What can I do to save you and my scum

The moonlight was sparse, the woods were dark, and the surroundings were extremely quiet. Suddenly, there was a rustling sound, like the sound of some kind of animal crawling.

A frail and small figure walked quickly in the woods, his worn clothes almost blending into the night, he looked left and right, a pair of black pearl-like eyes shone brightly under the moonlight.

"I'm sorry." The little man squatted down, picked up the dying little flower snake under his feet, and rubbed his cheek in distress.

Little Flower Snake seemed to understand, raised her head and gently pressed against his cheek.

"Go away and never come back."

The carriages and horses were leisurely, Qin Huaifang and his party drove for half a month, and finally stopped outside the gate of Muyun City.

Muyun City is a big city in the human world. It is bustling, lively and full of vitality. Everywhere you look, there are bustling people and attics with cornices. breath.

Jingyang drove the carriage into the city, crossed several streets, and stopped in front of a big family's house. Looking up, there was a dark red plaque hanging high.

The Shen family is a very prestigious and big family here, Tan Huaifang's visit this time was entrusted by his senior brother Shen Canglan.

After the butler notified, Master Shen hurriedly came to greet him. Seeing Tan Huaifang standing in front of the door, he respectfully called the Elder Immortal.

From appearance alone, Tan Haifang and Master Shen are very different in age. One is a handsome young man in his youth, and the other is an old man with silvery temples. But if counted by age, Qin Huaifang is several hundred years older than Master Shen, so Qin Haifang accepted this gift as a matter of course.

"The fairy long boat is exhausted, and the journey has been hard. The villain has already prepared the guest room, please don't dislike it."

Qin Huaifang nodded, and followed Master Shen into the mansion, along the way, there were rockery and flowing water, pavilions, towers and pavilions, gurgling streams surrounded like brocade belts, and lush flowers and plants, all of which showed the strong financial resources of the Shen mansion.

In the main hall, Master Shen's beautiful words kept pouring out, which were nothing more than flattering words. Overtly and secretly, he also insinuated about Shen Canglan's recent situation, because Shen Canglan was the ancestor of the Shen family and the most important root of the Shen family tree.

Qin Huaifang was not good at these things, at first she echoed a few words, but in the end she kept a straight face and said nothing, only Master Shen was left singing a one-man show, Jing Jing followed his example, and shut up with his lord.

On the contrary, Lu Xing'er was a little enthusiastic, and pulled Master Shen to tell a lot of interesting things about Qing Shanfeng. Thanks to her, this time's "communication" did not end in embarrassment.

Besides, the purpose of coming to Shen's house this time is for Master Shen's grandson, Shen Hao.

This child is the youngest grandson of the Shen family, but he has been weak and sick since he was a child. The Shen family invited countless doctors and concluded that he would not live to be 15 years old. The old man really had no choice but to beg Shen Canglan.

Shen Canglan said: "Since you are short-lived, follow me to Qingshan Peak, but this time you will never see each other again. The original everything is just passing by, can you be willing?"

The Shen family gritted their teeth and agreed with tears in their eyes, so what if they don't meet each other, it's better to be alive than dead.

At the end, Master Shen suddenly came and said something, and Tan Huaifang crushed the teacup abruptly in agitation.

He said: "The Immortal Elder and Tai Zu have a harmonious relationship, and their love is stronger than gold. I really envy us other people!"

This tai.zu is naturally talking about Shen Canglan.

Tan Huaifang's face turned black, and she bit out these words between her teeth: "Love is better than...gold?"

"Who told you that we have a relationship?!"

"Eh?" Master Shen was puzzled: "Aren't you two Taoist companions?"

Qin Huaifang stood up from the chair with a "chuckle" and her eyes were as cold as a knife: "Nonsense!"

Master Shen originally wanted to slap Tan Huaifang's flattery, but he didn't know that he slapped it on the horse's hoof.He hastily apologized, saying that Lu Xing'er and Jingyang were laughing aside.

In fact, not only Master Shen misunderstood this matter, but many people in the comprehension world thought so. The reason was that Shen Canglan was too fond of Tan Huaifang, a junior, and whenever others asked about the "Taoist Companion", Shen Canglan just laughed and said nothing.

He neither denies nor admits it, and once it comes and goes, the news will be confirmed.

Tan Huaifang was full of anger, and walked away with a flick of her sleeves. The wind and waves swept by the hem of her clothes, the seats and benches were overturned, and the melon and fruit tea tray rolled all over the floor.

In the hall, Master Shen was left trembling with fear, Jingyang snorted and sternly said, "Master Shen, you can't say this in front of your lord from now on."

Shen Xing'er: "My master has a thin skin and knows very little about love affairs. Master Shen, please don't take offense."

Master Shen wiped his sweat, feeling as if he had walked away from the gate of hell, and nodded solemnly: "Don't dare, Qing Shanfeng is the benefactor of the Shen family. Without Qing Shanfeng, how could we come to the current Shen family? No one dares to be half sleepless."

Lu Xing'er smiled like a flower, and Jingyang nodded in satisfaction.

Finally, Tan Huaifang asked the system why he didn't have these things when he was reading, specifically referring to the two or three things between him and Shen Canglan.

The system replied: [The novel "The Legend of Another World Supreme" has a lot of foreshadowing at the beginning, and the ending is a little hasty, and there are many bugs. When the technician restores the various scenes in the book, it is necessary to add some new plots. I hope the host will forgive me]

Qin Huaifang said coolly, "What you said makes sense, but I'm speechless."

