Shen Xiaoxiao curled up, Ye Ling's fingers trembled and reached out to his nose, but fortunately, there was still breathing, and he was relieved.

Fortunately, this little Yetou is usually naughty and found a hidden secret base, so he escaped, looking at the corpses all over the ground in the firelight, Ye Ling's heart was full of colic.

Holding the little girl, taking advantage of the chaotic crowd, Ye Ling hid in the back mountain, at this time he didn't trust anyone, including officials.

Ma Kou can blatantly kill people and set fire to the city, this world...

The back mountain is a mass grave, and few people come and go.

Last night, Ye Ling carried Shen Xiaoxiao on his back and was tired to the ground, and it was not until this time that he woke up leisurely.

Ye Ling hurriedly got up, ignoring the burns on his body, and hurriedly leaned over.

"Tiny, little!"

He shook slightly, but when he opened his mouth, he found that his voice was hoarse, thinking that he had burned his throat from inhaling too much smoke last night.

This night was a nightmare for Shen Xiaoxiao, with corpses all over the ground, blood all over the ground, and screams in her ears, she had never experienced all this.

All she remembered was that she had taken refuge in a secret base and then lost consciousness.

"It's cold, it's cold!" The little girl curled up and muttered.

Yoyo transformed, and saw a black-faced man with half a handful of hair.

"Ahh

"It's me, it's me!" Ye Ling didn't dare to make a loud noise, pulled the clothes on his body, and hurriedly wiped his face.

With this rubbing, his face suddenly became hot and colic, but fortunately, Shen Xiaoxiao finally recognized Ye Ling.

"Brother Ye Ling, you're like this, didn't I sleep at home, why did you come here?" The little girl blinked and scanned her surroundings with her big eyes.

"Don't you remember?" Ye Ling asked cautiously.

"What do you remember!" Shen Xiaoxiao stretched out her white little hand and poked Ye Ling's swarthy face, she felt very interesting.

"Last night?" Ye Ling asked tentatively.

"At night, Xiaoxiao, I went to sleep after eating, and then," he said, tilting his head and thinking about it, he said: "Then it's so noisy outside, Shui Bo seems to be shouting something faster, run, run!" And then... ”

As he spoke, suddenly Shen Xiaoxiao held his head and kept shaking.

Ye Ling hurriedly said: "I don't want to think about it, I don't want to think about it."

"Brother Ye Ling, I have a headache, it's so cold, it's so cold!"

But in an instant, I saw a white frost on Shen Xiaoxiao's lips, and before Ye Ling could react, the little girl fainted.

"Tiny, little! How can the body be so cold? ”

Ye Ling knew that some people were stimulated too much to forget certain memories, which might be a good thing for Shen Xiaoxiao, after all, a six-year-old child, those were too terrifying.

Originally, Ye Ling only thought that Shen Xiaoxiao was just having a confused memory, stimulating his brain, so he fainted.

However, looking at the white mist gradually rising on Shen Xiaoxiao's body, he knew that something might be wrong.

And the cold air became more and more intense, and after a while, a thin layer of ice formed in the place where she was staying.

"Could this be some kind of special physique awakening?"

Ye Ling, who has been in the storytelling circle all the year round, knows that some people are born with martial arts qualifications, and they are blessed by heaven and earth, and they are born different from others, and these people's cultivation speed is several times that of ordinary people.

I usually hear these strange things, and for the world of martial artists who practice, Ye Ling is also full of endless yearning.

Ye Ling had never seen such a formation, and he didn't know what to do for a while, the only thing he could do was to wait.

This is the two days that passed, during which he went to the forest to dig some wild fruits when he was hungry.

At this time, the cold air coming out of Shen Xiaoxiao's body had already spread for a hundred meters, if it weren't for Ye Ling's wandering and training of his starving and freezing body in his early years, I am afraid that he would not even be able to get close to Shen Xiaoxiao.

Looking at the cold air that kept spreading, Ye Ling panicked, it wouldn't spread forever.

Although this is a mass grave, if there is a big movement, people will still be discovered.

If that group of Ma Kou knew that the Shen family still had a living mouth, then he and Shen Xiaoxiao would be in danger.

On the third day, it rained, very much, and it drowned out all traces.

Ye Ling wanted to move Shen Xiaoxiao, but helplessly, the chill was too strong, and within half a moment of touching, Ye Ling found that his hand had been frozen and unconscious.

In the end, I could only be so stupid in the rain, letting the pouring rain hit my face.

"God, am I really a dead star, why can't everyone who is good to me get a good death"

The rain hit his face, and Ye Ling only felt inexplicably desolate in his heart.

Since he can remember, he has stolen things, picked up garbage, eaten tree bark, good people, bad people, Ye Ling has met many, many people, without exception, everyone who is good to him will eventually encounter misfortune. This made him develop a withdrawn personality for a while, and he spoke little, and some people even thought he was mute.

He didn't dare to approach anyone again, not even someone who was kind to him.

In the past six months, Ye Ling has said the most words and laughed the most in the past fifteen years, Shen An and the family are very easy-going, and he does not regard him as an inferior person at all, he can study with the second lady, he can secretly watch the eldest lady practice martial arts, and sometimes he can even sit at the same table with them to eat.

These things were something that Ye Ling had never dared to hope for before.

For a while, Ye Ling felt at home.

There are a pair of kind parents, a cold sister, and a naughty sister.

Thinking, thinking, Ye Ling cried, crying loudly, tears dripping down the rain.

"I'm a dead star!"

Ye Ling hated, hated himself for bringing misfortune to Shen An and his family, hated why he wanted to get involved in Ma Ko's, what did it matter to him whether the people of Qingzhou lived or died.

I hate myself even more for not being able to stalk people.

"Smack!"

Ye Ling slapped his face with a slap.

"Brother Ye Ling!"

Suddenly, a small voice came from behind him, and then a petite figure hugged Ye Ling.

"Tiny! You're finally awake."

"I don't blame you, I don't blame you, Xiaoxiao knows" It turned out that although Shen Xiaoxiao's body couldn't move, her consciousness had always been clear, and in the past three days, Ye Ling had been chattering, which made Shen Xiaoxiao understand what was going on.

Hearing this, Ye Ling asked in a trembling voice, "Do you remember everything?" ”

"Hmm!" Shen Xiaoxiao responded softly: "The revenge of destroying the door is not shared, I want to take revenge and kill them all"

When these words came out of Shen Xiaoxiao's mouth, Ye Ling only felt a pang of colic in his heart.

She's only six years old, six years old! These weren't supposed to be things she was carrying.

Ye Ling was worried about how to enlighten the little girl, his eyes swept across the sky, and suddenly his eyes widened.

I saw that in the clouds and rain in the sky, a glow of light broke through the sky, and when it got closer, it turned out to be a sword that was shining all over.

That's not all, but what surprised me was that the sword was carrying a person, a very beautiful woman.

She was dressed in Fengxia, her armrest stood on the sword, and the rain could not enter her at all.

"Brother Ye Ling, is that an immortal!"