The little black-bellied princess: the bewitching demon pupil

Chapter 26 I'm Lin Xi
"Speaking of..." Nie Wushang sneered suddenly: "In recent decades, our Ling Kingdom has fought a large-scale battle with Yasukuni on the border every few years, and the Flying Eagle Family has contributed a lot. What about Wei?" At this point, Nie Wushang said again: "By the way, why are you asking this?"

It can't be seen that Nie Wushang is still a passionate young man who is patriotic.

Dongfang Tongxi shook her head with a light smile, "It's nothing, I heard someone mention it the other day, just a moment of curiosity."

After speaking, Dongfang Tongxi greeted him, and then left.

Gently stroking her left shoulder, Dongfang Tongxi couldn't help smiling slightly, she didn't expect her background to be so amazing, it's no wonder Dongfang Yi had to send her away in the first place.

But knowing Gui knew, she never thought about going to Yasukuni to meet her relatives, not to mention that [-]% of the Feiying family didn't know her existence, if she went, she would most likely be kicked out as a liar.

It is her character that does not allow her to go, she is a demon pupil, even if she wants power, those things must be won by herself.

She never wants or needs to rely on others to get anything, even if that person is her blood relative.

"I'm Lin Xi! I'm not the son of a coward, and my father is not a gambler!" A weak but infinitely firm voice entered Dongfang Tongxi's keen ears.

"I'm not a stinky girl no one wants, I'm Lin Xi!" Like a key, that voice opened up a scene deep in Dongfang Tongxi's memory.

Following the prestige, Dongfang Tongxi wanted to see who said this familiar sentence, and whether it was the same as the stubborn little girl a long time ago.

This is a street adjacent to Heijie, and it can also be regarded as the periphery of Heijie. The people gathered here are all hooligans who admire Heijie but dare not go in.

Dongfang Tongxi saw a group of people surrounding a child who was only about eleven or twelve years old, pushing him around and saying something: "Speak out!" Otherwise it will make you look good" or something like that.

Dongfang Tongxi looked at the boy carefully: he was very thin, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

A tattered dress hangs on the thin body, just enough to explain "stretched": the literal meaning of the word.

Looking further up, this boy unexpectedly has a stunning face, but at this moment, this pretty face is obviously not in good condition, not only showing a malnourished paleness, but also due to the push and bustle of those people. The pain made the facial features tightly wrinkled.

But what interested Dongfang Tongxi the most was his eyes. There was resentment, helplessness, and pain in those big eyes, but there was no trace of despair.

I still remember that stubborn little girl from many years ago, she was also touched by such eyes, the kind of eyes full of hope for life and the future no matter what situation she was in...

Back then, Lin Xi was the first child she took in during her wandering life.

That day, she had just arrived in that famous city, and as soon as she stepped out of the station, she saw a girl about her age wearing a dress that hadn't been washed for an unknown amount of time, struggling to fight a stray dog ​​on the street of this bustling city.

But the cause of this fight was only because of a chicken leg that was half-eaten and thrown away.

At that time, Yaotong was watching with great interest, but he was attracted by the expression on the girl's face by accident...

(End of this chapter)