The little beggar sniffled and said, "They say that my parents colluded with the spies of Wind Chime Island!"

When Ling Han heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, looked at the little beggar carefully, and tried hard to recall that this beggar was somewhat similar to someone he had come into contact with. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

I just thought about it for a long time, and there was no one like this little beggar's relatives.

Ling Han asked, "Are you a member of the Immortal Wine clan?"

The little beggar shook his head and said, "I'm not, I'm a horse herder, in the past, there were many horses in the family, but they were all snatched away by those sergeants!"

Ling Han was relieved when he heard the little beggar say that he was not from the Immortal Wine Clan, it seemed that nothing major had happened in the Immortal Wine Clan.

It's just that the little beggar said that he was a horse herder, but Ling Han had no contact with the horse herding clan at all, so why would those soldiers frame the little beggar's family?

Ling Han looked at the little beggar's eyes, and suddenly seemed to have entered the memory of the little beggar, and watched a sturdy middle-aged man surrounded by several sergeants, and slashed at each other in a chaotic manner.

Then, a woman threw herself on the body of the middle-aged man, who was lying in a pool of blood, and also drew a knife and killed herself. A young man, dragged by the sergeants, was taken far away and disappeared, and all this was seen by the little beggar, who had been spared by hiding in a tall haystack.

The little beggar's house was set on fire, and in a short time the once warm nest was burned to ashes, and the sergeants, shouting excitedly, led the horses from the stable.

Finally, another sergeant threw the torch on the haystack where the little beggar was hiding.

Ling Han couldn't help but shout, "Little friend, run away!"

Ling Han fixed his eyes and saw that the little beggar was looking at him, Ling Han looked left and right again, and there was no one else. It turned out to be just an illusion.

The little beggar seemed to sense that Ling Han had infiltrated his memory, but he sensed that Ling Han had no malicious intent, so he asked, "Did you see it?

Ling Han nodded and said, "I saw it, but how did you escape, the fire was so fierce?"

The little beggar said, "At first, it was hot and choking under the haystack, and I couldn't help but run away." But next to the haystack were all those livestock, and I was afraid that it would fall into their hands, so I felt that even if I was burned to death, it was better than being killed by them, so I lay on my stomach in the haystack, motionless. Later, it rained heavily, and I was saved!"

Ling Han stroked the little beggar's head, and couldn't help but feel a sense of sympathy.

"Then you don't have any other relatives?" Ling Han asked.

"Most of my people were killed by the soldiers, and the rest fled, I don't know where they fled! The little beggar said, his eyes full of disappointment.

Ling Han thought of what he saw from the little beggar's eyes, and what he could confirm was that those who killed people were all disciples of the Eternal Life Sect, as for why he wanted to kill the little beggar's clan, Ling Han guessed that there was only one possibility, and that was to plunder.

Horses are a rare domestic animal in this immortal realm, and this kind of domestic animal is not only convenient for travel, but also an unparalleled tool for marching and fighting. After all, every sergeant of the Eternal Life Gate may not have such a wonderful footwork as Ling Han.

This horse herding clan, the clan is scarce, but it has the most horses in this immortal domain, and it is naturally a piece of fat in the eyes of the eternal life gate, and it is eaten quickly.

It was for this reason that the little beggar's family could not escape the doom of being exterminated by the Eternal Life Gate.

Ling Han looked at the little beggar and suddenly remembered that the fate of this little beggar was still a little similar to himself, that is, the things he carried on his body were all things that others longed for. The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty.

Seeing that Ling Han didn't speak, the little beggar licked his chapped lips, as if he had just said a little too much, and he was also a little tired.

Ling Han couldn't bear it in his heart, so he said, "Little brother, you wait here first, I'll go in and see if I can get something to eat!"

The little beggar hurriedly said, "Don't go, you'll be kicked out by the shop!"

Ling Han said: "It's just that I don't have anything to eat here, it's good to go in and try your luck!"

The little beggar suddenly rolled up his sleeves and dropped his arms.

When Ling Han saw it, the little beggar's arm was actually covered with scars, one blue and one purple. Ling Han hurriedly asked, "Is this ...... How did you get that?"

The little beggar said, "It's the shopkeeper who beat me, and they won't let me beg here!"

A cloud of anger suddenly rose in Ling Han's heart, and he thought: This shopkeeper is really black-hearted, and he actually gave such a heavy hand to a lonely child!

Ling Han said in a loud voice: "Little brother, it's okay, you just wait here, and I will get justice for you in a while!"

The little beggar glanced at Ling Han, still a little incredulous, first, he couldn't believe that Ling Han was so concerned about himself when they met in Pingshui, and second, he couldn't believe that Ling Han would have such a ability to get justice for himself. You know, the store is not a good type, and it is not so easy to get along with. Not to mention seeking justice for yourself, even if you get a piece of bread back, it is also like seeking skin with a tiger, and I am afraid that you will inevitably be beaten by a fat meal.

