Villain: I Call My Disciple The Queen

The little beggar wiped his dirty little hands on his tattered dress.

Because invisible.

She could only stretch out her little hand, touched Jiang Yuebai's little face, and said with a coquettish smile: "Sister, you are so beautiful." "

Being sensible is distressing.

"Come with us, Honza has a way to heal your eyes, and you don't have to be displaced like this in the future."

Su Yuan rubbed the little beggar's little head and said quietly.

The little beggar was a little shy, lowered his little head and asked, "Why did you save me." "

You know, orcs are beings who are spurned by both the Terrans and the Demon Race.

Nondescript.

To put it ugly, it is a mongrel.

Along the way, she didn't know how many people's white eyes and malice she received.

There are even people who want to sell her to the green building.

It's not easy to be able to make it to this point.

Accustomed to malice.

She didn't understand why anyone in the world would be willing to take the initiative to save her.

It is clear that his life is so insignificant.

This question choked Su Yuan.

Su Yuan was silent.

Ask yourself that she is not a good person, and she came to the rescue just because she is a cursed son and can be used for herself.

The starting point is still their own interests.

"Hmm... This seat is amazed to see your bones, the talent is good, it is a good material for cultivation, I can't bear to see such a talent buried in the world.

Su Yuan said casually.

He wasn't wrong either.

Now little beggars.

It may seem ordinary, but she is a cursed son with 8,000 qi luck points, and her future achievements will not be lower than those of qi luck.

Listen to Su Yuan say this.

The little beggar's body trembled slightly, and he sobbed.

"Huh?"

Seeing the little beggar cried.

Su Yuan was stunned.

He looked at Jiang Yuebai with a help-seeking look, did he say the wrong thing?

"Did Honza say the wrong thing..."

the little beggar shook her head as she sniffled.

"Big brother can really laugh, the life span of orcs is no more than ten years old, perhaps, I don't know which day, I will suddenly die, and where is the talent

..." The little beggar's childish voice said this sentence calmly.

Many orcs, not long after they were born, may have died in infancy.

It can be said that it is rare to live to her age.

"So how old are you now?"

Su Yuan squatted down and asked gently.

"Ten years old."

The little beggar answered truthfully.

Su Yuan nodded, rubbed her little head, and continued to ask, "I still don't know your name?"

The little beggar obviously trusted Su Yuan very much, did not hesitate, and whispered: "Mu Qingxue, this is the name that grandpa gave me." "

Grandpa?"

Su Yuan asked curiously.

Mention grandpa.

As if touching something sad, her little head hung slightly.

"The kind grandfather who took me in, he is my only relative..."

Su Yuan also roughly understood that this so-called grandfather should be no longer alive.

"Clear snow... Then I'll call you that.

Su Yuan got up, took her little hand, and asked, "Do you want to practice with this seat?" "

Next, it's time to get down to business.

"Only when you really become strong will you not dare to bully you."

"Otherwise, you can continue to choose to live this displacement day."

Su Yuan gave a choice.

If Mu Qingxue had no intention of cultivating and forcibly took it away by herself, it would not make much sense.

"Xiu... Okay..." Mu

Qingxue felt like a dream.

On weekdays, her greatest wish is to be able to avoid hunger, cold, and beating.

Practice....

It's a bit dreamy.

"If you practice, can you not go hungry every day, and you can also have steamed buns to eat..."

Mu Qingxue thought about it, tilted her little head, and asked curiously.

Seeing this, Su Yuan smiled.

Unexpectedly.

This girl's wish is not to go hungry every day.

But no wonder.

In her worldview.

Not going hungry every day is perhaps the greatest luxury.

This girl is really cute.

"Of course."

I heard that practice can go without going hungry every day.

Mu Qingxue quickly nodded her little head, her childish voice was full of excitement, "Thank you big brother!"

"It's not just steamed buns, any mountain and sea delicacies, this seat can satisfy you."

Su Yuan couldn't help but rub Mu Qingxue's little head.

Especially the pair of fluffy little ears.

It's so comfortable.

Goo~ Mu Qingxue's stomach made a gurgling sound.

Her little face was slightly red and she rubbed her belly.

I haven't eaten for three days.

Hearing the grunting sound coming from this little girl's stomach, he was slightly stunned.

"Let's go, let's go eat."

Su Yuan smiled, took Mu Qingxue's small hand, and was about to leave.

"Big brother, I have something..."

she fumbled around, as if looking for something.

"Is this the bowl?"

Jiang Yuebai picked up the broken bowl that had broken in half and asked curiously.

Mu Qingxue nodded, quickly took the broken bowl, and wiped it very cherishedly.

"This is the last thing Grandpa left behind."

The grandfather who took him in was also poor, and the only thing worth in the family was this broken porcelain bowl.

It was also something she used to beg.

Although many people maliciously threw stones into her bowl.

Mu Qingxue still thanked them very politely.

Seeing this, Su Yuan paused slightly.

Then stretch out your right palm and flick it over the broken bowl.

A faint red light enveloped the broken bowl.

In an instant, the broken corner of the broken bowl was restored to its original state, and the original gray became new.

"Let's go."

With a light smile at the corner of his mouth, Su Yuan rubbed Mu Qingxue's furry little ears and left here.

Su Yuan and several people came to a restaurant.

This should be the largest restaurant in Thousand Miles City.

The birds and flowers around the pavilion are singing, and many precious spirit trees and plants are growing, and the scenery is good.

Along.

Although there were still many people who cast strange eyes at Mu Qingxue, they did not dare to do anything because of Su Yuan.

Although Su Yuan hid the realm.

But the innate temperament can not be concealed.

Enter the restaurant.

Su Yuan didn't know what his little apprentice and Mu Qingxue liked to eat.

He waved his hand.

Let the dispenser put the specialty dishes of the store, all the same.

Not bad money.

The shop Xiaoer and the treasurer on the side saw Su Yuan so generous.

I thought that it was the prince of which family, or the cultivator of the Immortal Gate, hurried to greet the wine and food.

It didn't take long.

The shopkeeper gave all the special dishes of the store, and the exquisite fragrance was overflowing.

Just smelling this smell, crystal saliva flowed from the corner of Mu Qingxue's mouth.

Accustomed to eating steamed buns and wild vegetables.

She didn't expect that the taste of food could be so tempting.

Considering that Mu Qingxue couldn't see it.

Jiang Yuebai took the initiative to feed Mu Qingxue.

Eat and eat.

For some reason, there was a sudden commotion around.

It turned out to be a handsome white-clothed boy who walked into the restaurant surrounded by a group of subordinates.