"Just look at it, it's too early to say this, after all, it's just a matter of suspicion, and it's just a few steps ahead." Qi Mingye saw everything clearly through his eyes, but as for the facts, let Yue'er see for herself.

"That's right, it's only a few steps away to know what's going on?" Mu Xiaoxiao strode forward.

Closer, closer, closer.

What still catches the eye is that the gate is wide open, everything in the yard seems to have not been cleaned up, and the footsteps are walking inside, of course, the eyes are scanning everything around.

As soon as he entered the house, he saw the man sitting on the ground in a decadent manner, with a trace of blood on his body.

"Did you borrow it?" Mu Xiaoxiao said this deliberately, knowing that he didn't borrow the money, if he did, he wouldn't be like this, which pale face actually had scars, but there were blood stains on the clothes that were originally patched.

"Childe, I'm willing to sell myself to you." Qian Feng spit out such words for a long time, and his voice, which was originally a little low, was now hoarse and a little harsh.

In one day, a lot of things have happened, and a lot of things have been experienced, I originally thought that I would borrow money, but now it seems that in the eyes of my eldest brother and sister-in-law, my life is not worth that ingot, but my words are so harsh.

Usually the eldest brother and sister-in-law come to the door to get these things, he never said that sometimes he has money and sends it back to them, but everything that happened yesterday, he is afraid that he will not be able to forget it in this life, he actually broke off his righteousness, and he actually broke off his righteousness because of a silver ingot, so that the eldest brother is really a good big brother, the performance of a good big brother, he never thought that such a thing would happen to him.

I thought that the eldest brother still loved him, but now it seems that everything is fake, everything is fake, I think my niece and nephew like me, I only learned yesterday that he is just a beggar, yes, these words came out of the mouth of my nephew and niece, it turned out that he became a beggar.

The money he usually earns, he is reluctant to eat, reluctant to wear, most of them are sent to the eldest brother, or they will come to the door to get it, I can't imagine that it will be such a fate, these are all self-inflicted, especially the sentence of the broken book, it hurts his heart even more, and now he can sell himself to leave here, it is also a good choice, a good choice.

"Figured it out?" As soon as Mu Xiaoxiao saw Qian Feng like this, he knew what he had experienced, all this he had experienced was much easier than his own, everything he had experienced, he was afraid to say it, some people must think that he was just talking about the book of heaven, it was not credible, it was not credible.

But it's all true, it's all true.

Her beautiful master is actually better than him to the mandala who occupies her body, although he doesn't know his identity, but he has been together for so long, doesn't he know this? Don't know this?

There is no sadness, how can there be any growth, every growth, there is a price, there is a price, the price can be big or small, the small can be negligible, but the big does make you unforgettable for life.

"Yes, I figured it out, I figured it out, after everything yesterday, I felt that it was difficult to figure it out, and I felt that it was difficult." As he spoke, Qian Feng laughed at himself and sarcastically, such a thing, if you want to forget it, I am afraid that you will never forget it, every word, every word from a relative, is so naked, it hurts so much, it hurts, it hurts so much, it hurts so much that you can't breathe, but can you do this, and in the end, don't you have to face the things you should face.

"Can't you accept this pain? Now that you know, it's not like you're not playing, and it's not about letting you know about it before you realize this, at least you're still young now: you'd rather bully the pulsatilla than the poor youth. You at least have time to struggle, don't you?