Long Buli and Wu Regret walked over almost at the same time, wanting to help, but Lu Buqi's voice sounded: "Don't help him, other people's charity can only be temporary." I want him to remember for the rest of his life that he used his power to get his mother out of the slave market. ”

Lu Feng, Lu Puxin and the others undoubtedly looked at Lu Bu with emotion, replacing them, even if they could save the mother and daughter with pity, it was absolutely impossible for them to think about the future of a little slave at this time.

Long Buli and Wu Wu glanced at each other, did not stretch out his hand again, but did not regret but squatted down and looked at the little boy softly: "Come on, you just need to take your mother out of this slave market, and your mother and son will be able to live a very good life in the future, come on!"

"Xiexie......" The little boy's voice was a little hoarse, but he prostrated himself and got under his mother's body, and then his limbs worked together, desperately supporting his mother's body, and crawling down the stage little by little.

This slave stall is the nearest stall at the west gate of the slave market, and it is not far from the high platform to the outing, and it is not more than fifty meters away. However, for a seven or eight-year-old boy with a weak physique, it is undoubtedly a difficult journey to carry his mother, who weighs about 100 pounds, to climb this distance.

The people who had surrounded the slave traders' stand took the initiative to get out of the way when the little boy finally carried his mother off the slave traders' platform, and he took the initiative to get out of the way of a straight path to the west gate.

The second daughter of Unrepentant was beside him and kept cheering him up, followed by Lu Feng and the other five people, who whispered in their ears from time to time, as if they were discussing something.

But Lu Buqi was standing at the door of the West Gate, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on his tall and tall body, cold as a pine. Because of the light, the little boy couldn't look at him lightly, but he knew that the man who appeared to him like a savior must be looking at him.

His small arms were trembling, and his fragile knees were dripping with blood, but the little boy pursed his mouth tightly and held his head high, like an unyielding young wolf, approaching Lu Buqi step by step.

"Come on, come on, ......" may be the unrepentant cheering sound that infected the people around him, or maybe it was this scene that awakened the primitive nature of human beings lurking in the indifferent hearts of many people around, and more and more people began to cheer up the little boy.

When he was still about fifteen meters away from Lu Buqi, the little boy's body shook, but he fell to the ground completely, and his fainting mother pressed heavily on him, almost burying his whole body. Obviously, his physical strength could not hold on......

"Get up!" Lu Buqi's angry shout was like a thunderbolt in the sky: "Even if you are tired to death, you will also die outside here." I'm not afraid that others will look down on me, but I'm afraid that I won't be angry, give me up!"

With tears on her face, she really wanted to help this little boy, but it was impossible for her to disobey Lu Bu's decision, not to mention, she also understood that Lu Buqi was also for the good of the little boy.

"Quack...... "Quack" from under the unconscious woman's body, there was a heart-wrenching crunching sound, and the little boy was trying. But the hundred-pound body, for him, is undoubtedly the five-finger mountain pressed on Sun Wukong's body, and he does not move at all.

"Don't abandon my brother, I'm afraid this little guy really tried his best......" Lu Puxin was a little unbearable: "If this is a test, it's almost over......"

Lu Buqi stared closely at the little hands stretched out and grabbed the ground, and still said coldly: "If even you can give up yourself and your mother...... So what do I want you to do?"

"Your flesh and skin have no strength, so they use your meridians, your bones, and even your blood. Lu Buqi's voice seemed so deafening at the west exit of the slave market that was gradually quieting: "For the freedom in your heart, can't you burst the potential in your body?"

"Ah......" the little boy was roaring, he was making his dying struggle against fate, just as Lu Buqi said, he instinctively drove him to take his weak body, using meridians, bones, and blood...... Liliang of everything.

With his head on the ground and his elbows on the ground, the little boy once again lifted his mother to his feet as the others moved.

The distance of fifteen meters seemed to be insignificant after the little boy had fully exploded his potential, and he crawled a little faster than his limbs with his elbows and head.

When his hand completely touched Lu Bu's shoes, he tried to raise his head from under his mother's armpit, his face was covered with blood, but his eyes flashed with this determined light: "Master......"

There was no follow-up, this time, the little boy completely passed out, but Lu Buqi laughed a long time: "Okay, I'll take you home!"

Holding the woman with the hair in one hand, and then lifting the little boy with the other, Lu Buqi turned around and walked away with a long smile.

At this moment, countless slaves on the selling platform looked at Simon with envy and longing, looking at the figure that gradually disappeared, as if they saw the god they believed in in their hearts, so pious.