God's offering

Seeing how wronged he was crying, the man became even more irritable. He stretched out his foot and kicked him to the ground. He frowned and said coldly, "Why are you crying? Shut up!"

Li Yuan was kicked and fell to the ground, his mouth was aggrieved, he wanted to cry but he didn't dare to speak out, he could only sob softly, covering his mouth, trying not to let himself cry.

Tears and tears stained his makeup, revealing his original face, which made the man even more irritable. The reason why he didn't change his face directly was not because of any good intentions, but because he wanted to distinguish the difference between the person in his heart and these toys. Toys He will look even more disgusted if they put their faces on his face but do actions that are completely different from that person.

Because of being kicked to the ground and crying, Li Yuan rolled a piece of clothing until it was no different from a piece of rag.

God King Baichen closed his eyes and told himself to be patient, killing him now would ruin his plan.

It's just that although he can't be killed, his tone won't be too good. Why is this person so useless? The difference with Ruoqing is not 01:30. If it weren't for that face, he would still be useful if he kept it. I really want to kill him.

"Get up for me, what are you crying for? Didn't you just pull out your flowers? Didn't you want your life, crying for mourning?"

Li Yuan wiped away his tears, stood up with trembling legs, secretly glanced at him and then again, why is this person so fierce?

Seeing his stupid appearance, Bai Chen was speechless again, as if...he...isn't useless...

Wait, what is he thinking again, he actually thinks this inferior human being is not bad, what the hell is he thinking?

Bai Chen was very dissatisfied with his own thoughts, but whenever he was dissatisfied, his mood became bad, and he wanted to find someone to vent his dissatisfaction on.

So he kicked the man down to the ground again, and kicked it fiercely a few times, Li Yuan was confused, and he didn't know where he offended this moody tyrant again.

After Bai Chen kicked people, he felt refreshed. With his hands behind his back, he didn't even look at the people on the ground, and walked away leisurely.

Li Yuan hugged his kicked and aching body, with a confused look on his face, how did he offend him? This man was moody, changing his face whenever he said he wanted to, and he couldn't figure out what he was thinking at all.

After the man left, Li Yuan rubbed the place where he was kicked and felt like crying again, but he thought again, it seemed that every time he cried, the man became more and more impatient, was it because of his own tears, he Not happy.

Thinking of this, Li Yuan wiped away the tears that hadn't flowed out, and forcibly endured it back, telling himself not to cry anymore, after all no one will pity him no matter how much he cries.

In fact, after he lost his parents, he had already learned not to cry, but for some reason, he turned back into the little crying bag in the eyes of his parents when he got here. Yes.

Li Yuan squinted his mouth in grievance, and got up from the ground. The flowers on the side were just pulled out, but not destroyed. Li Yuan touched his tears, and stretched out his hand to dig the soil out bit by bit. There was no tool to dig the pit. He dug for a long time, his hands were bleeding, but he still didn't stop.

After digging a hole and planting the mandala in it, the blood trickled down from the hands without hemostasis and was absorbed by the rhizome of the mandala. I don’t know if it’s an illusion. When it is thicker, the tightly closed flower bud seems to open a little bit.