Chapter 42: healing
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Rebirth: Degenerate Slave Abuses Tyrant
- 梅果
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- 2021-02-10 03:00:10
Long Shi said to Luo Wei: "The son, if we still carry the shadow guard, it will only slow down our journey."
Rovi shook his head and said, "If we don't take him, he can't live."
Dragon ten shook his head and sighed.
"He called defending," said Rovi. "Ten, don't look down on him. Life is different in life. The defending itself has not done anything wrong."
"The son."
"Ten, no one in Kirin's shadow guards volunteered to be the defender. They are all children of poor families, or they are the nephews on the street. They are all strongly bought by Qilin Villa."
The dragon was silent for a moment, and then Luo Weiyi said, "The son said, we did not think of this."
Luo Wei said: "Ten, don't look at him in the future, be nice to him, don't let him be embarrassed. We will not mention it in defending the past, just forget it."
Long Shi solemnly said: "Long Ten knows."
In the wooden house, tears flowed out from the eyes of the defending. The shadow guards are shallow, and they wake up when they are moving around. They just woke up, but they woke up when Luo Wei spoke with Long.
This feeling is very wonderful. When the defending is still in the middle of the battle, the mother is hugged in the arms and begged to live along the street. When she was four years old, her mother died of hunger and cold. He could not let his mother enter the land. He could only watch the officers and men on the street throwing his mother into the river outside the city. When he was six years old, he was taken into the training camp by Qilin Villa from the street. He was trained for five years, and then the owner of the film for nine years. In the 20 years of defending his life, no one except his mother was better than him. No one cares. He did not see himself as alive and dead. On the street for food, the most unnecessary is self-esteem. When he entered the Kirin training camp, he was just an object. Even a dog was not as good as self-esteem. I didn't expect Luo Wei to be afraid of him. He deliberately let the emperor's dragon rider be nice to him. This person is actually taking care of his self-esteem. After his mother died, the defending once again had the feeling of being cared for. This feeling Too strange, it seems to be a matter of the last life.
Someone pushed the door and came in. The defending man turned his head inward. He was slow at this time. He hadn't had time to raise his hand to wipe away the tears. There was already a warm hand touching his face.
Luo Wei sat down at the bed and gently wiped away the tears of the defending. "What happened?" He asked the defending. "Is it painful?"
"No pain," the defending champion choked.
"It's okay," Rowe whispered. "Which people have been unlucky? Defend you to forget the days of the past."
The defending champion said: "Yes, I will forget."
"The seven sons went to sleep," Rovi's voice was even smaller. He almost whispered to defending him: "Are you still up there?"
The defending body is a stiff, he does not believe that his current body can also make Luo Wei interested.
"Don't misunderstand," Rowe said quickly. "You have a blood clot there, and you will be scrapped if you don't discharge it."
The defending star blushes. "If that thing is abolished, it will be abolished."
"So how do you make a small solution in the future?" Rowe's hand has already reached into the middle.
"The son?!" If the defending champion can jump, he must jump.
"I am not malicious," Rovi whispered: "Take your tube to guide your present body. I have tried to get it for you these few days, but you have been ignorant of people, but the place is not available." Oh, it will hurt a bit, but you still have to try your anger."
"I'm too dirty," defending the pain and reaching out and grabbing Rowe's hand. "It will dirty the son."
"Dirty people are the ones who harm you," Rovi said. "Or do you think I am the same as those people?"
The defending champion immediately said: "The son is not."
"Then let go," Rowe moved.
"The son!" The defending blush is about to bleed.
"It's okay," Rowe whispered comfortingly.