Chapter 359 (1/2)

It was an early morning three days ago, when Yan Wei came to the small town at the foot of Linglong mountain to buy things for application, she saw a few beggars fighting in the street.

It's a fight. In fact, it's a gang of small beggars bullying one together. What was bullied was a little boy who looked only seven or eight years old. His clothes were black and could not see the original color. At this time, the clothes had been torn into strips, and the exposed skin was covered with scars. However, even if he was beaten black and blue, he still didn't say a word and just glared at those people with hatred.

The little beggar at the head said angrily, ”do you pretend to be horizontal with us? Dare to stare at me! This is my place. You dare to beg here and you don't want to live, do you? Call me! ” With a beating and kicking, several people beat the little beggar to shrink on the ground, and soon he did not move.

The first beggar looked at it and worried, ”no, it won't be human life.” Just talking about this, the fallen boy jumped up and entangled him. It was a beating!

The crowd didn't respond. First they stood still for a while. When they did, they pulled them apart. The Beggar King had been beaten to a point where his nose was covered with flowers, and he spat out blood. There were bite marks on his neck. He yelled angrily. The boy pretended to be dead, killed him for me, and killed him for me!

The little beggar was still staring at him, his eyes were full of murderous spirit, and said in a dumb voice, ”remember, even if you beat me more today, as long as I still have my breath, you won't want to live comfortably in the future.” The words said gnash teeth, and with a very strong hatred, let people listen to the creepy, heart apprehensive.

As expected, the Beggar King was afraid. He wiped the blood on his nose, called the people to stop and said, ”OK, I'm a man. I'm a reasonable man. If you leave here quickly, I won't pursue it any more. Even if the account is cleared, let's go.” Then he led the other beggars to disperse.

But the little beggar sat down and groped around. Finally, he found a piece of cold steamed bread covered with soil, but he didn't dislike it. He just dusted it and ate it.

Yan Wei felt a pang of bitterness in her eyes. She wanted to have a meal herself. She knew it was hard. Moreover, the child was only seven or eight years old. She was much younger than she was when she ran away. So she went over and took out a piece of silver from her arms and said in a soft voice, ”good boy, I'll give you this silver.”

The boy raised his head and saw Yan Wei for the first time in his life.

In front of him was a beautiful woman in a yellow shirt. She was graceful and graceful, and her eyes were picturesque. She had a long sword hanging from her waist. Her black hair was like a flowing cloud. She was holding out her thin, white, crystal, and shining light. She handed him a piece of silver. Her smile on her face was like the flower of spring dawn.

When the boy was starving and cold, he suddenly met someone who offered a helping hand. He was stunned and looked at Yan Wei in front of him. Vaguely, he seemed to see his mother. The pain and grievance he had accumulated for many days burst out suddenly. He hugged her and cried: ”mother, qiangger missed you so much! I miss you so much

Yan Wei is shocked and embarrassed. She is a big girl who hasn't come out of the cabinet. She is hugged by a child in the street and shouts for her mother. What does it look like! She blushed with shame. There were more and more passers-by gathered around, and there were indeed bursts of ridicule among the crowd. But she had to pat the little beggar on the shoulder and said, ”Hey, don't cry. Don't recognize the wrong person. I'm not your mother. Can you tell me where my home is and I'll take you back?”

The little beggar raised his head, opened his red eyes, and carefully looked at the fairy like girl in front of him. Although his eyebrows were similar to his mother's, he was indeed much younger. Obviously, he had recognized the wrong person.

He whispered, ”something happened to my family and I can't go back.” Speaking of the sad part, he began to cry again.

Seeing that he was crying bitterly, Yan Wei felt pity in her heart. She took his hand and said, ”man, don't cry and cry casually. When you were fighting with those people, you were very tough. How could you be so weak in front of me?”