readx;? The noisy Blizzard City is one of the largest cities in the Netherworld, inhabited by only one-third of the total human population, and the rest of the permanent population is dominated by other races. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In this world, human beings are a very rare race, and they are also the most inferior race in life. The strong are very rare, and some are also vassals of other major forces, in short, the human race is oppressed and exploited here. If it weren't for the fact that the other major forces in this world needed the human race as labor, I am afraid that the human race would have been wiped out a long time ago.

In the crowded city, there are countless voices of hawkers on the streets, some selling all kinds of snacks, some selling all kinds of weapons and clothing, and even worse, there are even human traffickers.

"Big brother, big brother, look! I just begged for some food, and we don't have to go hungry today!"

The dry little body was already skinny, with a smile on his sloppy face, holding a half-broken bowl in both hands, running to a corner, and speaking to a young man in his twenties.

Looking at this young man again, although he looked good, his clothes were in tatters, and his hair had not been washed for a long time, and there was a foul smell wafting around, and the flies next to him were flying around them. Probably because I liked the scent on their bodies.

His eyes were dull, and he didn't know what he was thinking, when he heard the boy call himself. Only then did he turn his head and look at the young man's happy face. Still expressionless. But when he saw the white rice in the young man's hand, he pounced on it like a vicious dog.

"Bang!"

The bowl in the boy's hands fell to the ground. It was crushed on the spot, and the rice grains were scattered all over the ground. But the young man didn't care at all, lying on the ground and holding the white rice with both hands and stuffing it into his mouth, lest others steal the same rice as he did.

"Big brother, slow down! No, I'll beg again!" The little beggar looked at this big brother who was not related to him in distress, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

At this time, a few more beggars came from a distance, looked at the young beggar and the little beggar, one of them was an old man, and said, "Xiao Ke." You can't bear to give up on him, you don't look at him like this, you know how to eat all day long, and nothing else. Leave him alone, or you'll starve to death sooner or later!"

It turned out that this thirteen or fourteen-year-old little beggar was named Xiao Ke, and she looked pitifully at the young man who was still greedily eating rice on the ground, and said, "Grandpa, I know it too." But after all, my eldest brother saved my life, and I can't abandon it! I must believe that the eldest brother will get better, he will definitely get better!"

Xiao Ke's eyes were full of determination, looking at the young man, hoping that he would be able to recover to the time he first saw him. He wasn't like that at that time. It's not much better, but it's not stupid or an idiot after all.

A year ago, Xiao Ke turned into a silver ingot in the Wind and Snow City. I came to a dilapidated house outside the city. But he never thought that his ingot of silver had already been topped. As soon as he entered, more than a dozen beggars older than him came in one after another. If you don't have a point, you will rob him of his money. At this time, it was the young man who appeared and helped him and saved his life, but he was also seriously injured.

When he woke up again, he became, and for a year, he also prayed to some doctors, and there was a kind doctor who looked at him and shook his head. It is said that the heart or head has been severely injured, and it is not possible to treat it with medicine if you want to recover. In this case, it may be healed in a few days, or it may be like this for the rest of your life, spending your life like a fool.

"Okay, I know that you kid has a conscience, this is the rice that grandpa got today, you can eat some too, it's okay to always skip eating!" the old beggar said and divided the rice in his hand into two portions and gave Xiao Ke one portion.

Xiao Ke was moved with tears in his eyes, he had been hungry for several days, and he didn't know how to be polite at this time. I choked up and said thank you, and began to eat it.

"Slow down, slow down! It's not enough, there's more!" the old beggar looked at Xiao Ke with a smile as if he was a starving ghost, and smiled, amiable, as if he was his own grandson.

After eating, the old beggar took Xiao Ke and the young man to the downtown streets and began to run for dinner. Xiao Ke pulls the young beggar, like pulling a child, wherever Xiao Ke goes, the young man goes, but he is very obedient.

The old beggar asked, "Little Ke, does he have any name or anything like that?"

Xiao Ke hugged the young man, thought about it carefully, and then suddenly exclaimed: "Oh, by the way, I remember that when he was in a coma, he once said to himself that he seemed to be called Weiyang! Moreover, he also shouted the names of several people from time to time! ”

He tried his best to look at the bits and pieces of the past, and said at this time.

"Oh?" the old beggar was well-informed, and knew that this might be able to know the young man's life experience, and hurriedly said: "Tell me quickly, I will help you analyze and analyze, maybe I can stimulate him and make him recover!"

As soon as he heard that the young man could recover, Xiao Ke immediately said happily: "I remember that when the eldest brother was in a coma, his whole body was hot and he had a high fever. Even the kind doctor in Dongcheng said that he couldn't survive after seeing it, unless those strong people who could go to heaven and earth transformed him into a zombie. Otherwise, even Da Luo Jin Immortal can't do anything!"

"I have no choice but to have a wet towel to cool him down every year. When he was in a coma, he would whisper the names of several people every day, what light dances, what girls, Zhu Zuo or something, all of them were some unclear names. ”

Later, though, he seemed to cry. Grandpa, you're not near, I don't know! He cried so scary, rolling tears, as if he didn't want money, I had never seen a man cry so badly. ”

The old beggar looked at the young man in a daze, with some pity in his eyes, and said: "The man doesn't flick his tears lightly, but he hasn't reached the sad place!

Xiao Ke said: "Grandpa, don't interrupt, listen to me continue to talk about it!"

"Okay! you say, you say!" The old beggar was not angry at Xiao Ke's dissatisfaction, and smiled.

Xiao Ke continued: "At this time, I don't know what my eldest brother's name is, it seems to be late at night, and I was awakened by a loud sound. I was so shocked that I thought someone was coming to rob me again. But when I calmed down, I realized that it was the eldest brother who said the dream talk. (To be continued.) )