"Who cares?"

There was a dark glint in the beggar's eyes.

"This Zhen family not only has great power, but also has connections with many people in the immortal family, who would dare to take that risk to do the right thing?"

The expression on Zhuo Hua's face froze, and he was a little choked for a while.

Looking at the beggar's bright and clear eyes, she suddenly realized that she had not come out of anything.

"How can there be so much justice in the world?" The beggar tugged at the corners of his mouth, his voice was neither happy nor sad, and it was as flat as a pool of stagnant water. ァ新ヤ~(8)~1~Chinese網ωωω.. còм <, domain name, remember

Zhuohua bowed her head and was silent, and after a long time, she stretched out her hand and rubbed the beggar's head, and smiled helplessly.

There were some things she didn't know how to tell him, and the powerlessness of that kind of thin power could not be described by words alone.

Is there really no way?

Actually, there is.

If everyone had come together, this cancer would have been pulled out long ago.

But where is it so easy?

The beggar's body shrank, and some resisted Zhuohua touching his head. Zhuohua pursed his lips and smiled, and took his hand down.

She reached out and handed the beggar a bag of spirit stones. "You take these." Zhuo Hua's hand was handed forward, "Whether you take them to buy clothes, food, or a house, it's a little bit of my mind." ”

The beggar shook his head, "No merit." Although I am a beggar, I have not taken other people's things for nothing. ”

It's like the dusty cake he gnawed on before, which was exchanged for helping one person run errands.

It's a pity that on the way back, he ran into a beggar who robbed him, and it stuck to the dust.

"That's my reward for asking you about things." Zhuo Hua shoved the bag of spirit stones into his hand and patted him on the shoulder.

However, the beggar returned the bag of spirit stones.

Zhuohua looked at him with some puzzlement.

"I don't have what it takes to hold it." The beggar's hand kept tugging at the corner of his clothes.

If you don't move, it's impossible. He knew too well what this bag of spirit stones could change.

Maybe with this bag of spirit stones, he won't have to be a beggar again in the future.

He is not so noble, and he does not regard money as dung. He's just an ordinary, ordinary person who can't be more ordinary.

It's just an ordinary piece of cake, and someone will snatch it, if he really takes this bag of spirit stones today, I don't know how much coveted he will be. Genius one second to remember 噺バ壹 Chinese m.x/8/1/z//o/m/

What he has no ability to keep, this thing is destined not to belong to him.

It's not his luck, it's his talisman.

Zhuohua obviously thought of these things at this time. After a moment of silence, she spoke, "And what do you want?" ”

Maybe she can't help him much, but after all, she can't ask people about things in vain.

"Then, sister, can you treat me to a meal?"

The beggar lowered his head and rubbed his stomach in some embarrassment.

It had been a long, long time since he had eaten a full meal. He couldn't remember what it was like to be full.

On weekdays, the food he gets is always taken away by beggars who are older and stronger than him.

In good times, he can still keep a little thing to cushion his stomach, and in bad times, he has to go hungry all the time.

If the sister in front of him invited him to dinner, he would not have to worry that his food would be robbed by others halfway, and he would be able to feel what it was like to be full.

It's just that......

He looked at Zhuohua with some desire in his eyes.