A baker's dozen

"Ahh

"Ahh

In a trance, I saw many disciples: they were all dressed in the same disciple clothes, and none of them wore them so casually to me; they walked in groups of threes and threes, talking and laughing, and none of them sneezed and shivered at me like this.

What kind of place is this, is there such a place in the Water Quarters? Or is it ...... After some emotion, I finally found a big problem: I'm lost.

What should I do about this? Forget it, a dead horse should be treated as a live horse doctor, and we will explore it first.

"Who is so short-sighted, dare to bump into Sister Jinyu?" said a strong voice.

"Forget it, it may be a new little disciple, let's go. ”

"Hey, newcomer, Sister Jinyu doesn't bother with you, why don't you say thank you quickly?"

"Uh-wow-"

The mind was originally drowsy, and all of a sudden he was "invited" by someone, and naturally he couldn't say anything with fright.

Strange, I only have strangeness in front of my eyes.

"Hey, I heard that the one who almost broke into trouble three years ago was a mortal who didn't even know how to spell, and it was you who wouldn't be able to say it, right?"

This shout soon led to many disciples coming up. They all know how to shelter from the rain spell, so they don't have to worry, but it's unlikely that I, who has no rain gear and no spells, will find a place to avoid first.

"As a disciple of Ethereal Peak, it is really embarrassing that he doesn't even know such a simple immortal technique. ”

"It's ...... to look at her and dare to walk down alone barefoot"

"I said why is it so noisy here, it turns out that a mortal has mixed in, come, let's throw this mortal out together. ”

"One, two, three, mortals, it's good to go. ”

............

Mortal. In the past few years, in addition to martial arts, the master has not taught me any immortal arts. Even teaching a little rain spell won't make it so embarrassing.

The whole body is already drenched, and the yin wind is always looking for loopholes in the clothes.

Why......

Why is this happening......

My brother is not there, and there is nowhere to hide my tears, so I can only let them tease them by force.

If only I could be stronger......

Is he still for the heart lock in my body?

The qi doesn't hit one place in an instant, if that's all it is, it's better to shatter the heart lock first.

Three years, three years of peace, are they all fake? Only the desire to take advantage of me is real. Nanrong is like this, Nian is like this, and everyone is like this!

I don't want it, I don't want it!

Why should I be destined to live for the Suoyang Tower? Why should I live for the lock of the heart in my body? Why should I live for others? This time, I want to control my own destiny.

That's why I have the courage to put aside everything that others have arranged for me, and I have no spells but I insist on participating in the concubine selection competition, looking forward to a hint of luck.

"Sister ......"

In the confusion, I heard the voice of the teenager.

Why are you calling me now, where are you when I need you?

"Sister, wake up, don't fall asleep. ”

"Little sister, I made your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs. ”

"Sister ......"

The young man's voice became more and more urgent, more poignant than the other, and more shocking than the other, and it shook my brain.

"You-"

What are you doing at this time? Is it to show your brotherly virtue, or to show our brotherly affection?

The familiar face was in front of him at this moment, and his words were soft but a little dry: "Sister, you, what have you dreamed of?"

It's a dream, it's so real, it's impossible, it's impossible!

For the first time in my life, I really felt "shame" and "powerlessness" for the first time.

Because of you, it's all because of you—

Smack-

I slapped him in the face.

"Who do you think you are? Even if you are my brother, you have no right to plan my life. ”

"Little sister, you?!" Maybe the slap was too hard, the young man staggered back two steps, and the jade bowl containing sweet and sour pork rib soup in his hand suddenly fell apart.

I want to sleep quietly and no one disturbs me. What rain, blood, and their white eyes...... If you want to trample on me, trample on me.

It's just promised, it's cloudy, it's really tiring.

The man chuckled and turned slowly, a strange chill all over his body. His movements, his eyes, seemed to be someone else.

"Okay, it's really good, it's only thirteen years old and I want to change my identity, and my ambition is not small. His hands tucked in his sleeves trembled slightly, and he let out a long sigh as he said this, desperately trying to hold back the monstrous anger.

Ambition, how many people in this world have no ambition? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have fought desperately to get it. Your brilliance is too dazzling for me to get rid of you even if I try my best to exhaust my strength.

At this moment, I really don't want to fight with you, I don't want to rob you, I give everything back to you, but you forcibly wake me up. Why? Why!

"So what? Removing blood ties, you and I are nothing at all!"

Xu has been suppressed for too long, and all his emotions are gushing out, and all his strength is poured out on him alone.

I did that to Nan Rong three years ago because I was so angry. Besides, Nanrong, an old man, chatters all day long, talking nonsense. What else do I dare to ask for?

He deserves it!

But it is different: there is no fault. Even if these are true, I can't control a person's mind or detoxify a person's behavior.

I'm sorry, but I really didn't say it to you, I just ...... I'm just complaining about God's injustice, Master's injustice. In the past three years, you have been so good to me, how can I have complaints about you?

Even so, I was still scared because of my uncertain nature, and I didn't know if it would continue to exist, continue to grow, and continue to hurt people I didn't want to hurt at all.

In the past three years, I have learned to feel the warmth of family affection.

In the past three years, I am finally no longer lonely,

In the past three years, I have tasted the plainness I wanted.

"Little sister, that's not a dream. He said something inexplicably, and then I heard the door open and close.

Isn't ......it a dream? Are those true?

Let them, who are not mortals, abandon me in the torrential rain, let the cold wind penetrate my body, and let me collapse in the mud puddle and faint.

If this weren't a dream, who would care about me as a mortal who no one looked down on and still messed with sacrifices?

My fate is really sad! It's so sad that someone will disturb you even when you want to sleep.

It's good that the person who disturbed me is gone, but I wake up and can't sleep anymore.