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Chris Wade, the second son of the Wade family, has an elder brother with excellent talent, a younger brother who is cute and cute, and several illegitimate children born to his father's mistress Brothers and sisters—— It is said that Chris, with mediocre talent and sluggish personality, is the most disliked child in this generation, even in front of his own mother.

Although Chris is not favored at home, he still has enough food, drink, clothing and food. If there is no accident, even if he relies on his blood relationship with his elder brother and younger brother in his life, he will not be too bad. Get a part of the property, just live like this, and live in peace until death.

The question is, how can fate, the tortured goblin, be satisfied with such an ordinary life?

That's why he has the scarred and ragged appearance he has now.

Chris was seduced by the extremely alluring aroma.He has been hungry for two full days, no matter what food is always more delicious when he is hungry, let alone for a young child?

"I... where am I?"

Fu Sanle was manipulating his tail and stirring the pot with a spoon, chewing beef in his mouth, paying attention to the child lying on the fur with weak breath from time to time, and then heard a loud cooing, and then the child was weak the sound of.

"Say...it turns out to be Chinese dialect! I'm so thankful to God---I like it no matter how unscientific it is!"

After listening to the child's words clearly, Fu Sanle expressed that he was very excited and hilarious, and he was also very kind!

"So warm...so hungry..."

The child was covered with thick and dense animal fur, leaning against the fire, barely propped himself up and looked around.

"Hello, did your master save me? Thank you----"

"..."

"Nima Laozi really saved you in vain. Which of your eyes saw some shit master? The brain is a disease and needs to be cured!" Hearing the child's words, Fu Sanle became irritable all over, and stood on his hind legs with a swipe. Get up, one paw on hip, one paw pointing at the child and scolding.

He obviously forgot that there are both fire and pot here, and it doesn't look like anything an animal can do. It's human nature for this child to think in the direction that he has a master.

"Are you angry? I'm sorry...My name is Chris Wade, I didn't mean to make you angry."

Chris looked in amazement at the humane behavior of the dark animal in front of him. He even forgot the hunger in his stomach and the pain all over his body for a short time. He stammered and explained to Fu Sanle: For some reason, he just felt This howling animal can understand its own words.

Seeing this kid who called himself Chris turned pale with fright (already very pale), Fu Sanle, an off-line guy, realized that he was a small patient, so he returned to the shape of lying on all fours, and continued to curl the spoon with his tail He scooped the fragrant broth from the cauldron into the bamboo tube and motioned for Chris to drink it.

Chris's mouth opened wide unconsciously following the movement of the animal in front of him, and Fu Sanle was quite upset that his glasses were about to come off the window.

"Hey! Do you want to drink? If not, I will."

Fu Sanle started his non-threatening threat again - Chris couldn't understand the animal language at all.

In Chris's view, it was this warm and beautiful Warcraft like the God of Light—although the Warcraft had the same ominous color as himself, and whined to himself to persuade him to drink the fragrant broth.

This monster is really good!The God of Light must have heard my secret prayer and sent him to save me!

After Chris ate and drank a bowl of soup with plenty of shrimp meat, Fu Sanle looked at his skinny appearance, put the rest into the space, and forbade him to drink any more: overeating after extreme hunger is It is easy to hurt the body, and it is not uncommon to be strangled to death.

Although he felt that he could still eat five more bowls, Chris still pursed his lips in a sensible manner, restraining himself from asking the black monster for food.

The fire was shining warmly, and small sparks burst out from time to time. Fu Sanle paid attention to the sound of crackling firewood all night, and Chris fell asleep with the soft sound.

night to dawn.

The soup made last night was still warm. After Fu Sanle finished all the meat, he made a big pot of food for himself. I'm afraid there will be less time to take care of the children in the next few days, so cook more and save it now.

"Such a lazy guy, why don't you get up even when the sun is drying your ass?"

After the stew in the cauldron was fully cooked, Chris was still covered with fur and didn't get up. Fu Sanle went forward while complaining, ready to wake up the child who was lying in bed: this is not a safe place, he Don't plan to live here for a long time.