Ling Han strode into the 'Immortal Wine Residence'.

When the shopkeeper saw someone entering the store, he hurriedly greeted him, and said with a smile: "Guest officer, you are here, please take a seat, come and have something, I have a hundred years of immortal wine here!"

When the diners in the Xianjiuju saw someone entering the store, they all put down their wine glasses and carefully looked at the visitors in the middle of the night, some wanted to see if the guests who entered the restaurant so late were their acquaintances, and if they were acquainted, they wanted to call them and drink a few glasses; some wanted to see what was sacred to this lonely person who entered the Xianjiuju.

But as soon as those people saw Ling Han, his appearance was not good, and he was a new face, they all lost interest and began to eat and drink nonsense again. The young man in only one corner glanced at Ling Han twice, and then started to drink again.

Ling Han also looked around the house, only to see a few tables messily placed in the room, as well as many diners and drinkers, a short and fat man who looked like a shopkeeper, was "crackling" behind the counter and knocking the abacus crisply, without raising his head, and did not look at Ling Han at all.

The shopkeeper was clever, wiped a table leaning against the middle with the rag on his shoulder, wiped it a few times, and said, "Guest officer, please take a seat! I don't know what the guest officer wants?"

Ling Han glanced at the shopkeeper, then sat down next to the square table and said, "What signature dishes do you have here?"

The shopkeeper said: "Guest officer, we have freshly cooked beef here, as well as fat chicken, with a hundred years of immortal wine, it is really good!" The shopkeeper said, licking his lips and salivating.

Ling Han said: "Then cut me two catties of beef, and take it away in Bao Erjin, the same is true for the fat chicken, wrap one, and put one on it!

The shopkeeper glanced at Ling Han and was overjoyed, he didn't expect that in the middle of the night, there would be such a high roller. However, the shopkeeper is also a shrewd person, seeing that although Ling Han is neatly dressed, he has no baggage, and he doesn't know if Ling Han is really a high roller, so he asked tentatively: "Guest officer, my fat chicken here is enough for three catties, can you eat it alone?"

Ling Han said: "I still have a friend, I'll be here in a while!"

When the shopkeeper heard this, it turned out that this person still had friends to drink with, so naturally he didn't have to worry about the wine money, but he still asked a little uneasy: "This guest officer, when will your friend arrive?"

Ling Han glared and said, "What, are you afraid that I won't be able to pay for your wine?" To be honest, Ling Han was also eating this overlord meal for the first time, and he was still a little nervous in his heart, but when he thought about this immortal wine, he was not very angry and oppressed the weak, so he really wanted to take care of this shop.

"No, no, how dare the little one, the little one is just afraid, when the wine and food come up, the guest officer's friends don't come, then the beef and fat chicken are cold, and it won't taste good!" explained the shopkeeper.

Ling Han said: "You don't have to worry about this, after your wine and food come up, my guests will arrive!"

"Okay! Guest officer, wait a minute!" The shopkeeper put the white rag on his shoulder, and said in a loud voice: "Four catties of good beef, two catties, two catties, two fat chickens, one one, one bag, and one jar of wine!"

The kitchen immediately responded: "Four catties of good beef, two catties, two catties, two fat chickens, one on one, one on the bun, and one jar of wine!"

Finally, the shopkeeper who was hiding behind the counter raised his head and glanced at Ling Han, who was sitting in the middle, and then buried his head again and continued to play his calculations.

Just for a moment, the shopkeeper came up with beef and fat chicken in one hand and a jar of immortal wine in the other, and shouted as he walked: "Be careful as a guest officer, be careful of the oil!"

The shopkeeper said that, trotted all the way, and the two plates he was holding were stable and placed in front of Ling Han.

Seeing that Ling Han's appetite was good, the few tables next to him couldn't help but look sideways when they asked for a jar of wine, and they were all thinking in their hearts: There was such a high-roller in this Wangxiang City, why have you never seen it?

Ling Han looked at the steaming beef and fat chicken, and a fragrance came to his nose. Since being placed under house arrest by the Eternal Life Gate, although he didn't have to starve, Ling Han hadn't eaten such a sumptuous dinner for a long time, and he looked really greedy.

But Ling Han knew that he was not here to eat and drink, but to stand up for the little beggar, so he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "Little second brother, there is still something to ask you for!"

When the shopkeeper heard this, he hurriedly leaned down and said, "Guest officer, if you have any orders, just say, what kind of wine and food do you want, and the little one will prepare!"

Ling Han said: "I don't need to add more wine and food, I am bothering the second brother to invite someone for me!"