"Is the Hong family abandoned?"

"But what does it have to do with us."

"Abandonment has always been low-key, and there is no conflict between the Hong family and us.

Although Bai Shi is at the bottom, he is older and more experienced than the person in front of him, and he obviously expected this statement.

Bai Shi does not talk about the stakes first, but directly talks about the solution.

"There will be nine new forces in Lingshan, and I am ready to unite the three to attack and kill Hong Jiali and Chen Bai."

"Everyone acts with masks, not with their own utensils, and no one knows who did it."

"Afterwards, even if the cultivation of abandonment is to reach the sky, it is impossible to kill all the forces."

The reason why Bai Shiyi said the method first was to solve the other party's worries.

"As for why you attacked and killed these two..."

Bai Shiyi paused for a long time when he said this, sighed, and then got up and continued: "Once the abandonment and the Hong family are united, then there will be no forces in the entire Lingshan that can be balanced. ”

"Moreover, whether it is urging abandonment or the Hong family, they are too upright."

For negotiations, Bai Shi is obviously even better.

It's enough to talk to this extent, leaving some room for the other party to use their imagination.

After Bai Shiyi finished speaking, both sides fell into deep thought, and the surroundings suddenly became excessively quiet.

It was a long time before the voice sounded.

"Yes, but the disciples who are urged to abandon it will have to be killed by you yourself."

Kill the Hong family, the threat of the Hong family is not big.

But if you kill the disciple who is abandoned, you need to face the abandonment and Meng Yueyue.

Who dares.

.….….…

The geese return to the city.

The street chiefs of each block organized, and the guards of the Yangui City supervised it, and the people of the Hong family walked around the city, decimetres.

Smoke rises in various neighborhoods of Yangui City.

The rice is fragrant.

.….….…

The snow is still there.

Ji Guangwen found someone to pick up a huge stone and make it into a stone tablet, which was high and high.

Place the stele next to the bell tower of Yangui City.

The bell tower of Yanguicheng is located in the central square of the whole city.

The donor and the number of donations are then inscribed.

Except for the first position.

At the top of the stele, Ji Guangwen personally carved two words, Chen Bai.

.….….…

Chen Bai was not idle.

Seeing that "there are frozen bones on the road", Chen Bai's whole heart was pinched.

It has nothing to do with race, no creed, no kinship, no distance.

It's just a matter of compassion.

Although the rescue is proceeding in an orderly manner, more and more people are going to the City Lord's Mansion to donate.

But Chen Bai still shuttled through the streets, for fear of missing something.

.….….…

Peng Cheng collapsed.

Slumped on the side of the road, holding a bowl of hot porridge in his hand.

Snowflakes fell on his head and on his shoulders like ice thorns piercing his heart.

The hot porridge in his hand, this moment is not a salvation, but a mockery.

Peng Cheng cried.

It is said that men don't flick when they have tears, let alone a middle-aged man.

The tribulations of life are constant, and the tricks of fate are endless.

Peng Cheng cried bitterly at this moment, in front of the public.

Looking at the bowl in his hand, his whole face was distorted, glaring angrily, and he asked, "Why not a day earlier?" ”

"Since you want to put porridge, why not a day earlier!"

"Just one day."

Peng Cheng had been hungry for a few days, but now, he couldn't bring this bowl of porridge to his mouth no matter what.

In his eyes, there was only resentment and unwillingness.

No one around stepped forward to help Peng Cheng up.

Human sorrow is not the same.

.….….…

Chen Bai happened to go to this place to put porridge.

Seeing Peng Cheng like this, he hurriedly stepped forward and wanted to help Peng Cheng up.

"Big brother, what's wrong?" Chen Bai squatted on the ground and asked.

Peng Cheng was still crying, looking at the bowl in his hand and yelling like crazy: "Why not a day earlier, why not a day earlier." ”

With tears in my eyes, I didn't even notice that someone was coming.

