Vol 6 Chapter 359: Pity

Updated: 2011-01-08
Pinger walked over to him and sat down, took the plate away, and looked at his expression with interest: "Hey, big wood, you don't look so scary at the beginning. You usually Is that the way? Is it like everyone? Hey... Your character is very strange, is there any reason? And oh, why did Ye Wuchen bring you in? Who are you? Uh huh... Are you telling me about your business? I want to hear it now."
She even asked a lot of questions, but she did not wait for the cold cliff to answer and asked the next one. Obviously, she did not expect cold cliff to answer her. When she asked the last sentence, she adjusted her sitting position, holding her hands and looking at it. This time, she was serious waiting for him to answer.
The answer to Leng Ying was only silence.
"Hey, wood is wood... that's good, I tell you my past, you tell me your past, we exchange, so no one will suffer, okay?"
Cold Cliff: "..."
Pinger did not wait for the cold cliff to answer, and began to talk about himself: "My current name, called Yan Pinger, in fact, my previous name is not called this, but called Fang Ping. That year, my My father is a well-regulated businessman. My mother is very gentle and wise, helping my father to take care of everything every day. Huh... Many things have become blurred, and now I have almost forgotten my parents.

Cold Cliff: "..."
"Later, my parents provoked an enemy and were chased to the door... Hey, it’s really annoying to hate these hatreds, I am like that, the lady is like that... just like that, my My parents were killed. I escaped, and then I lost my home. I fled far and far, and I went to a place far away from home. Because I was embarrassed to beg at that time, I could only eat what I had thrown away every day. Then, I lived there for more than two months... Hey, the food that was eaten at that time was much worse than what you are eating now." The screen flattened his mouth and snorted.
The cold cliff's gaze became sluggish and looked at the screen. Her narrative is so casual and natural, as if not telling her tragic past, but telling other people's stories, no sadness, no resentment, no pain... but, in the minds of the cold cliffs, clear Reflecting a girl who lost her parents tragically overnight, her family was fragmented and she became an orphan. She was alone and struggling to survive in the cold eyes and spurn of others. Heart, suddenly flashed a moment of tingling.
"After an evening, I hid in a small haystack and went to sleep. I met Miss. After I knew about my business, I asked her to follow her. She would take me to a place. Later I realized that the parents of the original lady. I was killed by others, we are all the same people... Then, the lady brought me here. The people here want me to swear never to leave this place, so I will stay. So, I will become One of the Northern Emperor Sects became the maid and sister of the lady, and she followed her every day. That year, the lady was only fifteen years old, I was only ten years old. Later, a sunflower that liked me very much. Grandma began to teach me the soul of the Northern Emperor Sect, but I was born stupid, and the entry was slow and slow. The grandmother of Sunflower had no descendants. When she was dying, she passed the power of her soul to me. ... Otherwise, I must be the most incompetent person. In that year, I could not help the lady to escape."
The screen didn't have any pauses and she said what she wanted to say. That past, it was far away from her. The wounds and pains have been smoothed out, and even if you remember, you won't feel anything. Perhaps this is related to her Lotte personality.
"Miss is my best sister. My biggest wish now is to go to the outside world and see what it has become. I want to find a lady and see her and her little baby are fine. Let her know that I have been fine all the time. You must not know, there are more than half of the people in the Northern Emperor Zongli who can't get out of their lives. Well, I have to say everything, now it is your turn." Pinger’s voice turned and smiled at the cold cliff:
The man has to talk and talk, but I have said it, and you must say it.

