The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss

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"They must be the children left behind by the people who came from the lower bounds. They had a chance to join the city of Motown. They haven't had time to do it, or they are not qualified to apply for an identity plate."

Purple: "So small children, no welfare institutions?"

Inkling: "Yes, but the welfare agencies will only give the children of the city with the nameplate, and they will not be able to take care of them."

Zi Yan pointed to Xiao Mubai: "What do they do?"

Mo Zeling shook his head: "If they are checked out, the only way out is to send them outside the city."

Purple: "But the Warcraft is out of the city..."

Inkling revealed a sympathetic color: "Yes, the outer world of Warcraft is rampant, and the villages below admire the force. The powerful people welcome them. Those without strength will be rejected by them. These children have no fighting power. Those villages People who are not willing to ask for them, they will be thrown out of the village, and will be swallowed up by Warcraft at night."

Xiao Mubai walked in the front, and he listened as he walked, his face paler and paler.

They are right. Their small group, like a rat crossing the street, can only be hidden in the gutter, not to be discovered by the outside world, so be careful to live.

There is a touch of unbearable color on the face of Zi Yan: "Is there no one to speak for them?"

Mo Zeling shook his head: "Their parents must have died. Their parents have not been able to carry out their identity cards. It shows that they are very general and how can they benefit children? So this group of children is a special group of small people. They are too thin, people are light, no one speaks for them, and no one fights for their rights. Every time the Murray census is a disaster for them."

The face of the purple cicada is unbearable.

When the group of Su Luo really entered the bridge hole, the face of Zi Yan could not bear to be invented.

The bottom hole is damp and dark.

There are water stains on the walls.

Black lacquered, only a little faint light.

The cave is less than 30 square meters. Within this small space, there are twenty covered on the ground. It is conceivable that every night, these twenty children will curl up in the small cover and freeze until dawn.

Even... as soon as everyone entered, they smelled a sour and musty smell.

"Yawn!" Zi Yan directly sneezed and pinched his nose.

Because it was during the day, many children went out to find work, so there was almost no one in the hole at the moment.

Xiaomu Bai looked down at a few people in the Soviet Union: "This is our home. What do you want?"

Su was in a small hole and walked around. Suddenly, she moved her eyebrows.

“Why did you choose to live here?” asked Su Luo.

Xiaomubai is dejected: "This is the junction of the dark river and the land. It is generally not checked here during the census, so we..."

"What's wrong?" Mo Zelin looked at Su Luo with doubt.

The hand of Su’s hand touched the lava of the wall, and sniffed under the nose, and there was a hint of thought in the eyelids.

For a while, she was about to talk, but there was an eager footstep outside.

"Quickly, put the little fruit Ding back in." A boy's voice.

Su looked back and found two or three boys, a boy in the middle of the middle, and a **** the back. He looked anxious and exposed the painful color.

Xiao Ding is obviously the name of the little girl.