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No demon is born weak.

Not to mention being bullied to such an extent and being so depressed that he couldn't even maintain his own food and clothing.

Zhouze was very confused by this.

But looking at the eyes of the demon child in front of me, I thought about how the other party finally rescued the original owner Zhou Ze.

Zhouze chose to put aside all these confusions and mysteries and concentrate on helping the demon child in front of him.

He handed out the steaming big bun wrapped in oil paper in his hand and handed it to the demon child.

He said: "Are you hungry? Let's eat."

The demon kid couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this. He timidly lowered his eyes and looked at the oil paper opened by Zhouze. There were two white and soft buns lying on it.

Fragrant and hot.

Extremely clean.

It was a delicacy that he could only secretly look at and covet, but could not afford to eat anyway.

At this moment, it was actually handed to him in front of him, and he could grab it as soon as he stretched out his hand.

The demon child swallowed a large mouthful of saliva and asked in a low voice: "Can you really... give this to me?"

Someone was teasing him before, saying that he would be given food if he asked him to help with work, but after he was exhausted from working, the other party only threw him a tooth-hard dry steamed bun.

I couldn't eat it at all.

Zhouze didn't know what the demon child was thinking, so he pursed his lips and smiled, "Of course."

With that said, he handed it forward again.

Seeing this, the demon child quickly reached out to take it, kept saying thank you, and devoured the two big buns.

Because he ate so hastily, the child choked a little in the end, causing him to cough uncontrollably, until he burst into tears.

Zhouze hurriedly patted him on the back, and then took the child up, "There is a steamed stuffed bun shop in front. I also bought some porridge and put it there. You can go with me."

The child was stunned when he heard this and quickly shook his head, "No, no need, brother, I'm full."

"I know you're full, but you must still be thirsty. Look at your mouth, it's all dry."

Zhou Ze's gentle voice is like a spring breeze.

The child, who was as dusty as a little beggar, looked at Zhouze, dazed for a long time, then nodded, becoming more cautious.

It's not that he's afraid that the brother in front of him will hurt him, but that he's afraid that the other person won't like him.

Inexplicably, the child secretly developed an attachment to the slender and fair young man in front of him.

When Zhouze saw the child agreeing, he smiled softly again. Then he took off his cloak and put it on the child.

"I don't need it, I don't need it! Brother!"

The child's reaction was so violent that flattering was not enough to describe it, it was closer to panic.

He was worried that this beautiful brother would be cold, and he was also worried that his brother would find him troublesome.

The huge psychological pressure made him instantly at a loss.

But Zhouze knows how to let him relax:

"Don't worry, my brother has spiritual power and is not afraid of the cold. Didn't you just see that?"

A gentle tone can be called the softest comfort.

The child's eyes were red, as if he was so grateful and moved that he was about to cry.

He nodded and tried his best to show his most well-behaved side in front of Zhouze.

They, one big and one small, walked hand in hand to the bun shop.

Lifting the thick curtain that blocked the wind, Zhou Ze took the child, who was tightly wrapped in a cloak, and sat down at the wooden table.

Soon, two bowls of hot porridge and steamed buns and pancakes were served.

Presented sumptuously on the table.

"Eat."

Zhou Ze said warmly.

The child nodded and drank the porridge cautiously. He wanted to get the steamed buns, but he accidentally saw his dirty hands.

As if he was electrocuted, he immediately retracted his hand, not daring to let Zhou Ze see it again.

But Zhouze had already seen it clearly.

Not only did he see it, but he also noticed that the child had just quietly glanced at the delicious scallion pancake.

She must be taking care of him, so she is cautious in everything.

For some reason, seeing the other party looking so pitiful, Zhouze couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

He thought for a moment and performed a cleansing spell, and the child instantly looked brand new.

His little black face, which just a moment ago looked like it had been tossed in soot, suddenly became clean, and so did his hands, which returned to a spotless state.

But those scabbed wounds...are still there.

Zhou Ze looked at it and pursed his lips. He did have a lot of miraculous medicines in the sect, which could cure the flesh, white bones, living dead, let alone heal all the injuries on this child's body.

But...does he want to bring the other party back to the sect?

There was a flash of hesitation and thought in Zhouze's eyes.

While handing the scallion pancake to the child, Zhouze explained: "Sorry, I just used magic to clean it for you without permission. Don't mind, I won't hurt you."

"I don't mind! Thank you, brother."

The child's head was shaking like a rattle and he said obediently.

Not long after they finished eating.

Zhouze still hasn't figured out what to do with this demon child.

It's not that he doesn't want to take the other person back to the sect, but he is really worried that the jealous powerful people in the sect will find the demonic aura in the child and harm the child.

It's better to say goodbye here for now.

He left some silver and magic weapons and elixirs for the child.

With this in mind, Zhouze was ready to take things out of his sleeves.

Seeing this scene, the child, who was particularly sensitive because he was used to the coldness of the world, couldn't help but asked: "Brother, are you leaving?"

Zhouze pursed his lips and nodded.

The atmosphere suddenly became dull and melancholy.

The child did not hide his depressed and sad mood, lowering his clear ruby ​​eyes, "Brother, I will give it to you."

——My brother has already helped him too much, he can't push his limits further and make things difficult for his brother.

So even if he wanted to stay with his brother, he couldn't.

Zhouze couldn't bear it when he saw this, so he asked: "What's your name? Leave your name for me so that we can recognize each other later."

After the child heard Zhouze say "we will meet each other in the future", even though he knew that the other person was just comforting him, his eyes lit up as if he saw hope.

He told Zhou Ze seriously: "Brother, my name is Xi Ci. There is no such thing as Xi with three points of water in the stream, but compassion with compassion."

Zhou Ze nodded when he heard this. He was about to exchange names with Xi Ci and say some words of advice when he suddenly heard a mechanical prompt sound at an inappropriate time:

"The hero's rescue value has been activated, and Xi Ci's current rescue value is 15."

Zhouze: "...!?"

Wait, did he just hear something important?

Zhouze almost suspected that he had heard wrongly, but after he recovered, he realized that the demon child named Xi Ci in front of him was indeed the soul he wanted to save in this world.

Hmm...then things get a little complicated.

No, it can also be said that it has become simpler.

All Chi Dingzong and the righteous path of the demon clan can be thrown aside and far away.

In his world now, Xi Ci is the most important.

Zhouze's eyes suddenly became clear. He lowered his head slightly and looked at the little Xi Ci. He asked softly, "Or, Xi Ci, you have another choice. Are you willing to go back with me?"