihong barely supported his body, making his speech feel formal.

Qianshan Twilight was slightly stunned, she didn't know how many people she had helped, but whether it was a commoner or a beggar, except for knowing that she kowtowed on the ground, no one had ever said this, which made her feel that she was not helping a beggar, but a prince in distress, just like those stories that circulated in the market.

I unconsciously thought of myself in my mind, that family, that marriage, that fiancé who was not as good as a pig and a dog, and then looked at the dirty young man in front of me, and my heart was instantly full of loss, and I shook my head, no one can help me, no one!

From her pocket, she took out a white brocade and handed it over: "Live well!" This was the first time she spoke, and her yellow warbler-like voice instantly broke Liu Zihong's spiritual defense.

"Can I ask you for a favor?" Seeing that the other party got up and was about to leave, Liu Zihong hurriedly spoke, no matter whether the other party helped or not, he had to speak, maybe there would be no chance in the future.

"Hmm!" Fortunately, Qianshan Duxue agreed without hesitation, and looked at Liu Zihong's gaze, it was the old madman's body that had turned stinky, and he instantly understood.

"Who is he?" Qianshan Twilight condensed two handprints, and the water fell on the corpse, and the white face had an abnormal flush, but the effect was obvious, the flies and maggots on the corpse were swept away, and even the decay was recovering.

"He's my grandfather!" Liu Zihong was depressed and his voice was very depressed, the old madman did not fulfill his wish when he was alive, and now it has finally come true.