I traveled all over the three thousand worlds just to meet you

Chapter 146 Tell a Story (9)

At night, Cinderella had just finished applying the medicine. At this time, she had some light scars on her body, which were the longest scars on her body.

It was the first time when the stepmother asked Dusula to beat her. Dusula was still young and didn't have a good grasp of the strength. She was too hard and almost killed her.

Up to now, Cinderella can still recall the despair in the memory of the original owner, the knife was cut down fiercely, and the knife saw the bone. To be honest, if the stepmother's witchcraft was not so powerful, she might have died at that time. died.

Every time Qingqing sees these scars, she will go to Dusula to feel unhappy, insisting on doing something exactly the same on her body. The two sisters, Anatasha and Dusula, have no fewer injuries than her. .

But all of their wounds are superficial wounds, which look serious and leave scars, but are actually not traumatic. After all, she and Qingqing are just avenging Cinderella, not psychopaths, and they can't do it Like the stepmother trio.

Anatasha is the most knowledgeable about current affairs, and she is the one who is beaten the least in the family. She works very well and will not do bad things. There is a well-behaved and obedient child in the family.

As for the stepmother, Cinderella hadn't seen her for a long time, the count locked her in the house and rarely let her out of the room, and the count would occasionally buy her some trauma medicine.

Cinderella never asked him what he was doing?Because presumably the Earl had already discovered the difference between his stepmother, and now he hated her to the extreme. Cinderella didn't want to intervene when his father wanted to avenge himself.

Du Sula is the one who bounces the most in the family. Didn't she dare to do anything publicly?Instead, I want to do some unrefined methods, such as putting nails in Cinderella's house and smearing glue on the comb, so that the pediatric injuries are so painful. Cinderella said: I really don't care about it.

Of course, she didn't hold grudges because she reported it on the spot, but whatever Du Sula did, she would gently return it as it was?Under such circumstances, Dusula still did not give up, and found no abnormality today, and Cinderella stood by the window to watch the scenery.

A person suddenly appeared outside the window. The room Cinderella lived in at this time was not as narrow as before, and it was completely accessible for people to enter and exit.

Cinderella subconsciously thought it was Dusula's fault. It was not the human world at this moment. She was too cautious, and for a moment she forgot that her formation restricted Dusula from going out. She just subconsciously turned her wrist and released a silver needle. Shoot quickly.

The visitor seemed to have never seen these things before. He was shot unexpectedly, his face stiffened, and his body fell down.

Almost at the same time, Cinderella suddenly noticed the familiar soul aura on this person, her face changed, a long whip appeared in her hand, she flicked it quickly, caught the person and pulled hard.

With a "thump", a figure fell to the floor of the room. Qing Qing couldn't bear to open her eyes to see it. She knew her family Xiaoli best and was ruthless to enemies. She didn't know if this person could withstand it this time.

Cinderella turned the person over in embarrassment, seeing that the person was unconscious, and even more embarrassed, there was a suction force in the palm of his hand, the silver needle returned to his hand, the boy woke up slowly, and his eyes lit up when he saw the much more beautiful girl in front of him , followed by doubts.

"What did you use just now?" How could he not avoid a child's attack?It seems that this girl still has a lot of secrets.

Cinderella scratched her head and pulled him up: "It's just a few needles, yes, I didn't have time to thank you last time, what's your name?"

The boy was helped to the stool by her, and said flatly, "I don't have a name."

Cinderella froze for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "How about I call you Ming?"

There was a gleam of light in the boy's eyes, obviously satisfied, he nodded: "Very well, then I will be called Ming from now on."

Seeing that he did not feel any discomfort, Cinderella felt relieved.She didn't take out her own medicine either, after all, she was not familiar with it yet, so she didn't want to expose herself too much.

"Then Ming, why did you come here?" Her house is a bit remote, and Ming is obviously not from nearby. She was really curious in the middle of the night. He has two moves.

Ming was a little reticent, he looked at Cinderella for a while, and answered the question: "You have gained weight."

Cinderella……

Ming seemed to realize his mistake in expression and quickly added: "It looks good this way."

Cinderella……

She was not speechless because he said she was fat, but because you interrupted my chatting sequence with your answer to an irrelevant question.

After being embarrassed for a while, there was a knock on the door: "Cinderella, what's the matter with you? Is something wrong?"

It was Dad's voice, and Cinderella quickly replied: "It's okay Dad, I'm chatting with Qingqing."

The count was originally out to drink water. When he heard some movement from her, he came over to take a look. He was worried that something might happen to her. Now that she was fine, he felt relieved and told him, "It's fine, go to bed early."

"Okay Dad, we'll be sleeping right now."

When the people walked away, Cinderella looked at Ming: "Where do you live?"

Ming was silent for a while, then he looked down at his feet: "It's far away, I'll come to you."

Cinderella thought for a long time before she understood the look in his eyes, it was too far away, there was no need to look for him, he would come to her, so she didn't tell her the address.

Cinderella was embarrassed, it was the first time she met someone who was so seldom talkative, but she was not a talkative one, after a while, Ming looked up and looked out the window: "I'm leaving, what's the matter, you can blow this whistle, I'll will come."

Cinderella grabbed the person who was about to leave, with a sincere look in her eyes: "Are you a witch-killer? Can you teach me how to kill witches?"

Ming looked around at her: "You can't practice witchcraft."

A force appeared in Cinderella's palm: "I've already practiced, but no matter how much I practice, I can't make any progress. Why?"

Ming grabbed her hand and pulled his strength away: "You are going against the sky, you can't practice any more, if there is any witch you want to kill, I will kill it!"

Feeling that the only little witch-killing power was drawn away, Cinderella panicked for a moment, but when she heard him say this, she instantly settled down again, as if as long as this person was around, she would be able to do nothing.

There is no need for any concealment at all: "I want to kill my stepmother, the one you sealed the power with."

"I can't kill her now, but give me some time, and I will kill her for you. Don't practice the power of killing witches anymore. This will shorten your lifespan."

Cinderella looked at him with warmth in his eyes: "Thank you, if you are not sure, don't let yourself get hurt."

There was also a hint of emotion in Ming's eyes. He helped her for some reason and promised her to kill someone, but seeing the tenderness in her eyes and hearing her concern, the young man's heart instantly warmed up.

It seemed that his choice was not wrong. Helping this person made his boring and monotonous life colorful, and also made him feel the care he had never had before. Her care was not about other people, but about him.

Ming smiled softly: "Okay, I will."

(End of this chapter)