Sell baked cakes, sell baked cakes, a penny. ”

"Buns, buns, big, fragrant buns. ”

"Rock sugar gourd, rock sugar gourd, a penny a string. ”

"I want rock sugar gourd, mother??? , I want rock sugar gourd???" A little girl dragged a gorgeous lady to the vendor who bought rock sugar gourds.

The lady couldn't grind the little girl, so she smiled helplessly, and said softly to the little girl: "Good, good, good, my mother will buy it for you, and my mother will buy it for you." The little girl was overjoyed to hear this, but she dragged her mother to the peddler.

In a dirty corner of the busy street, it was impossible to see where a man with a disheveled hair was doing, but from the arms and feet peeking out of the tattered clothes, it was certain that the man was not very old.

Wherever the little girl passed, she happened to see the young man, and her big eyes were full of fear, but there was more pity in the fear. She looked at the rock sugar gourd in her hand, and then at the young man who was sitting in the corner.

"This big brother is so pitiful,??" As he spoke, he plucked one of the several rock sugar gourds in his hand and handed it to the young man who was sitting recliningly. The little girl's action provoked the hand of the young man, who was originally motionless, to move slightly, and he raised a dirty face, and the corners of his eyes moved slightly. Look at the little girl.

This is Yanchen, he doesn't know how he got here, he was obviously destroyed by the head of the Fairy Sword Sect, why is he still lying here safely. And there is not a trace of scarring, but the body seems to be very stiff, and it is difficult to move.

One of the more strange things that made him strange was that now he could be sure that he was still a vampire, but in broad daylight, he was not afraid of the sun, but was able to bask in the sun. It's just that the body is relatively stiff and can't move at all, and it's as stiff as a stone.

The movement of his head startled the little girl who was handing him a rock sugar gourd. The little girl took a few steps back in fear, and a rock sugar gourd fell to the ground. is looking at Yanchen nervously.

Yanchen squeezed out a few words with difficulty: "Are you sure to give it to me?" The little girl nodded in fear, at this time his mother came from behind, saw her daughter standing in front of Yanchen, quickly pulled her aside, looked at Yanchen with a nervous face, and saw that Yanchen had no reaction, so she pulled her daughter away with confidence.

Yanchen also heard the noble lady whispering to the girl: "You can't talk to strangers like this in the future,??????" Yanchen moved his head with difficulty, looking at the rock sugar gourd on the ground, and a little strange appeared in his eyes. Swallowing his saliva, indeed, he has been here for almost two days, although he doesn't understand the world, but he hasn't eaten or drunk for two days, and he is already hungry. It's not that he doesn't want to look for food and drink. It's that since waking up in this corner, my body has been stiff, and it's hard to move my fingers. Not to mention finding something to eat.

I tried to move my head, like the rock sugar gourd on the ground, but I still couldn't move anywhere and it hurt to death. I can only give up silently. Yanchen looked at the rock sugar gourd, swallowed his saliva again, still didn't give up, and mustered up his best strength to move over there. But a little farther than just now.

But he still didn't give up, and continued a few times, getting closer and closer to the rock sugar gourd, although it was already very painful, the green calendar on his forehead was clearly visible, which showed how hard it was. But seeing myself approaching step by step, I couldn't help but feel joy in my heart.

Just as his mouth was about to approach the rock sugar gourd, a black hand grabbed the rock sugar gourd, and it disappeared. Yanchen raised his head with difficulty, and saw a young beggar looking at Yanchen with his hands raised, and a few little beggars following him. See how hard he looks.

He snorted a little in his nose and laughed at Yanchen: "Yo, the wooden beggar also wants to eat?" provoked several little beggars behind him to laugh together.

A few beggars sarcastically sneered a few goose dust, plus a few feet of one person, and left together humming a little song. But after they left, they didn't see Yanchen's hateful eyes resurface, but his stiff body made it difficult for him to move.

These beggars have not come to him once or twice, just two days ago, when they woke up, they also woke up the wild goose dust, saying that they would charge some protection money, this chassis is theirs, and they will be charged for begging here. If it weren't for the fact that it was difficult for the wild goose dust to even move, it would have bitten them to death a long time ago. For no other reason than that he is a vampire, and his four teeth are longer and sharper than others.

Then he resumed where Yanchen was quietly oblique, and a few of the people passing by on the street occasionally looked at him, but most of them walked over disapplauded, seeing that there were more beggars like Yanchen sitting and begging, and it was not strange to see it.

In the middle of the night, the moonlight shone obliquely, and now there was no one on the street, and the silence could even be heard clearly by the squeak of the festival rats.

Still in that corner, Yanchen looked at the moonlight outside with pale lips, and his eyes flashed with a little green light, like beast-like eyeballs, making people see straight hair. But there was a weak look in his eyes, like a beast about to die.

"What can I do if I die twice and live again? Now it's even more miserable, I can't even move. Yanchen looked at his body bitterly, he had too much unwillingness.

He hasn't gone back to his own world, and he hasn't said sorry to his loved ones. He hasn't said three to his former crush: I love you to come. He has no revenge even more.

But what can it be? It's not the same.

Suddenly, Yanchen felt that his mind was dizzy, his eyes were white, and he had no strength to even move his stiff body, and he understood that this was a prelude to being starved to death.

Thinking of the previous life, compared to the present, it is really good, I don't know how to cherish it at all, maybe this is a person who is about to die about his feelings before death. After a while, he felt that his mind was starry, and it was no wonder that a person who had not eaten for more than three days was already a great ability to survive until now.

Just when he closed his eyes and was about to die, the wild cat, who didn't know where it came from, walked past him, and the cat had a mouse in its mouth, and the mouse was dead, but the mouse's wound was still dripping blood, and it seemed that he had just died.

The wild cat passed by the corner of the wild goose dust with a mouse in its mouth, and seemed to feel that there was something alive, and its hair stood up violently, and it barked at the wild goose dust in the corner, as if it had encountered a big prey, and issued a challenge. But the wildcat shrugged for a moment, feeling unresponsive. Picking up the rat in his mouth, he swept into the night.

Yan Chen, who was already starving to death, suddenly moved his stiff nose, as if he smelled something. The closed eyes opened suddenly, a pair of green eyes stared straight at the ground, breathing rapidly, and a pair of green eyes shot out of a look of great longing.

Even today's rock sugar gourd didn't let him ???? like this For there were a few drops of bright red blood on the ground that had not dried up: rat blood.

Maybe it's driven by **, the body has strength again, and the stiffness is that the body is also moving towards those few drops of rat blood that have not dried up, step by step.