Chapter 6875: Forced to join

Ye Qian found the person easily with the mark left on the little nephew.
Although Xiaoerer first went, she did not immediately return to her place of residence, but drilled and drilled in a crowded place in the city.
On the surface, Xiao Yaner took out a small bowl and begged everywhere, and his job was in place.
But in Ye Qian’s mental induction, this little nephew seems to be guarding against anything.
At the end of noon, Xiao Yuer finally left the crowded area.
Under the turn of the clock, Xiao Yaner entered a city temple.
Ye Qian was a space rushing into the girders in the heights of the Chenghuang Temple.
He is going to see what is going on.
At least you should see if there is a runaway Xinghai Zong disciple behind this little nephew.
Generally speaking, for a practitioner, they have already passed the singer into the Tao, why bother to pay for it.
It’s not so hard to be self-protected, I don’t dare to give money to my little sister, I just want to test my character.
Ye Qianjue should be the former.
Different times in the past, say ugly, a dog who lost his family, where to escape to test others.
Really dead is not fast enough!
If it is the former, Ye Qian does not help to help, if it is the latter, Ye Qian silently left.
Take people's money and fight people.
Ye Qian took Chen Yicheng’s token and promised to meet with Xing Haizong’s disciples.
Now that I see the suspect, Ye Qian will not be bothered, and it will not delay much.
In the Chenghuang Temple, in the middle is the mud statue of the city, under the mud, the fire is burning, and several teenagers sit around.
In the corner of the wall, a small air intake is less, and the unkempt old man is wrapped in a dirty thin body and curled up against the mud.
Ye Qian’s eyes are locked on the old man’s body.
There is no half-skilled body, and it is indeed an ordinary person.
Still a sick ordinary person.
All the odd eight veins are blocked, Dantian is broken, and blood gas is greatly lost.
More importantly, under the unkempt face, a face is full of sword marks, still disfigured.
This person is a waste from the inside out.
It stands to reason that a mortal, under such injury, can survive to the present is not easy.
Amount, not right!
Ye Qian’s eyes flashed in the eye.
interesting!
Ye Qian’s mouth is a smile, find someone!
Not surprisingly, this old man who huddled on the ground was a disciple of Xinghaizong.
It is so bad to say that it definitely needs help.
However, as a master of nine products, he can conclude that the injuries on the elderly are the result of self-harm.
No one can hurt and hurt so well.
It hurts to look like it will hang at any time, it will die, but it can be maintained.
Is this help or not?
Ye Qian’s heart rolled his eyes and let’s take a look.
When the temple door opened and the little sister walked in, the eyes of several 13-year-old baboons beside the fire suddenly fell on the little scorpion.
One of the most sturdy little cockroaches in the body screamed and shouted: "Hey, this is not the young son of Zhao’s food shop..."
"This year, the son is like a dog, what a cat and a dog can call the son!"
"Hey, a good son is like a dog. How about, dog son, how many times do you listen?"
"Yeah, yeah, I haven’t heard of the son’s dog barking, let’s have fun together, dog son?

