Out of the inn, Long Xiaotian and Ye Hangyu walked towards the border of the Star Continent.

Each plane exists independently, if you want to go to other planes, you can only go to the border, ask the plane guardian, send yourself out of the plane, and then trouble the guardian of the other plane to accept yourself. Of course, if you can get along with the Plane Guardian, you can contact him anywhere: after all, the entire plane is under the guardianship of the Plane Guardian.

As for Xiaoqing, they said when they were at the inn that everyone would go separately. When they feel the time is right, they will naturally show up.

It was the same in any direction he went, so Long Xiaotian asked Ye Hangyu which direction he wanted to go. Ye Hangyu thought for a while, then raised his head, looked at Long Xiaotian, and looked serious: "Let's go forward, don't turn back, don't take detours." ”

So, the two of them walked straight forward.

Of course, if you are just in a hurry, it is a very boring and time-wasting thing. What's more, even if you can really go to the border, you don't have enough strength to contact the Guardian of the Plane at all.

Therefore, the two of them walked all the way, continued to cultivate without relaxation all the way, and often exchanged ideas. Even, when encountering spirit beasts, there is a fight.

After more than half a month, Ye Hangyu broke through the second-level samurai and became a freshly baked third-level samurai. And Long Xiaotian has finally reached the middle level of a third-level warrior.

However, soon, they felt that if they relied on this method alone, it would take longer to accumulate aura, and they needed opportunities and tempering.

On this day, the two of them arrived at a small town, a town that was barely relatively wealthy: it was just a little bigger, a little more populous, and a little more varied.

Ye Hangyu is just a 12-year-old child, he has never seen much of the world, this is the first town they encountered after leaving Mofeng Town. So, his eyes are not enough. If it weren't for the fear that Long Xiaotian would be deceived by the bad guys, I'm afraid that he wouldn't just be holding Long Xiaotian's hand now, but running around.

As for the matter of holding hands, Long Xiaotian didn't agree at first: If people knew that the dignified Heaven Devouring Monarch was holding hands with other men, wouldn't he laugh at the dead?

However, he couldn't bear Ye Hangyu's hard work, hard and soft, bitter words, and tearful eyes, Long Xiaotian could only acquiesce: forget it, there are so many embarrassing things, and I don't care about such a thing. Otherwise, if you really cry, you will be in trouble.

However, regarding Ye Hangyu's plan to drag him around, Long Xiaotian resolutely, certainly, and must disagree in various ways: I'm not a child, I can't run at all, and I can't pretend.

However, Ye Hangyu is a genuine child who has never seen the world. The colorful world soon filled his little head, and slowly, he let go of Long Xiaotian's hand, and slowly, he ran to the front alone.

In the crowd, Long Xiaotian suddenly found that Ye Hangyu was gone.

It's troublesome now, I knew it earlier, and I agreed to let him hold hands and run away just now.

Isn't it just a shame? I've been embarrassed so many times, do you still care about this once? What kind of stubbornness do you have? Now it's okay, people are lost.

So, crowding the crowd to find Ye Hangyu, Long Xiaotian was worried, scared, angry, and regretful.

Just when Long Xiaotian lost his patience and was about to use his aura to fly into the air to look for it, he finally saw Ye Hangyu.

Although it was just a stupid back standing there, Long Xiaotian was sure that that person was Ye Hangyu.

So, I ran over quickly.

When I got closer, I found that beside the crowded street, there were some begging beggars kneeling sporadically, of different ages and different degrees of disability.

And these people can't arouse the attention of passers-by at all: there is no way, these people are really fixed, forming a kind of occupation. Except for outsiders, almost no one gives money anymore.

And now, Ye Hangyu was standing in front of a little beggar, standing there stunned.

It was a poor child: he had no hair, a pothole on the top of his head, and half of his face drooping. There is no eyebrow above the left eye, his left eye socket is empty, without eyeballs, black holes, the left half of his face hangs loosely without muscular traction, the left half of his nose hangs loosely there, in a terrible contrast with the firmness of the right, the left half of his lips are thick, but he has lost the traction of his muscles and sags weakly, and even the flesh of his left chin hangs there like dead pork.

Not only his face, but also his left arm and thigh were not properly developed, so thin and small, like chicken legs and chicken feet.

If his ** is enough to make people sigh, then his look is enough to make people sigh: it is a kind of dead silence, a kind of barren dead silence after the grassland is burned by the roots, the sky is dim, there is no color, the earth seems to have scabbed, and there is no hope of green leaves.

Yes, children have always been synonymous with hope, but what a sigh it should be when a child itself represents despair.

Come to think of it, the reason why Ye Hangyu stayed was because he was full of pity.