After getting close, he noticed that the child's head buried under the fur was glowing red. This is the rhythm of fever!What should he do if he doesn't go to the village and doesn't go to the shop behind him, and he doesn't have special cooling medicine?

"Well, it's probably okay to..."

As if thinking of something, Fu Sanle got up and put the rest into the bracelet, and then left some of her own scent near Chris (cough cough, I will tell you that it is to mark the territory-pee?), as fast as lightning ran to the depths of the forest.

A long time later, there was a legend among the monsters in this area: There are monsters that are deeper and darker than the dark night, and they will capture the ice monsters, and force them to breathe out their last breath in a cruel way. In order to steal the talent of ice monsters!

Also because of this legend, the ice-type monsters in this area moved away one after another, but the fire-type monsters that opposed them monopolized the country.

At this moment, Fu Sanle, the initiator of the "legend", is nodding in satisfaction to a large pile of ice cubes: No way, who made me so smart?Is there anyone who is born with envy?

Back at Chris's hiding place, Fu Sanle found that the child was almost in a coma, and was muttering something in his mouth.

"Mother...Father...not me, not me..."

This baby still has parents?Fu Sanle wondered: Could it be some kind of vendetta?Doesn't your tone sound right?The child is full of grievances, how old is this little cub, even if there is a problem, he won't be treated like this?Maybe——what kind of drama of stepmother and stepfather again.

Fu Sanle's mind was wide open, and he made up a miserable and miserable life experience for the seriously ill little Chris, but at this moment, he found that the aura of little Chris changed, from the weak aura just now, to an extremely deep and depressing one. It seems that it is ready to be destroyed at any time (don't ask me how such a complicated breath came out).

"Hehe...you wait for the ants, hehehe..."

The gloomy words spit out from the mouth of a five or six-year-old child. The strange thing is that although this child has a face full of bitterness and hatred, his face is flushed.

"Damn it. Didn't you come across the legendary Shenjingbing? Are you still doing fine points? No matter how big you are, your mouth is full of ants—poor baby, you must have been abused too much, and you're so irritated."

Fu Sanle's sympathy was overwhelming at this moment: This guy has lived a smooth life on earth for more than [-] years, and only two months have passed in his life, except for food and drink.For abused children, it is limited to news reports and Internet revelations, and they are far away, so sympathy is not so widespread.Now that there is a living example in front of him, doesn't it shock him?

As soon as my heart softened, I couldn't help but treat the child a little better.

But Fu Sanle should be glad that what he met was a kid, if he was a scheming adult, he might be sold and obediently help count the money!

While taking care of Chris, Fu Sanle heard a lot of vague and cruel words from the feverish child. Later, he seemed to have exhausted his energy, or maybe it was the way he used ice cubes to cool the child down. As a result, Chris finally fell asleep again drowsily—by the way, Fu Sanle was also fed broth on the way, and then changed the medicine.

When Chris woke up, he found that the wounds all over his body, except for the one on the outside of his thigh, were not completely healed, and the other places were actually scarred, with a slight itchy feeling.

"This medicine is not bad, it's quite effective, let's continue to eat something."

As soon as Chris woke up, Fu Sanle noticed him.Although he knew that his words were no different from the roars of other monsters in the forest to Chris, he still said a few words out of habit: I finally have someone to communicate with. Even though I was an otaku back then, I still have friends. ?It's really refreshing to have an audience~~~

Fu Sanle didn't plan on what to do next after saving the child: the worst would be to take the child with him all the way, if he let such a small child leave alone, he still couldn't bear it.

At such a young age as Chris, he might still be in kindergarten on earth!

And after Chris woke up, as if he was afraid of being rejected by Fu Sanle, he started to do things very actively-collecting firewood (all wet), washing dishes and basins (tumbling into the water because he couldn't hold it)... .

Fu Sanle knew that this was a child who had no idea, so he didn't refuse, but after thinking about it, he still insisted on the original route and continued to walk into the forest - at worst, he would settle down early and protect the place with his own force. Xiaowa, there should be no problem... right?