Someone took the lead, and the other little screams burst into laughter.
After sarcasm, only a small brow with a thick eyebrow frowned, and it seemed that some of them could not see.
After the family was defeated, I thought that the world was almost as good and cold, but after hearing these ridicules, the little nephew still clenched his fists.
The fingertips are deep into the palm of your hand, and the stinging sensation reminds the little nephew not to be impulsive.
You must know that because of its location on the border, Lishui County is small, but it is mixed.
Even if you are not qualified to practice, everyone will practice martial arts, even if you are awkward.
After all, practicing martial arts is the main way to get rid of this identity.
No one wants to beg for a lifetime.
There are many ways to practice martial arts. Of course, you can't learn well, but you are old, learn early, and learn for a long time.
Xiao Yaner has a family history, but he does not need to practice martial arts. He must be at least 12 years old, and the body can withstand the bones.
To put it simply, Xiao Yaner can't beat this group of satirical peers.
If you can bear it and don't touch his bottom line, the little nephew doesn't want to clash with them.
I glanced at them indifferently, and the little nephew ignored it and went straight to the old man in front of the corner.
Immediately behind him came a burst of snoring, and Xiao Yaner bit his lip, took a deep breath, and still resisted.
"Old man, have a meal..." Xiao Yuer squatted down and shook the old man's body, whispering a few times.
The old man heard the call and his ears moved, and he closed his eyes for a long while.
The eyes are black and white, and there is a thin layer of fog in front of the eyes. It shouldn’t be an old man who will be on the wood.
There was a complicated look in the eyes of the old man, and it was very difficult to pull the corner of his mouth. His voice was hoarse and vicissitudes. "Boy, are you going to find food again?"
"Well, old man, I met a good person today."
The smile on the face of Xiao Yan’s face is naturally calm, and it seems that he does not feel that begging is a matter of not being embarrassed or shameful.
In the arms of Xiaoyan, she found out the paper bag with rice, and the leftovers of Qingyunlou, which had been stuck to the skin.
"Eat, don't know how long you can live. If you want to eat something there, I will try my luck and God will take care of it."
Xiaoyan did not say the name of Qingyunlou, otherwise there are a few unscrupulous shackles over there, and I don’t know what would be done.
Even now, Xiao Yaner is carrying his body to feed the old man, not letting them see what it is.
Xiaoxier feeds a meal to the old population, and it is a breathing effort. He did not see the old man chewing and the food has disappeared.
This scene, he is used to it.
The old man is a fairy. He once breathed a sigh of relief, and he dispelled the cold and the disease, and the whole body was warm.
Unfortunately, the immortal also has a day of death.
This is what you are.
"I don't think the old man has a day to eat other people's leftovers!"
The old man barely pulled out a self-deprecating smile.
"Whoever has a difficult time!" Xiao Yaner pretend to be a veteran.
"Really, isn't it a disaster for you?"
A voice came from a few small beggars next to the fire, and it was the sturdy little singer who had just taken the lead.
He heard the little nephew say that he was in trouble, thinking that the little nephew was not convinced.
He dug his nostrils to bring the little beggars around, sneer and looked at the food in the hands of the little nephew, and suddenly his eyes were full of greed.
The scent, the color, is definitely begging from the big family.
"Oh, little son, it seems that the grain levied today is still richer..."
Strong and swallowed the mouth, and greeted several others who were still in the fire.
Interestingly, Ye Qian looks at it with gusto. This is a fight.
Even if the little nephews have been tempted, it is only that, and the young and weak, it is impossible to be these opponents.
I don't know the old man of Xing Haizong, but I still can't pretend it.
Seeing a few rounds, Xiao Yaner gradually emanate a faint chill, and asked: "What about that, do you have any thoughts?"
It is not easy to ask for food in Lishui County. It is normal for those little babies to sometimes not want to eat. Seeing such a rich food, they don't blame it.
This point, Xiaoxiaoer knows.
But knowing that there is no way, outside the cold, only this temple can accommodate.
"Thoughts? Hehe..." The sturdy little smirk, no answer.
At a moment, when the sound rang again, but another little cockroach was talking, the little scorpion who had been here for two days recognized the master of the voice for the first time - it was the thick eyebrow, his words. There is no such thing as the yin and yang of other people. "I haven’t left for two days. You are the one who has a hard time. Do you really want to have a strong meal with us?"
"How can I say that I am robbing your rice bowl with my skill?" Xiaoerer clenched his little hand, a little nervous, but it was too strong.
"Of course it is to grab our rice bowl."
Said, a few evil smiles and stood up, came to the side of Xiaoyan, surrounded the little nephew and the old man in the corner.
The thick eyebrows squatted against the side of the little nephew, and looked strangely at the silence, and gave everything to the old man who handled the little nephew. He explained in detail: "Unfortunately, the place where the fart is big in Lishui County, can The rice to be discussed is just a few mouthfuls. You have all gone, what we eat.
Don't say that we bully you, you are also a bitter life. With your identity as a son, you can temporarily ask for a meal. We can't make it difficult for you to fight for a few days and sell your face. But this morning, Xushuicheng Xu Jin was not allowed to go out. I don’t know when I was released from the ban. You just want to go out and rely on the relatives of the city to go out.
So, if you still want to have a meal in the city, let's get this rule today!

Xushui City Xu Jin is not allowed to leave?
Ye Qian heard a slight glimpse here, which he really didn't know, perhaps related to his robbing Xinghai Zongyu.
However, this thick eyebrow is also a second person. The words seem to be well-founded. In fact, the words are arrogant, and they still have hidden needles. They can't see them. One cockroach actually has such a level.
Xiao Yaner turned her head and looked at her eyebrows in amazement and asked abruptly: "Have you read the book?"
Thick eyebrows took a sip, spit out a thick sip, stepped on the foot, hate and said: "Reading has a fart. Now this world, force is the right thing. No force, reading for decades, the book has not been displayed. Will be killed by a knife, white."
The other few babies were laughing and laughing. The sturdy little slap was the head of the slap, and laughed loudly. "Don't say that your sinister singer - but, speaking, he died. It’s really awkward, haha...

The thick eyebrows sneered and refused to mention this. They asked Xiao Xiaoer: "Either join in, mix with us, or we will kill you both legs. If we can survive, we will throw you to the street to ask for food!"