Dijun, your cute concubine bit someone again

Chapter 1119 Little Linger's Tears ([-])

Little Ling'er's eyes were full of tears, and she tried not to let them fall. Uncle River God was right, the beautiful little girl is so bad, she must want to use the little boy to detoxify, and she won't let the little boy go away.

"Uncle River God, what's next? Has the little boy been taken back? Those beggars...why did those beggars... put the little boy..." Xiao Linger asked with a sob.

"The little boy was..." The black eyes of the river god flashed the cold haze, and the scene seemed to go back to a long time ago, the little girl who had been poisoned by the enchantment threw herself on the little boy frantically, tearing off the tattered clothes on his body. Clothes... At that time, the little boy tried his best to escape, how could he be the little girl's opponent?It was useless to struggle and resist. The little girl felt hot all over and touched the little boy, and frowned in disgust. The little boy couldn't bear this humiliation. When the little girl's hand touched his bottom, he committed suicide by biting his tongue.

who is it?Tell him that biting his tongue can kill himself?

He almost bit off the tongue in his mouth, but he didn't die. Blood flowed from the corner of the little boy's mouth. He looked at the blue sky, ignoring the unsightly actions of the little girl on him, and also ignored the little girl's unsuccessful attempts every time. curse.The little boy's eyes became hazy, and his head was drowsy.

The little boy couldn't figure it out, what did he do wrong?Why did God torture him so much?Has already tortured him to the point of recognizing people, ghosts or ghosts, but still refuses to let him go?
If...if...he can survive, he will not have mercy on anyone, these ugly people, what they have done to him, he will return it all, no matter how long it takes?Even if they died, he would still be on their children and grandchildren.

This is called retribution, retribution that does not deserve sympathy.

"Uncle River God." Xiao Ling'er tugged on his sleeve lightly, calling him back to his senses: "What happened to the little boy?"

The river god's thick eyelashes blinked to hide the haze in his eyes, and he lowered his eyes to look at the delicate and lovely little girl in his arms. Only when he saw her would he feel a little warmth, and he would feel a little warmth. Come on, there is still a little fun in life.

"The little boy was taken back. When the beggars came back, they wanted to roast the half-dead little boy. When they set up a fire, the river broke out. The beggars ran to the highest hillside in fright. The little boy was killed. Leave it there."

After a pause, the river god said again: "It was the old river god who saved the little boy. He took the little boy into the river. Seeing that the little boy was dying, the blood on his body was almost drained. He replaced the little boy with the blood of a human child. , until the little boy recovered, the old river god taught the little boy how to practice kung fu with the blood of virgin boys and girls, until the old river god died, he passed all the cultivation bases to the little boy, and told the little boy that human beings are untrustworthy Yes, they are cruel and vicious, and only by cultivating to become a real strong man will they not be bullied by anyone and will be able to avenge their own pain."

"Since then, the little boy's face has left the original scar forever. He is unwilling to remove it, just to remind himself every now and then."

Done.

The God of the River looked at the little girl in his arms, and after a while, he asked, "Xiao Ling'er, do you still sympathize with that little boy back then?"

He knew that Xiao Ling'er was very smart and could distinguish right from wrong. He told her these things because he wanted a result.

The tears in Xiao Ling'er's eyes had retreated, looking at the uneven face of the river god, she felt sympathy for the little boy's experience, but she couldn't understand that the little boy used the blood of virgin boys and girls to practice kung fu at the end. Hurt little boy.Why would a little boy implicate innocent people?Shouldn't the little boy take revenge on those beggars who hurt him?

Xiao Ling'er raised her hand, stroked his face lightly, her clear eyes sparkled, and she said softly, "Can the little boy stop killing innocent people?"

After a pause, she said again: "Xiao Ling'er is also a human being!"

Xiao Ling'er probably forgot, how can she be considered human?She was born a little fox.

Sure enough, he is a smart kid.

The River God didn't dislike Xiao Ling'er touching his cheek: "Xiao Ling'er, I won't hurt you."

As for the others, he doesn't care whether they live or die.

Xiao Ling'er's crystal white little finger touched the corner of his lips, it was warm and soft, like cotton candy.

"Uncle River God, can you let those innocent people go?"

It was wrong for Uncle River God to do this, and she didn't want Uncle River God to make mistakes again and again.

The God of the River frowned, a coldness flashed in his eyes, and suddenly asked: "Who told you?"

The God of the River's attitude suddenly changed, Xiao Ling'er's fingers trembled, and she retracted.

Seeing that Xiao Ling'er was frightened, the River God's eyes grew warmer, he held Xiao Ling'er's hands, and his voice became softer: "Xiao Ling'er, tell me, who told you? Don't worry, this seat is won't hurt you."

Xiao Ling'er looked at the big palm wrapped in her little hand, and shook her head: "No one told me, I discovered it myself."

Now that this matter has been spread out, Xiao Ling'er simply said it thoroughly.

She raised her head again, looked at the River God, and said, "Uncle River God, if you want blood to practice, Xiao Ling'er can give it to you, but those are innocent children, can you let them go?"

The God of the River laughed, his laughter was extremely cold: "Innocent? None of them is innocent."

How could he be willing to use Xiao Ling'er's blood for cultivation?Xiao Linger is so pure and kind.

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Xiao Ling'er returned to the room, she took out Huofeng's inner alchemy from her bosom, looked at its flickering fiery red luster, and felt troubled in her clear eyes.

"Big Bird, Little Linger really wants you to wake up. But, Little Linger can't do anything to Uncle River God. He was already so pitiful when he was a child, even more pitiful than Big Bird. Little Linger can't be so selfish. Big Bird, you Do you blame Xiao Linger for not saving you?"

The inner alchemy of the fire phoenix shone brightly in Xiao Ling'er's hand, and there seemed to be a shadow of a fire phoenix dancing inside, as if comforting Xiao Ling'er, telling her not to be sad, it didn't blame her.

Xiao Ling'er heard footsteps outside, so she put away Huofeng's inner alchemy.

Those who came in were Wang Yumiao and Little Sparrow.

The little sparrow came over to wash Xiao Ling'er's feet with a footbath in her hand.

Xiao Ling'er didn't see Feng Yuqing, she looked out the open door, Qingling's eyes were a little puzzled, before she could ask, she heard Wang Yumiao say.

"Hey~ Feng Yuqing doesn't know how he offended the God of the River, but was imprisoned by the God of the River to be tortured in the water prison. The sound of screams can reach my ears no matter how far away, tsk tsk..."

Xiao Ling'er trembled all over, and kicked over the footbath with her little feet, and the footwashing water spilled on the little sparrow's face, causing Wang Yumiao to laugh at her.

Xiao Ling'er didn't care whether her little feet were wet or not, she put on her shoes and ran out.

Seeing Xiao Ling'er leaving in a hurry, Wang Yumiao saw the roast mutton on the table, went over and tore a large piece and stuffed it into her mouth.

(End of this chapter)