The sound of the dagger entering the flesh was clear, and the blood flashed, and the boy of the Sun family made a fist with his left hand while the dagger was plunged into the shoulder of the little beggar, and hit the opposite chest heavily.

Countless exclamations rang out, and the pool of blood on the ground quickly dried up, and there were repeated red lights, frantically pouring into the body of the Sun family kid, and there seemed to be blood flowing in his eyes.

"Poof-" A mouthful of blood spurted out of the little beggar's mouth, and blood splattered at the dagger on his left shoulder at the same time, and the little beggar, who was already on the edge of the ring, also fell heavily to the ground, painfully slamming out a long distance.

The red-eyed figure on the stage was about to rush, but then his whole body turned red as blood, and a tearing scream of pain came out of his mouth.

At this time, there was suddenly some silence outside the field, and countless pairs of eyes were watching this scene in the field, but the people in that quiet area shook their heads with sighs. "If you don't have the heart to control the blood path, you can only become the nourishment of the blood path. With this heavy sigh, the body of the Sun family kid on the scene suddenly exploded and turned into a blood mist.

Although the little beggar was seriously injured, he was not unconscious, gritted his teeth, and looked at Dengsendai's eyes full of incredulity, but suddenly dimmed.

The ribs in his chest seemed to be broken, and blood was constantly gushing out of the little beggar's mouth, but he still called Hua to come over and help him seal the wound and leave Dengxiantai with him.

As the two of them left, several eyes in the darkness stared closely, and many of the brows were furrowed together, thinking about something.

The Bai family

Qingzhu looked at the little beggar lying on the bed with a pale face, and his heart was also pinched.

When Lao Yuhua handed over the little beggar to Qingzhu, she suddenly panicked. It's one thing to get bloody, it's another thing to vomit blood and bleed. But the old flower didn't care about this, and only ordered Qingzhu to bandage the wound, and then went back to the house.

Qingzhu, who couldn't rest assured, had to guard it tightly, and it wasn't until the little beggar woke up with her misty eyes open that she dared to let go of her heart.

One day and one night, when the little beggar woke up in the evening, it was already evening, but he could only lie on the bed, unable to move, and Qingzhu fed him a spoonful of rice porridge.

"Wake up and you'll be fine. Qingzhu looked at the little beggar's face with a touch of ruddy, and said with a sigh of relief.

The little beggar smiled embarrassedly.

"You have to do what you can, but don't squeeze it up with enthusiasm, the safety of the little master is the most important thing. Qingzhu said slowly, with a strange taste in his tone. She didn't know what happened to the little beggar, but the reason was always the same.

The little beggar couldn't speak, so he had to nod slightly. Qingzhu helped the poor little man cover the quilt, and then stood quietly aside, waiting for him to sleep.

Two days passed quietly, and the little beggar was able to get out of bed, although there was still some pain in his chest and the injured area, but the problem was not very big. Qingzhu stopped him many times, and when he saw him standing up playfully, he was willing to let go.

At this time, in the house called Hua, only Lao Hua and the little beggar were sitting, and the old flower was drinking tea lightly, not caring about coming up to find her little beggar.

"Hey, presbyopia. The little beggar scratched his head and smiled, he knew that there were some things that could not be hidden from the person in front of him.

"It's a pity to have a small life, and I don't regret choosing it. ”

The little beggar was a little embarrassed. When the boy of the Sun family first broke the shackles, with the speed of his small flowers, it was no problem to escape, but he stopped for a moment, and seemed to be frightened to outsiders, but how could the old flowers who knew the little beggar not see clearly?

Some things have to be returned after all, this is the principle of the little beggar's life. After all, the fall of the Sun family has a lot to do with him, and if he can't get by easily, he has to be compensated by a dagger.

But the little beggar counted the dagger, but he didn't count the punch after it, when the sense of oppression came from all directions, he couldn't escape, and it became very difficult to even raise his hand to block it.

"That kid's broken Dao vein is quite special. Lao Hua, who was drinking tea, said lightly, "The last punch almost cost him his own blood, with your current ability, it should be strange to dodge." ”

"Is that a shackle?"

Lao Hua nodded.

"When I was with the Ancient Immortals, there was also an air current around me. The little beggar looked up at the old flower, waiting for his answer.

"What did the ancient immortal say?" Old Hua didn't seem to notice the little beggar's gaze, and still drank tea by herself.

"I don't know. But that's why I vomited blood. ”

"That doesn't matter. ”

The little beggar stared at Lao Zhaohua and didn't get the answer he wanted from him, and both of them fell silent. "Lao Hua, I can't break the shackles. ”

There was a scorching fire in the eyes of the little beggar, and the old flowers also looked back, but their eyes were as plain as water, looking at each other.

"Yes. ”

This word is always called a little heavy, it seems very firm, but it is a little abrupt.

Hearing this, the fire in the little beggar's eyes suddenly dissipated, and the old flower would not lie to him, so he would wait, but he seemed to think of something in his heart, and he was faintly uneasy.