System: [...I'm just a system, just a bunch of codes, don't be weird with me]

Qin Huaifang: "I'll give you a one-star negative review!"

system:【……】

Qin Huaifang didn't want to stay longer in Shen's residence, the purpose of this trip was Fengwei Mountain in the West Sea, she came to Shen's house but picked up Shen Hao on the way, stayed for a day and then prepared to leave.

That night, Tan Huaifang informed the two disciples to prepare to leave the next day, but unexpectedly something went wrong the next day.

The door was pushed open violently, Jingyang blushed and had a thick neck, panting and said: "Your Majesty, it's not good!"

Qin Huaifang's eyelids twitched, and he frowned and scolded: "What do you look like in a panic, catch your breath before you speak!"

Jingyang cried with a sad face: "Your Majesty, something happened to Senior Sister Xing'er!"

Tan Huaifang supported her forehead, and it was Lu Xing'er again. Every time Lu Xing'er got into trouble, Jingyang would report in such a stumbling manner.

I don't know what's going on this time.

"Didn't I tell you to keep an eye on her? Why, you drew your sword against mortals again?!"

Jingyang shook his head like a rattle: "No! No! Senior sister has robbed the magic field this time!"

Qin Huaifang had a mouthful of old blood stuck in her throat.

The prison was dark and damp. Rats crawled on the dark floor tiles. The cracks on the mud walls looked like the wrinkled bodies of reptiles. A small window was open, revealing a few faint lights.

In the corner, Lu Xing'er's hands and feet were bound, and a piece of sackcloth was stuffed into his mouth, whining and yelling non-stop.

It's really a mistake, and it has been hated for thousands of years!

Lu Xing'er did not expect that there were other cultivators in Muyun City, and he was captured carelessly. He was really ashamed of the title of Qing Shanfeng's disciple.

With a sound of "squeak", the cell door was pushed open, and the snow-white cloud boots stepped on the wet dry grass and approached step by step. Lu Xing'er raised his head, tears streaming down his eyes slowly.

The rag was taken out of her mouth, and Lu Xing'er burst into tears, "Master...they bullied me...you want to avenge me...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

"It's not too embarrassing!" Qin Huaifang frowned and poked Lu Xing'er's forehead. With a light swipe of her fingers, she loosened Lu Xing'er's restraint, and lifted her up from the ground.

Qin Huaifang was angry: "I eat too much all day long, I don't learn a lot, and my mind is not in the right way. I deserve to be bullied!"

Lu Xing'er pursed her lips, tears streaming down her face: "Master... I... I'm doing good deeds..."

Qin Huaifang became even angrier when she heard this: "Is robbing the court a good deed?!"

Lu Xing'er hurriedly pointed to the opposite side: "Master, look at it! It's a little beggar! We got to know each other anyway, and we can't just leave him alone!"

Qin Huaifang was startled for a moment, then turned around abruptly, her eyes shot at the person opposite her like cold arrows.

I haven't seen him for a few days, and the little beggar has become even more haggard and thin, and his face is dirty again, only the size of a palm.His eyes had never left since Tan Huaifang walked in, and now seeing that person turn around, joy flashed in his black eyes.

"It's you!" Qin Huaifang frowned, he didn't have a good impression of this little beggar.

The displeasure in Qin Huaifang's eyes was so obvious that it was about to turn into pieces of icy blades piercing into his heart, extinguishing his blood.

The little beggar's eyes dimmed instantly.

Lu Xing'er couldn't help but said: "Master, they said that the little beggar killed people, how could it be possible? Look at his thin and small appearance, how could he kill people? Master, please save him! Master——"

Qin Huaifang gently pressed Lu Xing'er's noisy lips, and said calmly: "Some things, what you see is not necessarily true. A burly man can die from a stab in the back, and a man who has no strength to restrain a chicken can also kill with a knife. How do you know that he was wronged? "

"Master—" Lu Xing'er begged in a low voice, "I believe he is not that kind of person!"

Tan Huaifang was slightly annoyed, and wondered what kind of sorcery did this little beggar use to make Lu Xing'er work for him like this?Just as he was about to yell at him, the little beggar behind him spoke up.

He said softly, "Forget it."

"Forget it, Sister Xing'er, I deserve to die, I killed the person."

Qin Huaifang sneered, sure enough!

Lu Xing'er was stunned: "Do you have any difficulties? Tell me, and my master will help you!"

The little beggar laughed mockingly: "People are born in different classes. The poor die less than a feather, but the rich die more than Mount Tai. A person like me is worse than a dog. How can I bother the elders to help me?"

Qin Huaifang frowned: "Since you have done something wrong, you should be punished. Who will you show this attitude of blaming others?"

"Resentful?"

The little beggar raised his head slowly, met Tan Huaifang's eyes, and held the prison door tightly with both hands. His immature face added a little bit of grimness. He asked word by word: "Because I'm poor? Because I'm weak? If I Should be punished, what about them?"

"What about those beasts who sell people like goods? What about those villains who bully the weak and pretend to be powerful?"

The little beggar choked up, and said aggrievedly: "Because of this damned appearance, I was forced to be a prisoner in the mansion, should I suffer this crime? Why..."

"Does the weak deserve to be bullied? Does it mean that only the powerful and the rich have the qualifications to be human?"

"Why can bad people easily decide the lives of others, put people to death with one-sided words, and the weak are doomed to die?"

"I want to live... just want to live well..."

"Really...is it that difficult?"

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