Passing by here, the Hong family who delivered rice saw Chen Bai and hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

Chen Bai just nodded, his mind was still on Peng Cheng.

Thinking that Peng Cheng had relatives who were starved to death, Chen Bai didn't know how to comfort him.

He could only sigh and pat Peng Cheng gently.

Although it was just a pat, Peng Cheng hadn't eaten for a few days after all, the bowl in his hand fell off instantly, and the porridge also fell to the ground.

Peng Cheng was not affected, his posture remained unchanged, and there were some signs of madness.

Seeing this, Chen Bai hurriedly instructed the people of the Hong family to send another bowl of porridge.

Porridge to.

But Peng Cheng didn't pick it up, and the action of holding the bowl in his hand did not change.

Chen Bai just held the bowl and squatted beside Peng Cheng.

At this time, a young man who had just finished drinking porridge put down the bowl, looked left and right, and hesitated for a while before he mustered up the courage to step forward.

Squatting beside Chen Bai, with his head down, for fear of being recognized, he said to Chen Bai: "This son, forget about him." ”

"Anyway, his family is dying, and I don't think he is far away."

Chen Bai was quite surprised when he heard this, and asked with a frown: "What do you mean to be dying?" ”

The young man did not hide it, and replied: "Peng Cheng's parents and wife are dead, and there is only one daughter left." ”

"Yesterday his daughter went to Xinghua Bridge."

"I guess I wanted to sell myself to his father for a stutter."

"But that stupid girl doesn't know, going to Xinghua Bridge is falling into the hands of Bai Xiaoman, and it can be regarded as going to hell."

Two words suddenly popped up in Chen Bai's mind, ants.

When people are lowly, they are not even as good as ants.

I really couldn't bear to meet this man like this before, Chen Bai opened his mouth and said to Peng Cheng: "This big brother, drink the porridge, I will accompany you to find your daughter." ”

When the young man next to him heard this, he raised his head suddenly, his body was tense, his feet were unstable, and he fell to the ground in an instant, ignoring the snow on his body, he quickly got up and fled.

It was Peng Cheng, Chen Bai's words, like a spring thunder exploding in his ears.

Peng Cheng suddenly woke up, like a drowning man, and firmly grabbed Chen Bai.

.….….…

Peng Qimeng.

The moment she ran out of the house, Peng Qimeng thought in her heart that as long as she could earn money and bring food back for her father, she would be willing to do whatever she did.

The moment she stepped onto the Xinghua Bridge, she already had some guesses about what she was going to face next, but she obviously underestimated the evil of the young man.

.….….…

The goose returns to the city, the Bai family.

The moment she was stripped naked by Bai Xiaoman's aunt and sent to Bai Xiaoman, Peng Qi dreamed that time passed too slowly.

It's even harder than starving.

But slowly, Peng Qimeng felt that she was wrong.

If she had a choice, she would rather cut her own meat and feed her father than take half a step on the Xinghua Bridge.

Later, Peng Qimeng regretted it.

Regret being a person.

As her consciousness became blurred, she thought to herself that if there was an afterlife, she would like to be an ant, or a tree.

.….….…

Bai Xiaoman looked at the girl with no skin, as if admiring his masterpiece.

The depression of the past few days has been swept away.

It's just that the girl has passed out.

Bai Xiaoman's cousin had been watching from the side and witnessed the whole process.

However, this kind of scene has been seen many times, and there is no wave.

Seeing that Bai Xiaoman was finished, she asked as usual: "Xiaoman, do you want to send it back, or do you want to collect it?" ”

Bai Xiaoman was obviously more satisfied with today's girl, and grinned and said, "Collect it." ”

The collection in Bai Xiaoman's mouth was not raised, but sunk to the pond in the backyard of his Bai family.

Just when Aunt Bai Xiaomantang was about to recruit someone to come and carry it, a servant suddenly came in a hurry.

"Young master, it's not good...."