Fantasy: This Dead House is Suddenly Invincible

Chapter 273 Dependence for Fate, Parting After All!

The steamed buns just eaten are all spit out.

Looking at the steamed buns spit out on the ground, Mo Wentian felt a pity again.

I picked it up quickly and ate it back…

Then, he looked at the thin girl covered in blood in the corner, revealing two rows of yellow teeth.

“Are you OK?”

“My name is Mo Wentian, what is your name?”

“This beast misunderstood you. It was the steamed bun I stole. Why did he beat you? Why didn’t you tell him?”

“Do you still hurt?”

Seeing the thin girl not speaking, Mo Wentian scratched his head in embarrassment.

“I’m sorry, I should have done it earlier. You were beaten, and I was thinking about running away at first.”

After speaking, Mo Wentian took out a steamed bun from his arms.

“For you to eat, I will apologize as I am.”

Looking at that steamed bun, although the thin girl was timid, she finally reached out and borrowed it.

She made a voice like a mosquito and said thank you in a low voice, and then began to eat.

It seems that not only is she seriously injured, but like her, she hasn’t had anything for a long time.

More pitiful than myself.

Mo Wentian sighed, and then quickly took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms.

This is a healing pill that he stole from a pharmacy, and then ground into powder.

He stepped forward, ignoring that the thin girl was scared, and smeared the pill powder on her wound.

The thin girl frowned, was scared, and was shaking.

“Don’t be afraid, this is the healing medicine that I stole from the pharmacy after a lot of effort. The medicine is very effective. You will recover from the injury in a few days.”

Listening to Mo Wentian’s gentle words, the thin girl gradually relaxed, blinking, looking at Mo Wentian timidly, she spoke in a low voice, her voice still very small.

“I…My name is Jiang Ruhua.”

“Thank you for killing him.”

“Is he your parents?”

Mo Wentian asked.

Jiang Ruhua shook his head, looking disappointed.

“I am an orphan, and he was arrested.”

Mo Wentian felt sour and touched Jiang Ruhua’s head.

“It’s a coincidence that I am also an orphan, and we all blame the poor, or you will follow me in the future, I will definitely protect you.”

“Protect me?”

Jiang Ruhua muttered, tears flickering in his eyes.

She raised her head, looking at Mo Wentian with hopeful eyes.

Mo Wentian was embarrassed by the look, scratching his head, smiling, his eyes firm.

“Yes, I will definitely protect you, I will do what I say!”

That middle-aged man died, if he left Jiang Ruhua alone.

This winter, she will definitely die.

With that said, Mo Wentian stroked Jiang Ruhua’s head with his hand.

“Trust me.”

His hands are not big, rough, but warm.

Warm the lonely cold heart of the thin girl.

At this moment, Jiang Ruhua finally couldn’t help it, holding Mo Wentian and crying.

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…”

It seems that Jiang Ruhua has endured a great deal of pain these days, and now he can’t bear it anymore.

Hearing Jiang Ruhua’s cry, Mo Wentian hugged Jiang Ruhua tightly, and his eyes became red and wet, and tears flowed down.

“Sister Ruhua, from now on, you and I will depend on each other for life, as long as I am not dead, I will definitely protect you!”

“This winter, we must be able to get through it!”

Since that night, there has been a pair of little beggars who depend on each other in Hualongcheng.

Mo Wentian has been working hard, has learned everything, cheated, made money to support his family, and protected Jiang Ruhua.

Just like this, day after day, through winter after winter.

Decades have passed, Mo Wentian is sixteen and Jiang Ruhua is fifteen.

When they grow up, Mo Wentian joins gangs everywhere, so that he can find a good livelihood and let sister Ruhua live a good life.

But no gang is willing to accept a waste beggar.

Fortunately, Jiang Ruhua, with a beautiful appearance, was picked by Yanyu Pavilion and became a maid serving food and water, and life finally got better.

Until that day, Mo Wentian provokes the Azure Dragon Gang.

Mo Wentian had no choice but to leave Hualong City and go to Shiwan Dashan to apprentice.

This is the first time he has left Hualong City, and it is also the first time he has parted from Jiang Ruhua.

Jiang Ruhua hopes to stay with Mo Wentian forever, but he doesn’t want to drag him down.

Waiting for Mo Wentian’s return in Hualong City.

Finally, she finally waited for Mo Wentian’s return.

Unfortunately, there is no chance to stay by his side for a lifetime.

Missing is like a tide, endless, memories of ten years, but it is the past.

“Mo Wentian, we are already in the 100,000 mountains, and seniors must have a way to save you!”

At dawn, sunrise is in the east.

In the ear, there was a voice of Sea Xianhuang.

Mo Wentian came back to his senses and condensed his thoughts. He cheered up and his eyes were firm, as if he had grown a lot overnight.

“Carrying me all the way back, thank you for your hard work, Senior Yihai.”

The Sea Immortal Emperor laughed, carrying a weak body, Mo Wentian who didn’t even have the strength to stand up.

“Little brother, when did you change your mouth? Didn’t you usually call me old man, old man, old tortoise?”

“Everything is offensive, Senior Yihai.”

“It’s not in the way, it’s not in the way, the old man blames you for speaking like this.”

At this moment, the void shattered.

Chen Changan appeared in front of Yihaixianhuang and Mo Wentian.

He wins Xuexue in white, and looks stunning, but his expression is cold.

His eyes are as sharp as a magic sword, making it impossible to look directly at him.

Yihai Xianhuang was startled, his smile narrowed, his expression respectful, and his heart awed.

“senior.”

“master.”

Seeing that the foundation was destroyed and the cultivation base destroyed, Mo Wentian, who was already a waste, looked extremely ugly.

With a cold glow in his eyes, Chen Changan’s killing intent rose to the sky.

“Yihaixianhuang, who did all this?”

I am dizzy, why is it only the third day today, ∑(っ°Д°;)っ.

There are still four days and five changes, I regret o(╥﹏╥)o, next time I will not dare to set the flag randomly.