After they regret their whole lives, I will never die in the training ground

"Si'er, Si'er?" Bai Houtu took two steps at a time, staggered weakly, and fell to the ground.

From a slight shake to an unbelievable thrashing.

"Si Er, wake up! How will your parents live if you die?

"Si'er, wake up quickly. Don't you love eating mixed rice? We can eat mixed rice soon. Don't sleep any more..."

This was the last descendant of his Bai family, and now he is dead.

"Oh God, please open your eyes and save my son, wuwuwu~"

Bai Houtu knelt on the ground and prayed weakly, but this world would not let anyone survive.

"Hey, do you want to change or not?" The servant of the Wang family turned his head again and again, asking impatiently.

"God is blind, they are all dead, haha, all dead..."

"Are you crazy?" The servant of the Wang family raised his eyebrows. It was just right, he could save a pound of food.

The Wang family servant was about to move forward and snatch Bai Qingge from Bai Houtu's hands for free.

Bai Qingge was shocked and burst into tears, trying to seize this last chance.

"I know you are very sad now, but can you please look at me? I am your biological daughter after all!"

But the couple was so sad that they didn't notice Bai Qingge's crying at all.

"Then I won't be polite." The servant of the Wang family hung the food around his waist and freed his hands.

"Dog Erdan?"

Who is so bold as to call him by his nickname? Don’t you know that he hates this name the most?

Gou Erdan drew the long knife from his waist and was about to teach the rude man a lesson.

He had just drawn his knife when the man appeared behind him.

"Gou Erdan, what are you doing!" This time, there was obvious anger in his voice.

When he saw the man's face, Gou Erdan's momentum instantly wilted.

"Fang, Butler Fang, why are you here?"

"I heard that there was food for sale here, so I came over to see if I could buy it. I didn't expect it to be you who was selling it. Have you forgotten what I said?"

The air around Butler Fang sank, and his eyes, which should have been old, were more terrifying than a ferocious tiger in the mountains.

The servant was so frightened that he shuddered all over and blurted out all the thoughts in his mind like spitting out beads.

"I, I heard that newborn babies are very beneficial to Qigong training, so I came to exchange. Don't worry, I used the food I saved."

Butler Fang narrowed his eyes slightly, "Who told you?"

The servant's throat rolled and he stammered, "It was Guard Fang Duan."

Fang Duan is the nephew of Butler Fang. He usually relies on his fists and feet to stir up trouble outside. I didn't expect that he would still be dishonest at this time.

Butler Fang snorted coldly, "Humph!"

The servant only felt a tightness in his chest, and then a fishy-sweet liquid flowed out of his mouth.

"If you don't practice well for a day, you will just think about those crooked ways.

"I'll deal with him when I get back. As for you, remember, everything in the convoy belongs to Master Wang, including your life. If not, I'll kill you right now."

"Yes, yes, yes, Butler Fang, I will never dare to do it again. Considering that this is my first offense, please forgive me this time." The servant nodded and agreed.

"Look at you, you think this is a small matter, look at the eyes around you.

"It would be fine if the food didn't appear in front of them, but now you dare to bring it in front of them. They dare to eat even dead flesh, so what else can they not dare to do?

"If I hadn't arrived in time, you would have died here even if you had a knife in your hand."

The servant looked up when he heard this, and was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, and his legs trembled involuntarily.

Sure enough, the refugees had narrowed the area around him at some point and surrounded him tightly in the center.

Those bloodshot eyes looked as if they wanted to skin him alive and eat him alive.

The servant was now truly afraid. He thought that being a member of the Wang family and having the sword on his waist was enough to intimidate these untouchables who had no skills and only dared to eat grass roots and tree barks.

Now it seems that he overestimated his status and relied too much on the knife in his hand. A hungry person can do anything.

Seeing the servant so frightened, Butler Fang felt extremely disdainful. If he was not short of manpower to protect the convoy, he would have killed this kind of person in the past.

With his powerful aura, Butler Fang managed to take the servant back from the hungry refugees.

There was a big fat sheep next to him, being watched covetously, and he knew that this balance would not last long.

On the way back, he killed a few refugees to scare the others. Those who were red-eyed showed fear, but there were also a few people who became even more crazy after seeing the blood.

As soon as Butler Fang and the other man left, the other refugees immediately swarmed over and ran towards the refugees who had just been killed as an example.

In just a few moments, the bodies were completely divided up.

The refugees looked at the mentally unstable couple, then turned to Bai Qingge who was crying loudly, and finally glanced at the dead child.

This time they did not rush forward to grab things frantically like they did just now, because many of the refugees had families with them, and no one dared to reach out and test the public anger.

Moreover, they only accept dead people. After all, no one wants to be eaten by others while they are still alive. This is a rare tacit understanding among the refugees.

Saved my life, temporarily.

Not only did he escape the disaster, but he also heard about spiritual practice.

The art of practicing Qigong sounds very profound.

After experiencing so much ups and downs in such a short period of time, as a newborn baby, her spirit has reached its limit.

When she opened her eyes again, she was already in her stepmother's arms.

As for that cheap brother, he had disappeared. She didn't know if it was her illusion, but the bag, which should have been deflated, was now a lot bulgier.

My stepmother was hit so hard that she became mentally ill, and my stepfather also looked confused. It seemed that their future was going to be bleak.

Maybe I have too much bad luck today, and one or two good things will always happen afterwards.

The exiles found a safe city, and her adoptive parents were lucky enough to be the first to enter. As for the latecomers, the city could not accommodate so many people.

Although life in the city is still difficult, at least there is a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

Although they still won’t be full, they won’t die for unknown reasons from accidentally ingesting some toxic substances.

By the way, her adopted mother died when she was five years old because she couldn't digest the food in her stomach, her intestines were blocked, and she finally starved to death.

The child died of bloating because of the soil, and the mother died of starvation because of the soil. How sad it is.

It's quite ironic. I finally made it to the city and found a job that could barely make a living.

In the end, he starved to death. Not only did he lose all the savings he had accumulated in the city over the past five years, but he also owed a lot of debt.

Although her mother suffered a great blow and became insane during her lifetime, she was very protective of her because she was the only child left.

Now that her stepmother has passed away, her father has not given her a full meal in the past three years.

Not to mention having enough food, just having a meal a day is considered pretty good.

She has to rely on herself, otherwise she would have starved to death long ago.