The rise of the fast-moving boss

Chapter 722

Dahong, Bai Wuyan and Bai Wuxing finally decided to leave.

After all, they are different from Sunny and Warm Water. They are just passers-by on the way of Anhao's mission, and they are mainly intertwined with Anhao in terms of interests.

However, after leaving and leaving, they still owed Anhao, so they left something behind when they were sent away by nothingness.

For example, the ghost beads left behind by Dahong and the others, and the Feiyuyan left behind by Bai Wuyan and Bai Wuxing.
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"Candied haws... selling candied haws!"

"Hot buns, freshly baked buns!"

On the bustling streets, pedestrians in beautiful costumes come and go. There are all kinds of vendors on both sides of the street, and there are all kinds of commodities for basic necessities of life.

There were not some immortals flying with swords flying in the sky, causing people on the street to look up frequently, with envious eyes.

"Mother... I, I want to eat candied haws."

A thin and small figure pulled a long and thin figure, he was only about five or six years old, he was really thin, he was wearing a small gray robe, his trousers were slightly fat, they were rolled up by him, exposing his rib-like calves .

The child's face was quite white, but a little rough and a little dirty.

The woman he pulled was also very thin, but her facial features were very beautiful, her skin was also very fair, but it was also very rough, and her face was full of vicissitudes.

"Tianfang, good boy, we don't have much money, candied haws..." The lady looked down at the little boy, seeing the expectation on the boy's face, she really couldn't bear to refuse.

The little boy looked at his mother, then at the extremely attractive candied haws, and bit his lips in confusion.

In the end, he gritted his teeth and pulled the corner of the woman's clothes aggrievedly.

"Then...then I don't want it anymore."

The woman's nose was sore and she almost cried, but she endured it, and finally suppressed the tears.

When did they pay attention to them even if they were delicacies from mountains and seas?

now……

But even a small candied haws has become a luxury.

"Is this... me?"

In the void, a slender young man with fluttering hair stared blankly at the scene below, with a slightly bewildered expression.

The young man was dressed in a black robe, with a good appearance and fair complexion. He looked very clear and cute.

"My name is... Luo Tianfang?"

He stared blankly at the scene below, and suddenly a suction force came from the child's body. Before the boy could react, he was directly sucked into the child's body!
His point of view has become the first point of view.

But just as a bystander.

Time passed quickly, and the boy was constantly experiencing what he had experienced.

"Auntie! Auntie! Where are you, Auntie?"

On the dark street, the little boy stepped barefoot on the cold bluestone slab, his hair was messed up, and he obviously ran out in a hurry.

"Tick tock..."

The first drops of rain fell on the ground.

Then came the rain after another.

The little boy was drenched, and he was in a mess like a drowned chicken.

The street is very quiet, no one is there.

The little boy ran for a long time, when suddenly a pale hand grabbed his shoulder and grabbed him to the corner.

The boy was terrified and wanted to cry out, but the other hand covered his mouth—this hand was very cold and thin, with bones on his face, making him uncomfortable.

"Hush! Don't talk, I'll take you to find your mother."

A somewhat hoarse voice sounded, it was the person who caught the boy talking.

The figure bent down, his eyes were at the same level as the boy's—this was a skeleton-like person, thin, cold, and ugly.

This is the first time the boy and Uncle Yan met.

Only later did he know that Uncle Yan was actually very handsome, handsome and hearty; Uncle Yan's voice was originally pleasant and full of magnetism.

When I saw the woman again, it was in a dilapidated temple.

The woman was dying.

"Auntie!"

The little boy ran towards the woman in a panic, and accidentally stepped on a sharp stone on the ground, which scratched the bottom of the boy's feet.

But he didn't seem to feel it, he just got up immediately and ran towards the woman again.

"bump!"

The boy knelt directly in front of the woman, he stretched out his hands trembling, and tears flowed out all at once.

He dared not touch a woman.

Because he didn't know where the woman was hurt, he was afraid of touching her wound and making her hurt even more.

"Aunt... What's wrong with you, Aunt? Aunt..."

"Tianfang..."

The woman looked at the boy weakly, and she held the boy's hand. The boy's hand was cold, but the woman's hand was even colder.

Cool to the boy's bones.

It seems that this night is full of chills, everyone is icy cold, even the air is full of ice scum.

But it's obviously summer now.

"Live well..."

The woman's stubborn and strong back still bent down, and the tears full of tears slid down her cheeks.

She cried twice in total, once when her mother died, and once now.

Because her pride does not allow her to show her weak side in front of others.

But now that she is going to die, let her be willful and cry wantonly.

"Aunt...Aniang, don't die!"

The boy was crying loudly, the tears and the rain on his face merged into one, making it hard to tell whether it was tears or rain.

"Aren't you looking for daddy? Where's daddy? Mother, hold on..." The boy held the woman's hand tightly, his small body trembling constantly.

It's fear, it's panic, it's anxiety.

"Ayan."

The woman ignored the boy's yelling, but looked at the man standing aside with difficulty.

Hearing the woman's voice, the man came over.

"Help me... take care of... Tianfang..." the woman said with difficulty, "I'm sorry..."

Sorry for taking advantage of you.

She probably didn't pay off the debt she owed to the man in this life, but at the last moment of this life, she still took advantage of the man.

People are always selfish, and she can't make her children helpless.

She knew that as long as she spoke, the man would definitely protect Luo Tianfang, even if it meant death.

Probably after the boy was settled, the woman's anger gradually dissipated, and soon she closed her eyes forever.

"I will."

The man looked at the lifeless woman, pursed his lips, and there was a look of determination in his eyes.

"Auntie!!!"

The boy hugged the woman's body and burst into tears.

The immature voice was full of endless pain and sorrow, mixed with some roaring feeling, shaking the dark clouds from the ruined temple.

"Is this... my memory?"

Qing Tian stared at all this in a daze, the boy's grief spread to him, and he was also blocked in his heart, very uncomfortable.

The memories are still going on, going on, the bloody memories are hot.

(End of this chapter)