Chapter 211 The Unrivaled Cold Hermit
In Yushui Street.
The crowd around saw that the event was over and dispersed. It turned out that they were all shop assistants of nearby stores.
Gu Lian walked to Yang Jing, looked at the strong man who walked away happily, and whispered, "Are you afraid that he will be in pain for three days from tonight?"
Yang Jing smiled and did not answer.
He went to the teenager and squatted down and shouted, "Hey, the person who beat you was driven away by us. You can get up."
But the people on the ground did not move. Yang Jing stretched out his little hand under the teenager's nose and breathed a sigh of relief.
I heard Gu Lian say behind him, "Don't worry, he's fine..."
Before Gu Lian finished speaking, the teenager's head was raised from the mud, revealing a handsome face mixed with dirt and blood. Unfortunately, his face was already blue and purple, and the blood from his nose and mouth kept oozing out. But his eyes are still bright, with deep hatred and rebellion.
Everyone was shocked by his appearance, and Yang Jingxi said, "Are you all right?"
The teenager ignored him, didn't even look at him much, and tried to get up with his hands struggling.
"Are you all right?" Yang Jing thought that the teenager didn't hear it and asked with concern.
The teenager looked at him coldly and continued his efforts to get up without saying a word.
What a lonely and relewd look!
"Plop!" The teenager's hands were soft and he lay down feebly, with a low moan in his mouth, and a drop of blood fell into the mud.
"It doesn't matter, right?" Yang Jing hurriedly picked him up and asked again.
"Get out of here!" The teenager did not appreciate it. He pushed Yang Jing's chest with his hand, but it was soft and didn't need strength.
Yang Jing and Gu Lian didn't expect that the other party would react like this, and they were stunned there.
Gu Lian really couldn't see it and said angrily, "You boy, we are kind enough to help you, but you are so rude."
The teenager lay on the ground, coughed a few times in pain, and replied weakly, "I don't care about you. Get out of here."
At this time, the middle-aged man just now suddenly broke into the entrance and said to Yang Jing and Gu Lian, "Thank you for your help. This boy's life should not be stopped."
Yang Jing smiled and said, "It's okay. It's just a hand." After saying that, he turned his head and looked at the teenager.
Seeing the middle-aged man lying on the ground meditating for a moment, a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth and muttered, "Don't worry about it, but I have to take care of it. What can you do with me?" With that, he picked up the teenager and strode to the street.
The words seem to be regretful, but in fact they are happy.
At this time, Gu Lian's eyes flashed with inexplicable brilliance and pulled Yang to the middle-aged man.
"On the way, a middle-aged man has been following him to an inn in the east of the city called "Love in Yueyang"
"What's your name, little brother?"
In a guest room of the Yueyang Inn in the east of the city, the little girl sat on a chair by the bed and stared at the teenager with curious eyes.
The teenager lay flat on **, his dirty body had been scrubbed long ago, and his clothes had been changed. He looked much better, leaning against the pillow and half leaning against the bed.
"Kid, my good daughter is asking what your name is, do you hear me?" The middle-aged man stood aside.
The teenager didn't look at them and pretended to close their eyes.
The middle-aged man sneered and said, "I haven't been to Cangyun Peak in 60 years. I didn't expect that the dolls in the world are more horizontal than me. Don't think that I won't do anything to you if I save you. If I get angry, I'll peel your skin!"
"Dad!" The little girl looked at her father with dissatisfaction and said, "You are scaring others again."
Pu Cheng smiled and said to himself, "What does your child know?" When your father was in the world, even idiots would be afraid when they heard my name. Unfortunately, my Kontong faction was destroyed early, otherwise I'm afraid I'll be the sixty-fourth generation leader now!"
"Child, don't listen to his nonsense, let's take a sip of chicken soup first." The woman opened the door and walked to the bed with a bowl of hot soup.
The teenager opened his eyes when he smelled the seductive fragrance and took a hard drink of the soup bowl, as if he had not eaten for three days.
Pu Cheng said, "Kid, eat slowly. Aren't you afraid of the poison in the soup?"
After drinking chicken soup, the teenager picked up the chicken leg and nibbled, "It's better to be poisoned than to starve."
Gu Lian and Yang Jing outside understood that Gu Lian's relationship turned out to be a person from the Kuntong faction in those years. After Yang Jing heard that the Kuntong faction was wiped out by the demon religion, many elders were displaced and disappeared or buried their names from then on.
"Ding Faner," the teenager casually spit out the chicken bones on the ground and replied.
The woman frowned secretly, thinking that this child seemed to be just an ordinary child, and she was afraid that she had never learned poetry and etiquette. It is also difficult for him to wander alone and be beaten like this in order to have a meal.
At this point, my heart felt pity again.
So he said, "Where is your home? Why did you run to the street to steal?"
Ding Faner looked at the woman impatiently and replied coldly, "I'm not lucky with this little sister. My parents were killed by the demons a month ago. What should I eat if I don't steal?"
The little girl said sympathetically, "Brother Ding, you are so pitiful."
Ding Faner, like a wild cat that was kicked, roared, "I don't need you to be pitiful!"
Pu Cheng walked to the bedside and stared at Ding Faner and said, "If you dare to talk to my daughter in this tone again, I will throw you out of the door and into the street!"
Ding Faner was not afraid, smiled contemptuously, stepped on the ground and said, "Don't think you can take me in if you give me chicken soup. You are just using me to show off your kindness."