Kuaishou's blackened male god is a little favored

Chapter 452 Little beggar X gloomy son 1
Xia Xiyan opened her eyes again, and found that she was standing in the rubbish dump, surrounded by red walls and blue bricks, antique buildings, cars and horses, pedestrians, peddlers hawking, and passers-by in ancient costumes.

She came to another strange world and left Chi Rongge.

Thinking of that man's helpless tears, Xia Xiyan felt pain in her heart, and tears rolled down from her eyes.

"Eliminate the emotions of the previous world." The system's voice sounded.

The inseparable hotness and pain in her heart gradually faded away, and her feelings for Chi Rongge were like smoke that melted away, dissipating little by little until it was completely cleared away, and her heart full of pretense suddenly faded away. Empty out.

Xia Xiyan threw away the rubbish in her hands, wiped away the tears from her face, came to a nearby lake, stood on the bluestone platform, and took a look.

Damn, she is a disheveled beggar.

Her hair was messed up like straw, her face was covered with something, like mud, her original face could not be seen clearly, and she was wearing tattered clothes.

Xia Xiyan stared at the reflection in the water, she was wearing men's clothes, some kind of doubt flashed in her eyes, she reached out her hand to touch her chest, a little flat, her eyes widened.

Damn, is she a man!
Then is she attacking a man or a woman?
"007, you bastard, get out of here."

Xia Xiyan went crazy, she gritted her teeth, trying to tear up that garbage system.

"Host, don't worry, you are definitely a woman. If you don't believe me, you can take off your pants and have a look." The system immediately explained.

"Take off your pants on the street, I'm not as wretched as you."

Xia Xiyan exhaled, fortunately, although she is a beggar, she is at least a woman.

"The young master gave alms, the young master gave alms..."

There was a shout not far away.

Those beggars who were squatting in the corner and dressed in rags stood up one after another, and ran towards the shout.

There was a grunting sound from Xia Xiyan's stomach, she was very hungry, and she didn't know how long it had been since the original owner had eaten.

Before she could react, she was pulled into the team of beggars and followed the crowd.

Came to a field as empty as a college.

On the high platform erected, there were several vats, which were filled with white steamed buns.

Line up separately and go to the high platform to get the steamed buns.

Xia Xiyan was in the queue, and when she looked back, there were still many people in the queue behind her.

The door they had just entered was closed.

Xia Xiyan felt strange in her heart, why did she close the door and open it again after they went out, isn't it superfluous.

Looking forward, many beggars had already received steamed buns, and they were sitting on the open space beside them and started to gobble them up.

Xia Xiyan swallowed, touched her flat stomach, and felt even hungrier.

After finally getting her in line, just after receiving two steamed buns, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted, "Young master is here."

Xia Xiyan looked up at the attic in front of her.

An exile boy, he is dressed in white clothes, with picturesque eyebrows, lips like cherry blossoms, complexion like snow, exquisite facial features, a few strands of long hair fluttering in the wind on his forehead, long black hair tied with a jade crown, half loose , half bundle, romantic and comfortable, elegant and extravagant.

He was as gentle as a spring breeze, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, making him even more masculine.

It's a pity that his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of dust, and he couldn't see the magnificence in his eyes. With the support of the beautiful maid, he sat on his seat, and he looked down at the downstairs with a blank expression.

This young man is so handsome, and his extraordinary demeanor is enough to fascinate thousands of young girls.

"Go on, kill him."

Just as Xia Xiyan was indulging in the beauty of the banished fairy boy, a hostile voice sounded around her.

(End of this chapter)