Liu Lao didn't seem to see Feng Ye's movements, he didn't take him to heart from the beginning. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"The trouble I am not afraid of is the trouble I have to do, and if it can give me a good name and get me what I want, I will never turn it down. ”

He paused, then opened his eyes and looked at Feng Ye and said.

"But if someone else is causing me trouble, and it's an endless amount of trouble, then I'm sure it will go away with the person who caused it. ”

This sentence seemed to be like a poisonous snake disappearing into the grass and making a sound of grass and trees breaking, which made Feng Zhi's heart palpitate and terrified, and he hurriedly said: "I can help you do this, but I want his life!"

When he said this, he bit his shriveled lips, as if he was about to get blood, his eyes were about to burst out, and the blood had been dwelling in his sockets for a long time, but at this moment it seemed to be about to wander out, showing the hatred in his heart in front of them.

Liu Lao was slightly surprised, but his tone that had been flat finally became solemn at this moment-

"He can't die. ”

Feng Ye was slightly surprised, he didn't hear what Liu Lao was talking about at the beginning, and only faintly heard the name of Wang Xuan outside the door before entering. Of course, if he had known everything, he might have been a cold corpse by now.

"Then I want him to be in pain. His gloomy eyes lit up again.

"As long as you help us lure him out, the rest of the nature will be at your disposal, and we naturally don't care about the girl's life or death. Wu Yong took over the conversation, and he said coldly.

Feng Ye finally got what he wanted, as long as he could make Wang Xuan miserable, he was willing to do anything. The seeds of hatred had been planted deep in his heart that night, and by this moment they had completely sprouted and broken through the ground!

He walked out of the pawn shop satisfied, only Baizihe's face seemed to be unable to move his mood, or perhaps his mood was too complicated to describe with expressions.

Shame, relief, expectation, and loneliness are mixed together, and perhaps the only thing left is to face. Bai Zihe thought to himself, not knowing whether he thought about himself or Wang Xuan, and he felt sympathy for the man who had never been masked.

The door of the pawn shop opened again, Wu Yong and Wu Ban were still wiping the table, and Bai Zihe was standing at the counter and making calculations. It seems that nothing has happened, and it seems that everything is about to happen.

Time seemed to start to speed up, and in the blink of an eye it was the next day.

The weather is fine, the sun is lazy, the passers-by are pleasant, feeling the last traces of early summer, and the leaves on the trees are beginning to show withered colors.

Today is the day to go to the temple to pray for blessings, and the Feng family seems to have recovered soon after the death of Steward Zhang. Shangguan Shanyue has seen too many joys and sorrows, and he can easily suppress his sadness in the bottom of his heart, with a look of fortitude and sophistication on his face, as well as the unique spirit of the city lord.

In the eyes of outsiders, the Shangguan family has not suffered anything, they are still the Shangguan family in the eyes of the people, the city lord's mansion that supports the entire Chosen City.

But Shangguan Mountain can be relieved, it does not mean that everyone in the Shangguan family can be relieved.

Xiao Yue had a pimple in her heart, she didn't believe that Steward Zhang, who had always loved and indulged her, would have to leave her forever. Steward Zhang's cold body was like a netherworld fire, burning into her heart, completely seducing out the fear in her heart.

A twelve-year-old girl, after mourning for the deceased, the first person she thinks of is the person she cares about the most, but she doesn't know how he is doing-Wang Xuan.

She worries at home and grieves at home. However, the cold wall could not answer her, the pink curtain could not listen to her words, and even her favorite doll was in her arms at the moment, as if it was absorbing the warmth in her body. She couldn't stand the sorrow alone in this dim and narrow space, and a warm rainbow-like light scattered in front of the window, shattering into petals of neon-colored flowers. Her eyes lit up suddenly, and she finally had a place to go.

In the past, when my mother was there, I liked to pray for my father's blessing and safety, and Xiaoyue walked out of the city lord's mansion lightly with such careful thoughts. When you are grounded, do what you want to do.

She wore a thin dress to cover herself tightly, glad that it was not too hot, otherwise she would have covered her with a lot of prickly heat. In addition, she also brought a small straw hat used in fishing, which could cover her fair face, and she looked like a small person in the rivers and lakes.

Xiao Yue felt a little guilty in her heart, the sorrow she had accumulated in her heart turned into the little girl's joy at this time, maybe it was evaporated by the light like a colorful glow, or maybe it was covered by the young heart.

She liked the feeling very much, the feeling of being able to do something for the king's choice, although it didn't have any effect and no meaning. But who can say no? The thoughts of the girl's family are the most precious treasures in the world, but some people forget to feel them because of their unpeaceful hearts.

She had walked in a quarter of an hour the journey of two quarters of an hour, and everything on the side of the road had been ignored by her, and the smell of her favorite braised chicken with ghee filled the street, but it was like air in front of her, and the hoarse cries of the beggars begging by the roadside were like a breeze blowing and could not stir the slightest wave in her heart.

All she had in her eyes was the quaint temple and the wonderful people she was thinking about.

The beggar had been following her, and his severed calf rubbed against the ground and blood flowed from the ground, but he didn't seem to feel any pain at all. Just holding the bowl with both hands, moving his thighs quickly, he kept following behind Xiao Yue, and shouted loudly: "Okay, okay!"

Bleeding all over the ground, it seems that he is not begging, but dying. With his wounds mixed with dust and his eyes pale, he knelt out of the window, holding a broken bowl above his head with both hands, repeating and hoarse.

A quarter of an hour later, Satsuki finally came to her senses after praying for the king's choice. She heard the sound of begging at the door, but it was more like a moan, a sign of hunger.

At a trott, she went out of the door of the temple, and when she saw that there was not a single copper coin in the broken bowl, and saw the dried blood on the ground, she immediately burst into tears.

Outside the temple that saves the world, the little girl is crying, the beggar is hoarse, the sun is warm, and the breeze is coming.

She didn't know what bloody pain was, she could feel that the person in front of her was hungry, and he needed not only sympathy, but also care.

After reacting, she ran to a hundred meters away to buy roast chicken and a small jar of wine, and staggered back soon.

Because she knows that hungry people don't need money, but food and water.

Luckily, she brought enough money with her, but unfortunately, it got her into the most troublesome trouble.