Long Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward and grabbed Ye Hangyu's left hand, and took a closer look to see that he was not injured, so he was relieved: "Why did you run here?"

Long Xiaotian thought that he had spoken softly, but in fact, he was still as indifferent as before. It's just that Ye Hangyu has long been used to it. He turned his head to look at Long Xiaotian, his eyes were full of pain: "You see he is so pitiful." ”

It turned out that compassion was overflowing.

Long Xiaotian pulled Ye Hangyu and wanted to leave: "I think you are more pitiful." ”

However, Ye Hangyu dragged desperately, but he refused to go, holding Long Xiaotian with both hands, and his whole body leaned back: "He is really pitiful, let's help him." ”

Long Xiaotian had no choice: "How are you going to help him?"

Ye Hangyu shook his head: "Give him the gold coins, he won't be able to keep it, he will be robbed." ”

Our Sky Devouring Monarch has never been a patient person, except for Ye Hangyu, even his biological parents have not enjoyed his soft words and coaxing: "But, you see, the two of us are just children, how can we bring another child?"

I don't know when it started, Ye Hangyu used to take care of Long Xiaotian all the time, but it became Long Xiaotian's pet and accommodation to Ye Hangyu.

Ye Hangyu's eyes lit up, his big eyes flickered and looked at Long Xiaotian, his face full of excitement: "You are still smart, I haven't thought of how to help him just now." You're right, we can take him away, and then we'll take care of him. ”

Ye Hangyu's big eyes flickered and flickered, and Long Xiaotian's heart was crisp. However, what he said made Long Xiaotian feel as if he was in an ice cellar: "Are you crazy? How can we take two children, one is 9 years old and the other is 12 years old?"

Ye Hangyu let go of Long Xiaotian's hand, smiled brightly, and circled around the child: "Find a rope later, I'll carry him." ”

Long Xiaotian's face was as gloomy as before the rainstorm: "No." ”

Ye Hangyu looked at him curiously: "Why not? He is only a four or five-year-old child, I can take care of him." Didn't I take care of you?"

Long Xiaotian couldn't explain why he couldn't, he also understood that he was indeed taken care of by Ye Hangyu, but he just didn't allow Ye Hangyu to take care of others: "You just take care of me alone." "That's a very unreasonable reason.

However, Ye Hangyu doesn't care, it's just a child's temper. He was already thinking about how to take care of the dirty child in front of him, and how to rebuild his confidence in life.

Long Xiaotian was sure that Ye Hangyu was serious, and there was no way: although Ye Hangyu accommodated him, he was stubborn in many of the things he believed.

"Then if you want to take people away, you have to ask their opinions. Long Xiaotian had already discovered that the discussion between the two of them was in full swing, but the child was deadly silent, as if the world had nothing to do with him.

Ye Hangyu thinks about it, it's right, you have to ask other people's opinions.

Therefore, Ye Hangyu squatted down, looking like a big brother, and smiled kindly, laughing so much that Long Xiaotian was angry: "Little brother, are you willing to go with our brother? In the future, we will take care of you." ”

However, as if the child had heard nothing, his empty right eye passed through the crowd and could not find his way.

Ye Hangyu was a little sad, and more distressed. He raised his head and looked at Long Xiaotian, his pitiful eyes defeated Long Xiaotian: he knew that Long Xiaotian would definitely be able to.

Although I don't know why, Ye Hangyu just believes: If it is Long Xiaotian, then it will definitely be possible, no matter what it is.

Well, his fawn-like eyes defeated Long Xiaotian.

Long Xiaotian frowned and looked at the little kid in front of him, and really looked down on him at all: "You are just physically disabled, is it necessary?"

The child still didn't respond.

Ye Hangyu muttered beside him: "What do you mean but a physical disability? That's not miserable enough? It's pitiful." ”

Although Long Xiaotian heard Ye Hangyu's muttering, he didn't intend to pay attention to it: "Sitting here every day, you should have heard that there is a kind of person who can reshape his body and mind." ”

The child still didn't respond.

Ye Hangyu muttered beside him: "Nonsense, of course I've heard of it, the question is, how can I touch it, even if I do, who is willing to accept it." ”

Although Long Xiaotian heard Ye Hangyu's muttering, he didn't intend to pay attention to it: "What if I say, I can teach you?"

The child's eyes were still empty, but his head was turned.

Ye Hangyu's eyes lit up suddenly: "Yes, why didn't I think of it? "I don't know when it started, as long as Long Xiaotian was by his side, Ye Hangyu became more and more lazy to think.

Long Xiaotian's deep voice seemed to penetrate the crowd and the limitations of the plane, reaching the sky: "My life is up to me!"