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, thick dark clouds were rolling, as if they were about to press on people's heads. There was no light in the sky. The only light came from the burning houses on the ground.Watermark Advertising Test Watermark Advertising Test

It was not a beautiful palace, just an ordinary house in an ordinary village. It was crackling in the flames and crumbling.

The villagers shouted loudly and ran back and forth, filling various containers with water and pouring it on the burning houses.

But the fire was so intense that the beams broke and fell in the flames. They had to stand far away and mourn for the family.

despair.despair.despair.

Slight footsteps sounded, the blurry figure gradually became clear in the flames, and the boy walked out of the burning house.

The fiery red hair danced in the flames, like another flame.

He opened his eyes, and his scarlet eyes were like flowing lava.

"Ah" he opened his mouth and made an unknown sound, and the crystal liquid crossed his face and fell to the ground.

The rain poured down.

"Thirty." The stall owner said lightly that the price was double.

"But" Bai Ming rubbed his money bag and hesitated.

"I said thirty." The stall owner stared like a rampaging goblin.

"Okay." Bai Ming threw down thirty copper coins, turned around and left with a bag containing a few apples.

Great.

Today is another normal day.

He ran home quickly, his soft white short hair beating in the wind. That lonely house far away from the village was his goal.

It was more of a simple shack than a house, but it was already the best building Bai Ming could build.

Although simple, it contains everything Bai Ming has possessed so far.One person's tableware, a flimsy wooden bed, a thin quilt, and some pickle jars were probably things that no thief would want to take away.

Who would take these things?

Bai Ming reached out and pushed the door open, and the wooden door hit the ground with a bang.

broken.

"Don't scare me." The blond boy with a sunny smile complained as he stood in the open home, "Welcome back, is this your home?"

"Well" Bai Ming looked at the other person, his golden hair was as dazzling as the dawn of the morning, he was wearing leather armor that looked very tough, and the sword on his waist was shining, "Who are you?"

"I," the other party smashed the jars with the wooden stick in his hand, and the unpickled wild vegetables and scattered clothes were mixed together, "I am Rongxing, a special warrior from the royal family, and I am on my way to defeat the magic dragon. "

"Excuse me, what are you doing, Mr. Brave?" Bai Ming looked puzzled as Rong Xing turned the messy room even more messy.

"Isn't it obvious?" Rongxing ignored Bai Ming's hand that wanted to stop him and put the copper coins he found into his pocket, "I am raising funds to defeat monsters."

"But aren't you rummaging through my house?" Bai Ming said puzzledly, "This must be stealing."

"Little comrade, I'm going to criticize you." Rong Xing took the bag from Bai Ming's arms and put it into his backpack, "Have you ever seen such a broken home?"

Bai Ming shook his head. The villagers wouldn't let him get close to their home, and only let him build a shelter outside the village. But as long as he took a look from a distance, he knew that any villager's house was much better than his own shack. .

"That's right. This is not your home at all. How can you say that I ransacked your home?" Rongxing took Bai Ming's money bag, shook it and threw it into his backpack. "Have you ever seen someone take away some of your money openly?" Coin thief?"

Bai Ming shook his head again. A thief would not be so upright, let alone take a few copper coins.

"That's right, so I am a brave man. It is a brave man's task to defeat monsters and protect civilians. A brave man will not break into people's houses, let alone take their needles and threads." He pointed his thumb behind him, "Look, your needlework Isn’t it there?”

Looking along his fingers, the needle and thread Bai Ming used to mend his clothes were lying on the ground together with the pickles.