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Chapter 408 Master is above (60)

Jin Huai followed Nan Xing and stopped, those disciples were also a little confused, wondering why Elder Yu didn't leave...

Seeing that the fairy did not follow, the villagers looked back and found the most beautiful fairy standing in front of the "monster". Their faces showed disgust. What are these ugly monsters doing? Don't do anything bad. If the fairy is angry and doesn't go back with them, he will It's over.

The village head reminded: "The rain is getting heavier and heavier, the immortals should go to the village first."

A disciple glanced at the boy on the ground and felt that he was a bit pitiful, so he couldn't help asking: "Village chief, is this boy from your village? Why is no one taking care of him? Where are his parents?"

The rest of the children were well protected by their parents, but no one took care of this child who was seriously injured and fell to the ground.

As soon as the words came out, the villagers' eyes became more disgusted, and they said in a hurry: "The immortals don't care about him, let's go, he is a disaster!"

"Immortals, don't get too close to him, be careful of getting bad luck!"

"Yes, Immortal, since he came to our village, nothing good has happened!"

"He's still sneaking! He ate the cakes I bought for my son when I went to town last time. Unfortunately, my son didn't eat anything, did he?"

The fat boy was extremely wronged, "Oh, yes, he always robs us..."

A slightly dark boy was hugged by his father, and he also interjected, "He always bullies the weak third sister!"

Hearing what the villagers said, the boy shrank back unconsciously, let's go, leave him alone...

He thought he was numb and didn't care, but he was actually afraid, afraid that the Nine Heavens Fairy in front of him would also hate him.

He closed his eyes so he couldn't see her eyes.

He also didn't understand himself, since he had already decided to die, why did he hold her back...

Wouldn't it be nice to die peacefully...

It also stained the corners of her clean and white skirt...

She must also think he is ugly and bad...

Nan Xing acted as if she didn't hear the words of those villagers. She knelt down, stretched out her hand, and lightly touched his wet head washed by the rain.

Then I saw the boy's body tremble, and he opened his eyes suddenly to look at her, and finally he looked like a child.

Nan Xing caressed his bangs, his eyes are actually very beautiful, and his facial features are all good, but the birthmark on his face is too horrible, people don't want to continue to look at it, let alone pay attention to it other.

Thinking of the deep death in his eyes, she said softly: "It's raining too much, let's go home."

The boy pursed his lips tightly and didn't speak, where does he have a home...

The wound on his body was still bleeding. He was young and his body was thin. If he continued to be drenched, he might really die.

Under the surprised eyes of the disciples, Nan Xing picked up the boy without hesitation. He is really light, and his body has no flesh, and his arms are thin as if they would break if he twisted lightly...

The villagers couldn't believe it, how could the fairy hug that dirty ugly monster, they must have misread it!
But I rubbed my eyes, and looking at the past is still the same...

In the rain curtain, Fairy seemed to emit a layer of soft light, the rain could not stain her, nor could it stain the muddy boy in her arms.

But her white clothes were stained with muddy water, her fairy spirit remained undiminished, and she was extremely eye-catching, but she didn't seem to care at all.

puff puff...

The boy stared wide-eyed, staring at her blankly...

The fairy's face was so beautiful that he couldn't describe it. He never went to school, so he only knew that he would never meet someone as beautiful as her again in this life...

Her heartbeat was faster than ever before, and the fairy lowered her head slightly, meeting his eyes...

In her eyes, he saw himself in a state of embarrassment and ugliness, and he couldn't help feeling flustered. He quickly looked away, only to find traces on her clothes.

His body froze, and he stained her beautiful clothes...

Jin Huai walked beside Nan Xing, glanced at the boy in her arms, as if he didn't notice the horrible birthmark on his face, his face was normal, "Master, let the disciple come."

Although he didn't sympathize or dislike him, seeing Master's clothes soiled by him made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Nan Xing shook his head, "It's okay, you take your disciples to help the elderly, the rain is too heavy."

It's good that they have cultivation base. For the villagers who have just been frightened, the longer they are exposed to such heavy rain, the easier it is to get cold.

Jinhuai didn't insist either, and took his disciples to help him after a word of acknowledgment.

Nan Xing looked down at him again, the boy seemed a little uneasy, biting his chapped lips, holding it tightly with his pale little hands, so hard that his joints were turning white...

In such a cold weather, he wore a worn-out shirt. Because he was attacked by evil spirits, his sleeves were torn, and he could not keep out the cold at all. There were scars on his arms and shoulders. In addition to the scratches of evil spirits, there were layers of scars. old wounds.

This can still be seen, there should be scars under the clothes...

This child looked about seven or eight years old at most, but he was extremely thin, and he didn't know what had happened to him.

A trace of distress flashed in Nan Xing's eyes, and he patted him comfortingly, "Everything will be fine."

Her voice was soft and gentle, "Hey, we're going home."

The boy's pupils trembled, and he carefully leaned against her arms. His body was still cold even after being exposed to the rain, but his heart seemed not so cold anymore...

A drop of crystal flashed across the corner of his eye, and it disappeared in an instant...

After unknowingly relaxing, he felt that his body was extremely heavy, and there was also the belated pain from the wound. He held on stubbornly, but he still couldn't bear the exhaustion...

Is it a dream before dying?

If it was a dream, then let him never wake up.

Just before falling into a coma, he seemed to hear the fairy's sigh.

"Go to sleep, when you wake up, the rain will stop."

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After entering the village, the village chief quickly arranged the dwellings for the immortals, all of which were the best houses. The villagers who were arranged were overjoyed, and hurried home to tidy up the houses, trying to make the immortals live comfortably.

Nan Xing and Jin Huai temporarily lived in the house of the village chief, a middle-aged man, and the village chief's wife looked very honest, and she didn't talk much, and there was only one daughter who was about to grow up at home.

The house is big, and there are only three people in the village head's family. Nan Xing is quite satisfied with this temporary location.

She hugged the comatose boy to Jinhuai, and took some low-level pills from the storage ring. Too good pills would be unbearable without cultivation, and even low-level pills should be used in small amounts .

Confess to him: "This child probably has a lot of injuries, take him to your room for treatment, and change his clothes by the way."

Although the boy was still young, it was somewhat inconvenient to undress and treat injuries.

Jin Huai nodded, carried the boy into the room arranged by the village head, saw the boy's injury, he paused, and calmly applied medicine and changed his clothes...

Master is kind-hearted, seeing such a poor child, it is normal for him to feel soft-hearted.

(End of this chapter)