"Why is this happening?"

The uncle in blue was obviously out of place with the surrounding environment, and the vicissitudes of life on his face and his godless eyes made him feel worried, as if this person was doing something earth-shattering, which made him can't help but pinch a cold sweat for it.

"Daddy!"

An eight- or nine-year-old girl suddenly ran over from a distance, seeing this, the middle-aged man's face had a little more brilliance, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised, revealing a doting smile, which was a very pure smile, not mixed with any impurities.

"Alas......"

And the moment he saw this little girl, Ye Bufan was a little uncomfortable again, because of the dress of this little girl...... Where is it like a child of this age, there is no vitality at all, but like a person who has just recovered from a serious illness.

The little girl was dressed plainly and cleanly, but she was dressed in gray clothes and black cloth shoes with patches, and her jet-black hair was braided into two braids, like a simple little village girl.

This little girl is very beautiful, with willow-like curved eyebrows, big black jewel-like eyes, if it weren't for the paleness of her face, she would definitely be a beautiful little fairy like a porcelain doll.

"This is her daughter...... But he's seriously ill!"

Although he was not at the scene, Ye Bufan still judged the little girl's physical condition from his face, but he was afraid that she had a terrible serious illness. From the little girl's spirit, Ye Bufan actually felt a kind of aura of returning to the light.

"It's not long in life!"

Ye Bufan suddenly understood why the middle-aged uncle in blue was so depressed, it was estimated that in order to treat his baby daughter, he had already spent all his savings, and a happy home was shattered and broken.

"Black Bowl, Black Bowl, did you want me to let me see the two of them?" Ye Bufan couldn't help but gently tap twice on the bottom of the black bowl and asked.

Of course, the black bowl will not respond, what the black bowl means, Ye Bufan may never know. Besides, he didn't want to know, at this moment, his heart was grabbed by this father and daughter.

"Shouldn't I help them?"

Ye Bufan lowered his head and muttered softly. He never thought of himself as a good person, but he had his own set of rules for doing things, and since he saw the poor father and daughter in this mortal world, he couldn't sit idly by, otherwise, his Dao heart would be affected.

"What about giving her a spirit fruit, or an elixir?" Ye Bufan's eyes flashed slightly, muttering in his heart, silently calculating something.

"Beibei, why did you come out? Didn't the doctor say that you can't get out of bed during this time. ”

The uncle squatted on the ground with his hands on the ground, looking at the little girl's pale face up close, his face full of distress. The thin uncle who had vicissitudes of life trembled and grabbed the little girl's arm with his rough big hand, and tears the size of beans immediately flowed out.

"Dad don't cry, don't cry, others will laugh when they see it. The little girl Bei Bei weakly stretched out her little hand and wiped the tears on the middle-aged uncle's face.

"Are you crying? Where are you crying?" the uncle explained, "I'm honest enough to cry, dad is happy, my baby's body is much better, dad is happy." ”

As he spoke, Liu Laoshi wiped his eyes and tried to calm himself down, but there were more tears in his eyes, and his body trembled even more.

"Dad doesn't cry, don't cry, Bei Bei will always be by Daddy's side and will never be separated. Beibei's tears swirled in her eyes, but she was strong and never let the tears fall, choked up, "Dad, Beibei will be fine, you must be well, Beibei will still be good for your old age......"

"Wow!"

The uncle couldn't control his feelings anymore, and hugged Bei Bei into his arms and cried loudly, despair, reluctance, helplessness and other emotions were mixed in, Ye Bufan suddenly felt that his crying was mixed with all kinds of life, and for a while his heart was mixed.

"The spirit fruit in my hand and the elixir, for this little girl, the effect is too domineering, and if you are not careful, you will be wiped out, alas......"

Ye Bufan deduced in his heart for a long time, and finally shook his head helplessly. This little girl must have had a very serious illness, so that even the mortals in that world who can fly to the sky with the help of machinery are helpless, is it a terminal illness in that world?

"Alas, poor ......"

An old lady with gray hair and a bent waist walked over step by step on crutches, she was very old, estimated to be more than eighty years old, while trembling and walking, while rubbing her eyes from time to time, this situation deeply touched the old man, and unconsciously shed muddy tears.

"Such a cute little girl, God, why did you let her get a terminal illness?" An aunt came from a distance, looking up at the sky, trying not to let the tears in her eyes flow.

"Alas, nine times out of ten, life is unsatisfactory, my daughter is terminally ill, and my wife has run away with someone. An originally happy home is directly torn apart and shattered, God, you have created evil!"

"Is there another tragedy going to be staged in our isolated Taoyuan Village? There is nothing more sad in the world than a white-haired person sending a black-haired person. "This is an old man in a green coat with a big beard, and a little tear glistening in his cloudy eyes.

"No, I can't sit idly by and watch a weak little girl die in front of my eyes...... I can't do it!"

Ye Bufan clenched his fists, his eyes full of determination. He is not God, not God, not Allah, not Almighty, but He has his own set of rules. Since he has the ability to save her, he must not die without saving her, and he will pay a little price at most.

However, there is no elixir in his space ring that can target mortal little girls, and his strength is not high, and he can't refine the elixir that meets the requirements, so it seems that he can't help this poor little girl this time.

But if you wait for the next time the Black Bowl opens the Little Girl channel, when will it be? Maybe the next time three days later will just be able to connect, maybe the next ten times or eight times in the future will not be connected, and the people who will be connected to the Black Bowl every time are random.

"Buzz!"

seemed to understand Ye Bufan's meaning, the black bowl suddenly trembled, and the image on the screen was still, frozen in the scene where the uncle hugged the little girl and cried loudly, and at the same time, a message entered Ye Bufan's mind.

"What? Reward a chance to pause?"