Invincible Starts With NPC Crossing

After spending some money, the drunk three people are now mostly awake, and soon fled.

In the dark night, the little girl looked up at the man in front of her silently. At this moment, her eyes were very bright, like stars in the sky. Suddenly, she had hope for life again.

That man is Yang Lin. Compared with the little girl, his eyes are sharp but dim.

Just like a ghost, Yang Lin returned to the original place in the next instant, as before, without any sound or movement.

His long knife was clasped in his backhand. He seemed to be waiting for something, but it seemed that he was just staying here like a wandering lonely soul.

What the little girl wanted to say, she stared at Yang Lin's position for a long time, and finally, she held the money she had just gotten tight and ran away.

Now only Yang Lin is left in this place.

However, he didn't care about the little girl's departure, or that, this street, everything in front of him, had nothing to care about.

Yang Lin closed his eyes, no one knew what he was doing here.

I don't know how long it took, and there was a sudden sound of footsteps not far away. I knew someone was running when I heard it, but based on the severity of the steps, it can be inferred that he was not very old.

Yang Lin opened his eyes, and he caught a glimpse of the little girl before returning.

She was holding a paper bag in her hand, and it was still steaming. She quickly ran to Yang Lin, and then sent the paper bag to Yang Lin with both hands.

"Ok……"

Yang Lin looked down. There were three steaming steamed buns in the paper bag, and the little girl had a smile on her face. It was obvious that she meant to give it to herself.

Yang Lin didn't pick it up, only a trace of puzzlement flashed in his eyes.

Although the little girl is young, she has always lived in this city like a stray cat at her age, so she knows a lot.

Of course, the most important thing is her heart, even in this environment, it still retains the original kindness and innocence.

"Uncle, you haven't eaten here for a day. You must be hungry. Three buns for you."

Yang Lin's lips moved. He wanted to say something, but he was like a throat. For a person like him, no matter how excited he is, it won't show up on his face.

He just shook his head slightly and motioned for the little girl to leave.

"Uncle, aren't you hungry? Obviously you haven't eaten anything for a day, and you haven't even drank a drop of water," the little girl said and said with a smile on her face: "This is just a thank you gift to uncle, if If it’s not an uncle, I don’t have anything left."

That smile, like a flower that blooms at night, is inconspicuous but it makes people's heart bright.

"no need!"

This is the first time Yang Lin said, "I am not hungry."

"Cuckoo—"

This voice was not from Yang Lin, but from the little girl. You don't need to guess that the little girl hasn't eaten anything for a long time. Even when she was talking to herself just now, the little girl held her belly intentionally or unintentionally in order not to make her belly growl hungry.

This is a kind and sensible little girl who makes people feel sorry for it, but...

"It's not safe here, you should leave soon, lest you wait and hurt yourself."

"Insecure?"

The little girl was stunned. She looked at Yang Lin carefully, and then her eyes fell on the long knife behind Yang Lin.

Although the little girl was small, she was well-versed in the world, and she understood something at once. However, until now, she had only taken one bun and still stubbornly sent the other two buns to Yang Lin.

Yang Lin wanted to refuse, but looking at the hopeful gaze of the little girl, he finally stretched out his hand.

He just took one, and then his face twitched. He wanted to laugh, but suddenly remembered how many years he hadn't laughed, and now he can't even laugh.

There were two dirty little handprints on the bun I took, but Yang Lin didn't care. He held the bun and shook it, indicating that one was enough, until he took a bite of the bun, and the little girl finally showed a smile on her face.

"It's dangerous here, you leave here as soon as possible, don't come back!"

"Well, I got it."

The little girl glanced at Yang Lin one last time, and then ran away.

The night is getting deeper.

Under the curtain of night, there was a light rain at this moment. The light rain did not bring coolness to this place, but made the current sultry heat a bit more humid.

Da da da--

On the street in the distance, the sound of a carriage came from far and near.

In this age of mechanization, the carriage has become a retro product and a status symbol. This is very different from the old machinery that is full of iron smell and creaking. It is vivid and vivid, and only the rich and the identity can afford the carriage.

But even so, in this era, many people want to increase their strength. They directly transform themselves into cyborgs, for example, transforming an electronic eye and transforming a mechanical arm. And this once became popular.

Therefore, in the present moment, what is heard on the street is more mechanical creaking and piercing.

Of course, it is not important to say that, because Yang Lin's actions began at this moment. A sea of ​​blood and hatred, endless death!

The long knife has been out of its sheath, and the life has been put on the long knife. The knife is there, and the knife is dead!

In the dark night, it was quickly replaced by a stern rant and the clang of weapons collision, but in this dull rainy night, few people knew what happened.

As time continued to pass, Yang Lin clutched the wound in front of him and supported the wall to move forward slowly.

He is just a body of flesh and blood, and his cultivation is not top-notch. Even if the raid is first, he still struggles to deal with those steel monsters. He has no money to transform part of his body into steel, and of course he doesn't bother to do that, because in that case, he will feel that he is not human.

He doesn't like his body being dominated by cold steel, even if he goes against the general trend and goes against the trend, he still won't choose that path.

Although there was no fatal injury in the fight just now, the wound was quite large, and he felt dizzy even with too much bleeding. He stayed on the ground with a long sword, and after arriving at a relatively quiet place, he was breathing heavily, desperately recovering his strength.

I don't know how long it took, and in a slightly vague consciousness, I suddenly felt someone in front of me.

He suddenly raised his head, clenching the long knife in his hand, ready to rush forward at any time.

"Uncle, are you okay?"

Unexpectedly, it was the little girl from before.

"Why are you here?"

Hearing Yang Lin's question, the little girl was startled, and then seriously said: "Uncle is a good person. I am worried that uncle will be in danger, so I have been watching from a distance."

"It's none of your business, you can go, don't have anything to do with me."

"No, uncle bleeds too much. If you don't deal with it in time, you will die," the little girl's voice was very firm, and she even stepped forward to support Yang Lin's arm...