Nine Phoenix Dynasty Phoenix Heavy Kwai Chapter

Chapter 1284 Puppet Country [5]

The instinct of a creature is doomed from birth. If someone hugs him at this time, he will know that he can cry as long as he is uncomfortable or unhappy, and someone will comfort him.

But not now.

He was like an abandoned cub. On the first day of his birth, his impression of this world was cold and fearful.

Tears filled the purple and red eyes, looking at this strange world, this sky...

At this time, a few refugees who fled ran in and saw the child on the steps. No one took a second look, but ran into the house to search for things.

Take all valuables, food and the like.

"There is a child who was thrown here."

"It seems to be a newborn child. It was abandoned at such a young age. It must be an illegitimate child."

"It's so pitiful. Even an adult can't live at this time, let alone a child. If he is abandoned, he will be abandoned. I hope he dies soon, so as not to suffer for too long. It's really pitiful."

"Are you going to kill him?"

"Killing him can be regarded as a relief for him."

"It's too cruel. I can't do anything with such a small child."

One of the refugees came up, stretched out a foot, and kicked the child off the steps with ease.

The child let out a piercing cry.

"Hey hey, what's the problem? Kill him and let him reincarnate early, don't suffer in this world."

As the man said, he walked down the steps and took out a knife from his waist.

None of the people behind came forward to stop them, they just looked at the man and pointed the knife at the child's heart.

"Wow wow wow..." The light of the blade was reflected in his eyes, and it was about to fall, when suddenly a ball of fire erupted on his body, and instantly set the refugee on fire.

"Ah—" The refugee only had time to let out a scream before being burned to ashes.

Immediately afterwards, the group of flames rushed towards the several people watching behind with lightning speed, and those people had no time to escape before being surrounded by the flames.

Then... just for a moment, the surroundings became quiet and silent, as if nothing had happened.

The knife fell with a 'clang', brushed across the child's face, and drew a scar lightly at the end of his eyes.

That small touch is very painful for such an immature person.

But as if he knew that no one would come to comfort him, he just pursed his mouth slightly and didn't cry.

It's just very cold...and my body hurts...

I don't know how long it took, his consciousness has gradually weakened, and suddenly someone came in again.

The people who came this time were completely different from the refugees just now.

Because there was a person's aura that was so strong that he woke up almost instantly.

He is still so young, but he has an innate familiarity with the aura of this person...

It's not because he is strong, it seems to be because this person has an extraordinary relationship with him.

That person slowly approached him, and he tried his best to open his eyes, trying to see who this person was.

As his eyes opened, a surprised voice came from above his head.

"Huh? His eyes..." The person who spoke was not the one he felt familiar with, "Curious about strange colors, purple and red..."

Then, a pair of hands picked him up, and a soft and warm cloak wrapped him up.

(End of this chapter)