Leng Ying: "... my parents are dead." He looked at her for a long time before he said a word.
The atmosphere suddenly condensed, the screen's expression condensed, and then smiled: "Originally, we are all the same people, prematurely without parents... Your character, is it for this reason?"
"..." The source of the character of Leng Ya is very complicated. The most direct is the bad environment after his birth and the complex hatred of his father's wind and sun. The most root cause is that his konjac is destined to him. This character is moving towards.
Pinger took his silence as the default, and shot his shoulder like a big sister: "Hey, big wood, isn't it really like this? You look like this, I think you are like a child. Look, you should Look at me, my father and mother are suddenly dead, I love them very much, I was very sad and very sad at the beginning. But I am free every day in the future, never thinking about unhappy things. Just like now Even if I have been locked up here for so many years, I have always been happy. When I am bored, I will deliberately bully the poor little eight little nine. You know, when people die, they will go to heaven and then in heaven. Look at the people below. My father and mother must also look at me in the sky. So, I have to live very well every day, only I am happy every day, watching my father and mother will be happy... Isn't it right? Hey, your parents are the same. If you have a face every day, your parents will not feel at ease every day, as good as I am."
Cold Cliff: "..."
"Do you think that I am right? If you think that I am right, just smile. I suddenly want to know what your wood will look like." Pinger’s eyes widened and his face smirked. Looking at the face of the cold cliff, revealing the look of expectation.
The heart of the cold cliff was turbulent. Under her gaze, he found that he could not bear to reject her request at the moment. Like him, she is also a person without parents. Moreover, she lost her parents at a very young age, lost her family, and her parents were still killed. In contrast, her experience is more than him. It’s going to be much more tragic.
A special emotion of mutual sympathy, the distance between them is inadvertently quietly drawn. Opposite her gaze, he pulled a few corners and tried to laugh out... He had forgotten when he last laughed, in short, it has been a long time. For the first time in many years, he tried to laugh.
"Hey... Hey! Don't move, don't move! Just like this." Pinger suddenly excited, and the cold cliff stayed, and she kept some stiff expression in her voice. Pinger smiled and looked at him: "You see, you can see that you can laugh very well... Hey! You smile really really good, you must smile more in the future, maybe, still Can you accidentally fascinate a lot of girls?"
If there is a mirror at this time, the cold cliff will find out how stiff and ugly his expression is. Pinger seems to be watching the most perfect smile in the world, constantly praised in various ways, from time to time will sneak a few laughs.
In front of her, there is something in the heart of the cold cliff that is quietly melting, and another thing is quietly formed...
The night fell. The moon is empty and the stars are everywhere.
In the dead place of death, there are no birds and beasts, and even the wind that has been blown occasionally has a cold and cold silence. The stars of the sky look as if they are fascinated by a faint gray smoke.
Under the night sky, a small shadow sneaked toward another shadow, kneeling beside him, reaching out and shaking him.
"Hey, I have to sleep by you... I want to hug my daughter to sleep." Xiaomo fluttered in the night sky, still shining like a star, looking at him for a moment.
"Well, okay." Ye Wuchen smiled and took her shoulder and let her lie on her side. The small room of Xiaomo has been destroyed. They played for a day and they were exhausted and lying there in the open air. Tonight, it is very different for them.
"Hey." Xiaomo couldn't help but snickered and squatted down next to Ye Wuchen. After getting along with him for a day, that feeling is getting stronger and stronger. She really can't bear to kill him again.
Looking at the girl around me, Ye Wuchen looked up at the starry sky, and it was difficult to sleep for a long time.
Xiaomo’s change, he already felt it. It was similar to what he expected, and it was faster and smoother than he expected.
She is a devil... But how can a girl with only a teenage mind have real evil? Her evil has complicated reasons, just like her heart. She killed so many innocent creatures in the past, not because she had evil thoughts, but because she lost her mind in the curse and made her killing her. Instinct. When this "instinct" was curbed by him, she showed such simplicity, and even had a natural stay that was not light, and could not connect her with "evil".
Such girls, the things they want are as simple as their minds. Although Xiaomo has a strong strength, it is really simple to deal with. Just like now...
Really want to take her with me? Ye Wuchen asked himself in silence.
The daughter of the devil... With the orders of the parents, with the magic soldiers looking for the fourth of the Ten Holy Beads left in the Tianchen continent, is her parents really just ordinary devils?
Then, take her with me, will one day lead to the devil... and it is a strong demon, even the strongest demon. It’s like condensing snow and heart...
Xiaomo always wants to go back. Otherwise, she won't get the Dragon Ball in a time she has been waiting for too long, and then she has been trying to use the power. Because only with strong power, she can have the ability to go back.
Before, the words he said to Xiao Mo were a bit true and a few minutes away, and he knew it well. If he can, he would rather not meet this girl again. The most direct purpose of everything he said was to save his life. He succeeded. At this time, after getting along with her day, he found his heart began to swing.
She is actually like another condensed snow. Lonely, lonely, helpless... The original condensed snow is so weak, it makes people feel distressed, and Xiaomo... She has faded all the coats that are strong, but this is not the case.
Xiao Mo’s breathing became even and long, and he had quietly slept. When she was asleep, she was not so stable, but moved her body, followed the feeling, attached to Ye Wuchen, and moved the whole body to his arms in a little bit of movement. Only in the most comfortable position, I was asleep, and from time to time, there was a bright liquid. The liquid spilled from the corner of her mouth and wet his clothes.
Ye Wuchen's hand was gently placed on her shoulder, silent for a long time, he whispered: "In the future, stay with me, be an obedient, not a good boy."
On the light-closed eyes of the small foam, the long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the two small hands silently grabbed his clothes. She put down all her mind, this time it was really safe to sleep.


(Seeing the recent deliberate portrayal of the cold cliffs and the screens of the blending of feelings, what many students have guessed. Poor cold cliffs are destined to be lonely, his awakening needs all kinds of stimulation to make him desperate... Amitabha) ^-^^- ^
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