He also said that Mu Jin and Zi Ling served him wholeheartedly, and they were loyal to the Fengwang Mansion and should be rewarded.

So King Feng generously poured out half a jar and divided it into two parts and gave it to Mu Jin and Zi Ling. The two girls blushed happily for a day, and the color did not fade.

The next day it was just dawn. Feng Xiaoqiang wanted to go quietly, not wanting to face the melancholy and sourness of separation.

But when he walked to the door, he found that Feng Wangye, Mu Jin, and Zi Ling didn't know how long they had been standing at the door.

Their hair and clothes were covered with hoarfrost. Feng Xiaoqiang stepped forward to carefully brush off the frost on Feng Wangye's body, and couldn't help but have red circles in his eyes and sour in his heart.

Feng Wang Ye touched her head: "Girl, Daddy hopes that you will soar into the sky, but I hope you are safe and smooth." Daddy no longer has a son, and he can't live without a daughter. Girl, you must come back safely to see Daddy. ”

Feng Xiaoqiang sniffed and tried to hold back the tears in his eyes: "Father, rest assured, my daughter will come back safely." Father, don't waste your cultivation, and my daughter also hopes that you will ascend to become a god as soon as possible, and our family will never be separated. ”

"Well, never separate. Dad will go to practice and strive to catch up with his daughter as soon as possible. ”

Feng Wang Ye threw down Feng Xiaoqiang and went to cultivate with fighting spirit. Mu Jin and Zi Ling said, "We don't want to be separated from the prince, and we also have to cultivate diligently." The two of them also went into the house.

Leaving Feng Xiaoqiang messy in the wind: "This ......" The parting sorrow was just hooked out, and she finally couldn't hold back from crying, why did this painting style suddenly change?

This year's winter has been exceptionally cold.

As we enter December, the north wind is raging and the snow is falling heavily.

The Black Witch Mountains were one of the poorest places outside the borders of the Yaning Empire. This area is a barren mountainous area and is not within the borders of any one country.

Most of the people living in the Black Witch Mountains are homeless vagrants and beggars, or death row prisoners who have escaped from prison, or deviants who are not tolerated by the world, and some freaks and cripples that the world regards as ominous.

It snowed heavily for a day and a night, and the snow on the ground was half a foot thick.

In front of the leveled hill wall facing south, a dilapidated wooden door was pushed open from the inside.

A dark-faced, skinny, skinny boy crawled out of the door. He was about five or six years old and wore patched singles.

The biting cold made him shiver uncontrollably, but hunger drove him to come out and find something to eat.

He had barely climbed halfway out of the doorway when he grabbed the snow from the ground and stuffed it into his mouth. He didn't seem to have drunk water in days, and his little lips were chapped and bloodshot.

A man and a woman, wearing felt hats and thick leather jackets, with their hands in their sleeves, walked up to the little boy.

The little boy cowered in fear at the sight of the two. The man looked inside the room with the doorframe, then turned to the woman and nodded.

The woman squatted down, saw the little boy's dirty appearance, and took a few steps back in disgust. At this time, the little boy called timidly: "Second uncle, second aunt." ”

The woman suddenly became angry, got up and kicked the little boy hard, and scolded: "Who is your second aunt who wastes food?" Before you were a wild cub, my eldest brother would give us half of the prey. Ever since we picked up you wild, we can't even separate a single hair. Why don't you die! ”

As she spoke, she kicked the boy again. The little boy was thin and sickly, but he could not bear the feet of this wicked woman, and his whole body convulsed in pain, but he did not dare to cry.

These two people are two demons in his eyes. often took advantage of his father's hunting to torture him, and threatened him to throw him into the wolf's den as long as he dared to sue, and let the wolves eat him.

The little boy was only six years old...... w, please keep in mind: free fastest update no anti-theft no anti-theft