By this time, you can actually see Fu Sanle's attributes: although he is soft-hearted, he basically puts his own interests first.He wouldn't break into the human world in a daze for the sake of a child - it's not uncommon for this child to suffer like this once, and to do it again.

For the rest of the journey, Fu Sanle was regarded as a "secret friend" by Chris, and he had to talk about everything, which made Fu Sanle understand Chris better.

"My brother is about to go to the academy. He is so good. My father and mother like him so much. I really want to be as good as him."

Sometimes, Chris would hug Fu Sanle's big head and talk about family affairs with envy.

"..."

Soon, Fu Sanle figured out the whole thing from the child's confused words: Chris has a talented older brother, and a lovable younger brother, and he is an invisible person in the middle.And the baby born to his father's mistress is more favored than him at home (there is even a mistress! The local tyrant is so cool and the labor is so envious!), the baby born to the mistress is jealous of the big brother, and the persimmon is soft, and he bullies him all day long. And then he was captured by someone inexplicably and brought into the forest. For some reason, he escaped from the mouth of the monster.

It's a love-hate drama-could it be that the pig's feet find a peerless skill/master in the World of Warcraft forest, and then return domineering?

——Don't blame Fu Sanle's imagination, this stalk is too familiar. Throughout the ages, how many pig feet have been made like this?Especially for pig feet who are forced to upgrade, the identity must be that the father does not love and the mother does not love, and under all kinds of inhuman torture, they can still thrive towards the sun with a red heart, grow up neither crooked nor dark, Afterwards, she became very arrogant and collected all the beauties in the world and wiped out all the beauties in the world.

Fu Sanle looked at Chris strangely: Could it be that this kid is also this route?

Before Fu Sanle could finish laughing, he was hit by a bolt from the blue sky!

Today, it was still in the post-dinner rest mode. Chris leaned against Fu Sanle's increasingly strong body, his eyes sparkled: "Big monster, you can actually knock down such a big monster? It's amazing! Oh, what a pity You have the same coat color as mine, an unknown color--"

The corners of Fu Sanle's mouth twitched: What do you mean by the same hair color?What is an ominous color?This sentence seems to have been said more than once by the child—could it be what he thought?

And Chris's next self-talk made him have to face the maliciousness from the big universe: "I used to hate that I have black hair, but now I don't hate it---because the big monster and I are the same The same color! Great Warcraft, can I give you a name? How about your name Tick?..."

Fu Sanle couldn't hear the next words clearly, and kept echoing in her mind-Tick...Tick...Tick your sister's Tick!

Just say why this stalk is so familiar!

Just say why you feel wrong all over!

It's so unscientific to say that I brought a five or six-year-old child with me without a monster coming to make trouble!

Let’s just say that in this world with Warcraft, Chris, who looks like a foreign kid, actually speaks the words of the Great Heavenly Dynasty so contrary to harmony!

Nima, isn't this the super cool YY stallion article I read not long ago?

Isn't the protagonist of the Stallion novel the one whose father doesn't love his mother and doesn't love him? He was framed with black hair, and then captured by the slave arrest group and sold to the mercenary group in the Warcraft Forest as human bait?

And the protagonist, at the young age of five or six, not only escaped from the mouth of the monster, but also subdued a monster named Tick...

The monster named Tick...

Tick's Warcraft...

Warcraft...

At that time, I only cared about how Zhujiao stomped on the strong men in the mainland and collected all the beauties in the world, and I was only salivating at the dazzling array of beauties inside. As for the first monster under Zhujiao, because the aptitude of monsters was not top-notch, coupled with the constant Appearing under the name of Tick, he only knew that it was black—the first color, he never thought of putting it on himself at all! ! !Isn't the qualification of labor and capital excellent?Otherwise, how could swollen eat meat so smoothly?

Looks like, where did that last tic come from?It seems to be hated by the beauties of his haha, so when the pig's feet stepped through the void, they didn't take it with them, but stayed in the lower realm to serve a certain family-----

did not bring...

Serve......

Fu Sanle suddenly felt that she was not well!