"Elder..." Dewey was a little surprised, the elder didn't like other people's contact, why was this girl an exception, but he still wanted to remind, "Your legs."

Du Jiuru didn't respond, but Yi Xin noticed that Du Jiuru was sitting in a wheelchair.

"Your leg?"

"It's okay." Du Jiuru was a little dissatisfied with Dewey's meddling, she didn't want to let go of this child.

Yi Xin wiped away her tears, obediently moved away, "Is it a temporary injury or, forever?"

"This is an elder, you have to show some respect." Dewey was dissatisfied with the girl's tone, especially the girl's words. The elder's legs were a pity for everyone in the Witcher Guild.

I hate it, Yi Xin's affection for Dewey is gone, now Dewey is the light bulb between her and Du Jiuru!

"The sequelae that happened many years ago." Du Jiuru said it lightly. She didn't mind the broken legs. It was always someone else who cared about them. She didn't say it before because she didn't care. Now she wants to tell this little girl, she I don't mind, so you can continue to hug.

"...I will pay attention to it in the future, elder." Yi Xin assured her heartily. Since she is an elder, her strength must be strong, so the battle that can hurt her leg should be the battle against the royal family of vampires that Dewey said. , A pair of legs for a life, well, just be alive.

"My surname is Du and my name is Jiuru. You can call me elder sister Jiuru. Dewey insists on calling me elder. Don't learn from him."

"... "

"Sister Jiuru, by the way, my name is Yi Xin~ You can call me Xiaobao."

"Xiaobao? Then, Xiaobao, can you give me a hug."

"..." Yi Xin only felt that Du Jiuru wanted to hug her to avoid making her feel guilty. She bit her lip and rejected Du Jiuru, but sneaked over to kiss Du Jiuru's side face.

Although she didn't get a warm hug, a sweet kiss made her even more satisfied.

Wrapping his arms around Yi Xin who wanted to run away, Du Jiuru branded a kiss on Yi Xin's forehead, "This is a reward for a good boy."

The heart beat violently, the heartbeat that was completely unbearable on ordinary people, in Yi Xin's face, she was blushing.

"Little guy, from now on, you will be mine."

The author has something to say: My people, my people, my people...

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Chapter 64

It was originally Su's terrible words, said from Du Jiuru's mouth, which made Yi Xin sink into the gentle eyes of the other party, nodded blankly, and sold herself to the woman in front of her.

"Oh, how cute!"

Under the moonlight, the figures of the two gradually merged without distinguishing each other.

From autumn to winter, year after year, until now, Yi Xin has lived in the territory of the Demon Hunters Guild for five years. She is already twenty, but because of her mixed blood, she looks only thirteen or fourteen years old. Dewey, on the other hand, finally looked like an adult.

"Bah, damn half-breed."

The sound of spurning from the purebred witcher in the distance made Dewey's pace stop. He clenched his fists, but said nothing, but walked across the street at a faster pace.Now the battle between the Demon Hunter Guild and the blood race is still going on. The mixed race is a shameless existence on both sides. Once it is discovered, it will be executed on the spot. Five years ago, it still needed to be sneaky. Now, it has become an open secret. The execution of the mixed race No one will intervene, including Elder Du.

He and Yi Xin are the lucky two.

After handing over the task, Dewey heaved a sigh of relief. The demon hunters couldn't get rid of him and Yi Xin because of Elder Du's face, but they assigned him an extra task. Every month as an adult, he had to hand over the heart of a blood race as his death warrant.

Yi Xin's task is easier, to pick the raw materials of the holy water that can inhibit the ability of the vampires.

Passing through the rose garden in front of him is Du Jiuru's residence. Dewey touched the medicine bag on his waist. Every time he went to hunt blood clans, he would help Yi Xin pick wine hearts. It didn't look like much, but it was already A month's worth, the wine heart grass grows on the edge of the wet cliff, it is very dangerous there, how can a weak girl like Yi Xin do such a dangerous thing, so it is good for him to protect her.

"Hey, little bastard, what's the good thing on the waist?" Ji Pei, the son of the demon hunter martyr, stopped Dewey, reaching out to snatch the medicine bag from Dewey's arms.

Dewey protected the medicine bag and took two steps back, staring at Ji Pei vigilantly. This man hated the blood clan because his parents died at the hands of the blood clan. They once taught him a lesson, but the elders helped the descendants of the martyrs and instead punished Dewey. After coming and going, Dewey tried his best to ignore Ji Pei and not care about him, but the other party pushed his nose more and more.

"Look what's wrong, bring it here!"

Not to mention that this is the herb that he spent a lot of effort to help Yi Xin pick it up, even with the attitude of the other party, he would not give it to the other party.

"Step aside."

"Dare to talk to me like that, little bastard, I know if you don't tell me, you picked the liquorice for another little bastard, right? It's really not easy for a lowly mixed race to gather herbs."

"...you try saying one more sentence!"

"I just said what's wrong, you lowly types, you don't count as people or blood, you shouldn't live in this world at all, if you waste the rations of our demon hunters, you should be stripped naked and paraded through the streets , tie it to a wooden frame, cut off your flesh with a knife dipped in holy water, pour salt water on it, and burn it completely, this is what you bastards should end up with."

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