"Lao Hua, the injury this time is quite light, and it has only been a few days before it is almost healed. ”

"You live for nothing as a little monkey, and this time it's the money to pay for the house. Lao Hua glanced at him and said lightly. Only then did the little beggar remember that there was a little monkey on his chest, and it seemed that he had some ability.

"Then I can't die in the future?" There was a golden light in his eyes, which was very bullish, and it was often found in novels.

"You can die, don't kill the little monkey. "Where is there any immortality and immortality, even if you become a celestial, but your lifespan has been extended, you still have to burp a fart, but because of the long lifespan, facing death is more bland than ordinary people.

......

"Uncle, is it really okay to do this?" In a certain compound of the Bai family, Bai Yaoyun and Bai Kan were standing together, and his title to Bai Kan at this time seemed to have changed from the previous head of the family to uncle.

"I don't understand either. Bai Kan looked at the bare branches, since the fire of the Sun family, Lao Hua has found the two of them, and Bai Yaoyun's title for him has changed since then.

These days, they have been paying attention to a series of things that have happened in the little beggars in Dengxiantai, or rather, some things have been meddled in by them. As the most special place in Qiancheng, how could there be no Bai family figure in it? It's just that the various families in Qiancheng are fighting in the open, while the Bai family is watching in the dark.

"This road is destined to take the lives of many people. Bai Kan's eyes were heavy and he said, "The situation of the Sun family kid, with that person's ability, how can he not see through it?"

"But he's carrying too much weight. Bai Yaoyun sighed.

"Bear it?" Bai Kan paused when he heard this, his eyes were a little deep, "It's hard to say, I can't figure out that person's thoughts." ”

"Will he finally do it?" Bai Yaoyun muttered to himself, his words filled with a lot of uncertainty. For the figure on the sunset mountain, it has always been imprinted in his mind, and the grace of saving his life should be reciprocated, but he has no time to take care of it.

"Things are all arranged, right?" Bai Kan looked at the mountains in the distance.

"Hmm. ”

"After this incident, it's time for us to go. Now that you are only entering the realm of small entry, once you want to cross the big realm and attract the movement, I am afraid that the entire Qiancheng will not be at peace. ”

Bai Yaoyun was silent when he heard this, and there were many memories in his eyes. This period of time was an experience for the little beggar, and for him, why not? The sorrow of going to Qiancheng for more than ten years was not as much as this time.

The fire of the sunset burned a cloud, a cloud that had been hidden for a long time.

......

"What is the little young master thinking?" Qingzhu asked as he looked at the little beggar who was sitting on the bed and pondering.

"Think about a lot of things. The little beggar didn't know what he was thinking specifically, he thought about everything that had happened during this time, from Yecheng to Nanxi Village to Qiancheng, he thought about it for a long time, but he didn't understand what he was thinking.

"If you don't want to think about it, don't think about it, the elders always say, when the time comes, you will understand. ”

Qingzhu looked at the little beggar with a smile, and his eyes lit up.

Four days have passed since the little beggar was injured, and although his injuries have indeed healed, he is always confused and often ponders. Qingzhu felt that he had lost the scene at first and needed to slow down, but when he saw that the more he thought about it, the more he fell into it, and his brows furrowed and wrinkled.

"Does the little young master remember the compound next to him?"

"Hmm. The little beggar nodded.

"Those bastard boys who have seen the little young master are always pestering and asking why the little young master hasn't gone yet. Qingzhu said, covering his mouth and smiling.

"Ah, why?" he was a little puzzled.

"In the past, every time the prince went, he brought them gifts, and those boys paid attention to the little young master. Qingzhu smiled slightly, "The little young master should also go and have a look, stay in the house and be wooden." ”

Only then did the little beggar understand, but he was a little embarrassed, "I, I don't have any silver taels." ”

"Qingzhu borrowed the little young master. ”

The little beggar nodded embarrassedly, and turned around to ask the old flower to return it, he couldn't pull his face down and go to the Bai family to ask for money, but it was just a refreshing job at the beginning. "I'll pay you back later. “

Qingzhu smiled crookedly, didn't reply to him, and after dressing the little beggar, they went out of the Bai family together.

It is said that this is the first time that the little beggar has walked through the main gate of the Bai family, so it is not magnificent, and he met many guards and maidservants along the way, and they all called a little young master, and his heart was quite beautiful, and the little beggar had never met it before.

The prosperity of Qiancheng is far more than a tip of the iceberg that the little beggar sees, Qingzhu did not take him to the richly decorated shop, but went around for a long time and walked far away to the small vendor.

Those who shake copper drums, paint sugar men, and knead clay are all there. Some of them were seen by the little beggar before, but many of them were new, and the curiosity of the children was also aroused.

Qingzhu saw the light in his eyes, so he took him to turn around slowly, and when he met what he liked, he picked it up, but he didn't give it to himself, it was for the boys next door.

"Qingzhu also bought something for the little young master, and it was a return gift for those boys. Qingzhu smiled and pulled the little beggar to the side of the vendor.

The little beggar was stunned for a moment, his hands were soft, and he couldn't say how he felt it, and his face was about to turn red.