my goddess school flower

bang bang bang...

Li Qingfeng kicked some of Prince Qiao's ribs and left angrily.

Wang Ziqiao knew that he hadn't gone far at all. A recovery technique was blessed on his body to repair the wounds in his body...

On the second day, Prince Joe was as good as ever, walking on the streets of the small town with a cane and twisting a broken bowl, heading for the distance.

Li Qingfeng was a little surprised. He didn't know why Wang Ziqiao's injury healed so quickly, so he definitely broke a few bones on Wang Ziqiao's body tonight, and then observed carefully, maybe he could discover the secret of Wang Ziqiao's skills .

The hair was messed up, and the single clothes on her body became dirty and tattered, Wang Ziqiao didn't realize it.

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After crossing countless country roads, Wang Ziqiao entered the city again. Several cleaners were sweeping the road, and people and cars were passing by on the road, but they did not slow down for Wang Ziqiao's existence.

When a group of junior high school students passed by Wang Ziqiao, they threw two one-yuan steel coins into his broken bowl. Wang Ziqiao bought a roasted sweet potato with the two dollars and ate it with relish.

Li Qingfeng drooled watching from behind.

Now it is the fifth day. In the past five days, Li Qingfeng has made Wang Ziqiao suffer a lot, but he is also suffering with Wang Ziqiao. Burning sweet potatoes, pursed his lips, and comforted himself: I am a fairy elder, how can I be a beggar like him?

After holding his hands, he turned his face away, looking like he wouldn't eat it even if he was killed. He glanced around and found a store that sold breakfast, so he walked away.

Li Qingfeng was no longer afraid that Wang Ziqiao would run away. In the past few days, he found that Wang Ziqiao didn't intend to get rid of him at all. Instead, he continued to walk in the direction of Maoshan very honestly.

Of course, although he knew the secrets of Wang Ziqiao's exercises, he couldn't learn them, so there was nothing he could do.

And Wang Ziqiao, who ate the burnt sweet potatoes, wiped his mouth with his hands, and continued walking along the street, when he met a boy pulling a shelf cart on the side of the road.

The boy was only eleven or twelve years old. Straw was spread on the shelf cart, and a woman in her 30s was lying halfway on the straw. There has been extensive frostbite on the ground.

There is a piece of cardboard hanging on the armrest of the shelf car, with some words written on it. The general meaning is that the child’s mother has cancer, and the father ran away from home. I hope that kind people can reward some money for the mother’s treatment.

Wang Ziqiao was curious, so he stopped, looked at the skinny boy, and said, "Your mother is sick, why did you take her out to beg?"

The young man looked at Wang Ziqiao suspiciously, and did not look at Wang Ziqiao differently because Wang Ziqiao was a beggar, and said: "I took my mother to the hospital for a physical examination, and I didn't take my mother to beg!"

"Oh! Then what's wrong with your mother?"

"Bone cancer!" The young man knew his mother's illness very well, and replied directly, but he did not stop making progress.

Wang Ziqiao followed the young man and continued to ask, "Are you rich?"

"There are some!" The boy didn't have much confidence, but he looked at Prince Qiao warily.

But the boy's mother smiled and said: "Little brother, I think you are also a healthy person, why do you want to be a beggar? Now the construction site is recruiting people everywhere."

Wang Ziqiao smiled, without saying a word, and looked at the other party.

The woman was still knitting a sweater, and continued: "I've been ill for a few days, but he is too filial to my baby. He took me to the hospital today, Sunday. I don't want to go, but he insisted on dragging me to the hospital." I went and said that I have already asked for more than 100 yuan, but what is the use of the more than 100 yuan, most of it was saved by the doll herself!"

"Mom, more than 100 yuan is still money. I will go to beg for food every day in the future, and I will definitely cure your illness, Mom!" The boy said very stubbornly.

"Then this sweater in your hand?" Wang Ziqiao asked.

"Oh, this, this is the sweater I knitted for my baby. I have knitted seven sweaters in total, enough for him to wear to an adult..." Although the woman was suffering from illness, she didn't suffer too much. She looked at the child pulling the cart in front of her. , her eyes were full of love and tears.

Wang Ziqiao didn't ask the child's father what he was doing. He could feel that the woman's body was no longer good. Perhaps, when this sweater was finished, her life would come to an end. However, before she died, she still Worried about my child, worried that my child does not have warm clothes in winter...

He watched the mother and child quietly, and his pace became slower and slower. A magic spell that washed away the lead was blessed on the woman.

The woman was stunned immediately, she was facing backwards, and found a ray of light piercing from Prince Qiao's hand, and then enveloped herself, the pain in her body immediately weakened a lot, and then she fell into a coma!

Wang Ziqiao followed behind the shelf car all the time, and he turned and left after more than ten minutes. The woman had recovered from her illness, but she and her son didn't know it yet.

Li Qingfeng squinted his eyes and stared at Wang Ziqiao with a half-smile: "What? You are so kind? You actually help the poor to treat diseases? Don't let people take 100 million anymore?"

Prince Joe ignored him, walked around him, and continued walking.

"I said you boy, are you planning to become a monk? It looks like a monk, but I advise you that if you really want to become a monk, you should also become a Taoist priest. Why don't you join me in Maoshan? Ask me to be your teacher, Whatever you want, I will satisfy you, how about it?" Li Qingfeng said seductively.

"You can't give me what I want, stop talking, let's go, at our current speed, we may not be able to reach Maoshan in a month!"

"What are you in a hurry?"

"What? Don't you want to catch me to Maoshan? Now there's no rush?" Wang Ziqiao asked.

"Hmph! Stop talking nonsense. When you arrive at Maoshan, it will be your death date. No matter what, I will use talisman to probe your soul memory!" Li Qingfeng snorted coldly, and his face returned to the coldness.

"Then let's go!" Wang Ziqiao strode forward with a cane.

Looking at Wang Ziqiao's back, Li Qingfeng hated him deeply. Yesterday he received a call from Ding Lianfeng. Ding Lianfeng had told him not to hurt Wang Ziqiao, but to protect Wang Ziqiao's safety. Otherwise, he would be dealt with according to the rules.

He knew that Huo Xiang must have threatened Ding Lianfeng, that's why Ding Lianfeng gave such an order.

He didn't have to listen to Ding Lianfeng's words. After all, the two were far apart, and the other party didn't even know where he was. However, he couldn't bring Wang Ziqiao to Maoshan, because Maoshan was what Ding Lianfeng said, and no one would dare to disobey it. Ding Lianfeng's words, so he could only pray to spend more time with Wang Ziqiao, and then extract the secret of the exercises from Wang Ziqiao.

After walking a few steps, Li Qingfeng put on a smile and said, "Prince Qiao, look, I rescued you from Shilong, and you really didn't show it at all?"

"I was saved by you?"

"What do you think? If I hadn't been there, you would have been killed by Qin Ziyu!"

"Weird, weird...hehehe..." Wang Ziqiao stopped talking and quickened his pace.