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Ling-day looking at the front of the girl. Wearing a thin robe seems to be adults, covered in patches of various colors, some places have been split, exposing the inside bruising of the skin cold, pale and thin, thin seems to be able to fell the breeze, unkempt hair issued because of chronic malnutrition of the color yellow, his face full of dirt plot, blind to the long look like. The only pair of black and white eyes looked at Ling-day spread throughout the whole body kept trembling.

Ling looked at her day be set for a while, suddenly off his body Pipao, wrapped her up. The little girl huddled in a step back, eyes look panicked. Ling behind a surprise, and hurried off his body Gua, draped over Ling-day body. Mouth while complaining.

Ling-day cold look at him, suddenly covered with a startled Ling, step back and closed his mouth tightly. Ling-day bent over, the moderate to the little girl asked: "What's your name? Your mom and dad do?"

The little girl was still with a body temperature Pipao Ling-day wrapped up, whole body just felt an indescribable warmth. Ling Heaven heard her words, could not help his eyes red, sobbing: "The father and mother ... ... ... ... ooo, ooo they have been dead, frozen to death, starved to death ... ah ... ... ooo, ooo ..."

Ling-day moderate said: "Well, do not cry, this is the time to do what?" Said his hand, the little girl gently wiped his face with tears, her face did not felt very dirty.

The little girl was his warm hand on his face, one could feel so comfortable while, the mood gradually calm down a bit, said: "Yes ... ... day before yesterday, the day before yesterday, I froze to die, daddy mother put clothes I wear ... ... ooo, ooo ... .. gave me the food ... ... ... ... ooo, ooo ... they are already sick ... "

Ling-day burst of Ceran, asked: "What's your name?"

The little girl Chouchouyeye said: "I ... ... I'm Xiaoya."

Ling-day "Oh," a cry, and said: "Xiaoya right? Xiaoya, after you following me? I will let you have enough to eat their fill every day."

The little girl with tears in his face, en cry, kneel down: "Thank you, kind Master, Master Xiaoya would like to be a slave is to serve as a lifetime serving the young master." Young, she knew, before the young master is a kind who offered to take her, if it missed the opportunity to own, there really died in the ruins of a Donge.

Ling-day all the guards behind the little girl heard the Master Lianjiao a few times, could not help but secretly crying. Girl wow, what is not a non-called Master, Master, but we hate this name, it seems you finally have a glimmer of hope, but also to your own ruin, ah!

Unexpected large a crowd is no way that the disobedient Ling-day, smiled and nodded. Turned around and told: "Ling Second, you bring a few people, with Xiaoya forward, buried his parents, to be marked. Linear First, you go to the carriage, to take over my snack box."

They agreed to soon, each went. Ling particular one, is grateful heart. Know just the clothes off to the Master, Ling-day snack quietly let him pick the box, so he went to another is clearly wearing a dress.

Ling-day sitting in the car, and looked a little some palpitation, eyes did not seem like the focal length to see to the front. Mr. Qin Tai Ling sword and see his expression, are afraid to speak for fear of disturbing him. In the sense of Mr. Qin Tai, Ling-day in front of a whole body full of temperament he could not understand, nostalgia seems to be endless, can not tell the lonely, heartfelt sentiment, and deep sense of solitude and loneliness ... ... !

These types of breath after another young face in the collection of Ling-day, and gradually to form a hard nut to crack, said unknown complex look. Mr. Qin Tai secretly amazed by it, the children do not know why this is so old strong mind. In the eyes of Mr. Qin Tai, Ling-day who often have this strange look there, since Ling-day fully trust Mr. Qin Tai after this strange expression on his face also showed more and more. Mr. Qin Tai always had a feeling: Ling days, he is very lonely, very lonely. Milling around in the crowd seemed on the streets or in the thousands of people gathered in the barracks, Ling-day remains, leaving the world and independent. This is a unique temperament, in this world no one can imitate, Ling-day unique. This is also why the speculation that Mr. Qin Tai Ling-day fate of the people but an important reason!

Little do they know days of solitude and loneliness Ling was born, even though the United States after his beloved wife concubine many children, but also without the slightest change. Just think of all the previous life, then in this world, Ling day but that is only a lonely soul!

Through! Ling-day heart smile. Acura touted numerous writers across the network, almost every person to pass through or to the different ancient world, will set off some waves, a career. Ling-day very much agree with this point, with far more than his contemporaries for thousands of years of accumulated knowledge and experience, if not make some things to, that might as well just buy a piece of tofu, one killed and then forget to go back through the ... ..., But, in the infinite beauty of the final, who can know the hearts of people through the solitude and loneliness? That is simply not distraction demons! Their past never had a day of happy days, suffered the humiliation humiliations, comes across like this pain, I really do not know what love the Father loving mother, wife who were crossing the Zixiao how to experience the pain far more than their own!

"Son, the villain will be brought over Xiaoya, how to arrange her son? Yet you son of instructions." Ling-day is a trance-day outside, the carriage outside sounded like the Initials, Finals Linger Gong.

Ling opened a Julian day, the sky is dark, casually: "the car to take her."

Ling II promised soon, and then, a little timid head into the room, see, in the car before the two had given Xiaoya Ling finishing off some, at least, not just as disheveled hair, and uh However, Ling's hands is really two very stupid, but his own decisions and also compiled a section twist to Xiaoya whip, very bizarre. Xiaoya a hand to play with the braids in his hand, a look of anger, mouth pursed Lao Gao.

Girls nature beauty, Xiaoya of course no exception. It when no conditions, now has conditions, but then everyone has done with her hair this way, Xiaoya of course, is not happy hearts.

Ling Xiaoya days to see at the moment, suddenly the hearts of gratuitous happy. In her little mind, already have such an idea: as long as the Ling-day side, their happiness will feel very comfortable. Fell on his knees down: "The more Xiegong Zi, let me rest in peace mom dad, and will not storm dead wilderness. Daendade, Xiaobi Wing Bugan Wang."

Ling-day listening to her articulation is actually very polite, could not help but slightly out of accident, said: "Xiaoya, do you read? Learned to read?"

Xiaoya little shy said: "Dad has been scholar in, did the private school for some time, Mr. Xiaoya is the daddy taught." Said the father, Xiaoya's eyes could not help another red again.

Ling-day Oh, a cry, and said: "I see."

Xiaoya timid hiding in the side to see the way, Ling-day laughed. Said: "Come, sit beside me. My side warmer."

Xiaoya panic shook his head: "son, slaves who very dirty, the taste is not good. Slaves in front of it." Said, biting her lip, face the shame.

Ling-day shook his head, extended a hand to pull him over. By sitting on their side a place near the heater.

Xiaoya excited face, restrained sit there and look like the looks better than sitting at the side of the stakes but also the formal Ling sword ... some of ...

Xiaoya smelled really bad news, this time in the Xiaoya Ling day he first entered the doors had been aware of. Mr. Qin Da around the nose wrinkled, and concealment of the body outward Nuele Nue ... ...

Ling-day returning to the heart has undergone an intimate taste of the familiar, Xiaoya smelled, with the past life miserable for themselves that part of the flavor is similar to how ah! Ling-day could not help Xiaoya a football in his arms, slight improvement in the eyes moist. Perhaps, in this world, can bring their own past life, and only the shares of strange taste, right? Perhaps, only it did not know he did not belong to this world ... ...