He came from the system to save childhood

[Qiqi doesn't need to digest it this time? 】

Every time Qiqi finishes staying in a world, it takes a long time to digest the experience. Maoqiuqiu doesn’t understand human emotions, but he knows that Qiqi is very sad.

Therefore, it never urges the little host to enter the next punishment world quickly, and it also realizes that the little host is too powerful and has destroyed all the punishment worlds.

So, follow the little host to get the meat, as for the boss, just get angry to death!

"No, this world is great. I don't need to digest it. I have to go save the next cub!"

Xiao Heqi regrouped and looked full of fighting spirit.

[Okay! I will always follow Qiqi!]

The main system was completely blocked: #@*! % (too dirty and automatically blocked)

Just as Xiao Heqi was about to leave, his soul suddenly felt lighter and he felt as if something was missing and something was extra.

It’s hard to explain, but it’s very comfortable. As long as it’s not a bad thing, it doesn’t matter!

Xiao Heqi ignored the strangeness of the soul and followed Maoqiuqiu on the happy battleship to the new world.

As soon as he landed and had no time to adjust the pain level, Xiao Heqi took a breath of cold air in pain.

[Oh my god! Pain blocking, pain blocking! ]

Maoqiuqiu hurriedly turned on the pain blocker.

Only when he felt the heart-wrenching pain in his body disappear did Xiao Heqi prop himself up and stand up. Just standing up made his body sweat a lot.

The house was very small and shabby, and there wasn't even a fan in such a hot day.

"Maoqiuqiu, my identities in the two worlds I've been in recently are both so poor~"

Although Xiao Heqi doesn't mind it, who wants to suffer when they can be more comfortable!

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[Don't worry, Qiqi. I will cheat and find a comfortable environment in the next world! Qiqi, you have to be patient in this world! I'm going to transfer my memories! ]

Xiao Heqi closed his eyes, and the memories entered his mind warmly.

But he frowned, and there seemed to be a small flame floating above Xiao Heqi's head.

Most of the time, Xiao Heqi felt sad or regretful after having the original owner's memories. This was the first time he felt so angry.

If the original owner's gambling father and addicted mother were just the beginning, then those people were demons.

The father of the little boy in this world gambles, but his mother remains devoted to him and never abandons him, making the little boy the biggest victim.

What happened later...

The little cub died by suicide. Of course, there were many cubs who committed suicide in the previous world, but this one was the most miserable.

He was dismembered to death.

That’s right, in this peaceful society, an uncared-for little kid was dismembered to death, and the perpetrators just thought it was a game.

Xiao Heqi's pupils were bloodshot, looking eerie in the dim space.

I walked slowly to the only mirror in the bedroom, and what came into view was a face full of bruises, especially the side of the face. There was an ugly scar on the sunken cheek due to being so thin.

With those blood-red pupils, the whole person looks like a demon crawling from hell.

This face belongs to Xiao Heqi, but the scar belongs to the original owner, which shows how difficult the original owner's life was here.

Even Maoqiuqiu was scared by Xiao Heqi's look.

[Qi...Qiqi, your eyes...]

Xiao Heqi's eyes had never been so red before, so Maoqiuqiu had never seen it before.

And according to its database, the pupils of Qiqi's country should be black with a brown tint... How could they be so obviously red?

After hearing Maoqiuqiu's voice, the little boy's pupils slowly returned to normal, and he turned it slowly like a rusty knob before making a sound.

"It's normal, don't be afraid, I'm just a little angry. Some people can't get away with the law by saying they're underage, and they can't abuse people at will by relying on blood ties."

Xiao Heqi's tone of voice was still the same as before, but his expression made Mao Qiuqiu tremble.

I always feel that some people are going to be miserable!

Although Xiao Heqi could not feel the pain in his body, he could feel the fatigue of this body and would fall into a deep sleep almost in the next second.

And little Heqi did the same. He did what the original owner usually did most: sleeping.

The original owner's father was a gambler. He gambled away all his money, leaving his family with nothing left. Naturally, he could not afford to send his son to school, so the nine-year-old child still knew nothing about the world.

That's why he was so easily deceived, and was dismembered and killed by someone who mistook him for a worn-out doll...

Fortunately, the original owner's soul has not dissipated, or rather, the resentment is very great. After all, it is difficult not to have resentment after dying in that way...

There was no bed in the bedroom. There was only a pile of rotten quilts spread on the floor, which was the little kid's bed. No one knew how long the bed and quilt had been in this dark room. The whole room was filled with a rotten smell.

It smells bad and sour. This is the smallest room in the whole house, completely away from the sunlight. Even if the windows are opened, the sunlight is unwilling to come in. Living here is like a poor creature.

But the little guy has already gotten used to this room.

That rotten quilt was his only refuge from the pain, because it didn't hurt as much when he fell asleep.

Lying on the musty quilt, the little cub curled up insecurely, and even in his sleep he curled up tighter, feeling extremely uneasy.

This home couldn't give him any sense of security.

Yesterday, He's father drank too much and beat his wife and son until they passed out. But early in the morning, he kicked open the kid's door as if nothing had happened.

The little cub sat up almost trembling.

"Damn you, you little bastard, what the hell are you doing here? Go cook for me! I'm starving."

Even in front of his nine-year-old son, He's father did not hold back in his words.

In this family, he is the boss and even the earth revolves around him. Naturally, he doesn't care what impact these dirty words will have on the little one.

He's mother went out to make money, leaving little Zaizai alone at home. He's father was not very hardworking, so little Zaizai would stand on a stool to cook for himself when he was very young.

He shrank away from He's father, and before his mind was clear, his body had already skillfully opened the refrigerator. There were only a few eggs and pickles in it, and the only meat was bought by He's mother two days ago.

Every time he would cut a small piece to eat, and would only give it to He's father. If the kid stole some food, he would be beaten by He's father until his head was bleeding.

This home has completely started to rot and stink from the root.