The Demon Lord's Beginning Be Manual

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A group of green-robed medicine cultivators suddenly appeared at the door, and the leader was Huangfu Hou, the eldest son of the Huangfu family, Xie Yang's cheap junior.

Seeing him, Huangfu Hou frowned, and said in distaste: "If I had known you were here, I wouldn't have come in."

Said to go out.

"Don't be afraid, Jiang Shuyu is not here," Xie Yang stopped him, laughed twice, and wrapped his arms around his shoulders affectionately and carried him to his table, "Besides, brother misses you...why are you so wet? it's raining outside?"

Huangfu Hou shook him off: "Who's afraid of him! Hmph!"

As if angry, Huangfu Hou sat down. Although it was more than a year ago that he was expelled from Changliu Mountain, the shadow cast by Jiang Shuyu on him still persists.

A little Huanxiu with pink sleeves next to him was puzzled and said, "Xie Changliu, when did Huangfuhou become your junior brother?"

Few people know about this matter, except for those few people, even the disciples of Songming City don't know that they have such a period.

Huangfu Hou looked unkind, and squinted at her: "Don't ask, I'm upset!"

"Tch," Xiao Huanxiu was taken aback, curled his lips, "If you don't say it, don't say it, why are you so fierce..."

Xie Yang smoothed things over for him with a smile: "He is in a bad mood!"

After driving away a few monks who wanted to listen to gossip, Xie Yang enthusiastically said: "Senior Brother, you sit here, Senior Brother will cook for you."

"Forget it," Huangfu Hou raised his hand to stop him, "I don't dare to eat the meal you ordered, don't it be something with extra ingredients."

Xie Yang smiled and said: "Look at what you said to me, brother will be sad."

Huangfu Hou had seen his despicable means a long time ago, so he ignored him, and shouted behind him: "Hey! You! Get me something to eat!"

It was only then that Xie Yang realized that there was a skinny girl with braids behind him.

Not wearing any uniform, probably his servant.

The girl nodded in response and walked away, Xie Yang said: "It's still a big business for the younger brother's family. There are so many people looking for swords in the past two days, you are the only one who is worthy of being a maid."

Huangfu Hou knew that he was scolding himself in a different way, and finally couldn't hold back his face, he slammed the table and shouted: "Xie Changliu, stop talking sarcastic!"

This time, many people looked over again, Huangfu Hou glared, and scolded ferociously: "What are you looking at! Why should you go!"

Everyone dared to be angry and dare not speak out. Who would let him be the son of the lord of Yaoxin City, so Xie Yang was not afraid of him, so he asked, "Where did you say that?"

"Don't think I don't know," Huangfuhou lowered his voice slightly, "Jiang Shuyu will know because you reported the letter!"

Xie Yang tilted his head.

"You think you can do it without anyone noticing, but you don't know that someone in the 'Red Mansion' has already seen you," Huangfu Hou stared at him fiercely with fierce eyes, his chest heaved violently, as if he was about to face him Throwing two punches upwards, "Smelly beggar, revenge on my young master, right?"

"Stinky beggar... Heh, I thought you forgot..."

Speaking of which, he and Huangfu Hou were old acquaintances.

Before meeting Jiang Shuyu, he was a beggar who can be seen everywhere on the streets of Mortal World. The difference is that he knows how to please most people.

Every morning when he wakes up from an unknown corner of the street, he will not find a conspicuous but inconspicuous place to squat for a whole day like other beggars. Instead, he will find a small river to wash his face and try his best. Clean yourself up a bit, and then look for places one by one to ask others if they need help.

Although it is common to be beaten, you can always get something to eat.

He has a rather deceptive face, a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes under thick eyebrows, and he can say good things, but it doesn't always come true, and because of this, some people are willing to give him a chance to help, and use their strength in exchange for food.

The ones who helped today were a couple from a biscuit shop. Their business has been booming recently, and the shop hadn't had time to recruit a waiter, because Xie Yang is a beggar after all, so he was only asked to watch the fire by the boiler, or go to the backyard to chop some. firewood.

The woman treats Xie Yang like a child, but the hostess looks down on him very much.

"Hey!" The hostess was busy putting the sesame seed cakes out of the pan. The man brought over a dozen logs and threw them all in front of him. Take me half a biscuit!"

Xie Yang had just come out of the boiler room, before he had time to catch his breath, he still said, "Okay, don't worry!"

He smiled flatteringly at the man, two naughty little canine teeth looming in his mouth.

When the man saw it, he spat on the ground, wiped it with the sole of his foot, and muttered: "It's neither yin nor yang..." Then he went forward to help.

Xie Yang shrugged indifferently, turned around and went to look for an ax...

So busy until the evening, the three pancakes that had been promised turned into one pancake. Under Xie Yang's repeated pleading, the man mercilessly pushed him out of the door.

"Go, go, you stinky beggar, it's good to eat something!"

"But we..."

Xie Yang wanted to say more, but he stumbled and fell face down, his face felt stinging, and the only piece of biscuit in his hand fell to nowhere.

Inadvertently looking at the woman's apologetic eyes, he hastily propped up his sore body and lowered his head to search inch by inch on the sandy ground.

"Obviously I said it..."

There was a soreness in his nasal cavity, and his eye sockets were also dry.

"Forget it," he began to comfort himself, "this is how the world is, it will be fine in the future, and in the future... let them pay it back a million times over."

He tried his best to take that breath, but he still couldn't hold it back. A tear slid down his cheek, fell to the ground, and melted into the soil.

Auntie...

"Oh, that beggar!"

It seemed to be calling him.

Xie Yang hurriedly wiped his face, but when he raised his head, there was still a smiling face: "Master, did you call me?"

"Young Master" stood not far away, raised his foot and kicked something on the ground: "Are you looking for this?"

It was that biscuit.

Xie Yang nodded again and again: "Yes, young master!"

As he said that, he was about to bend down to pick it up, but the young man in green stepped on his hand.

Xie Yang: "...Young Master?"

The young man stood in front of him with his hips akimbo, looking down at him: "What? The young master helped you a lot, and you can't even say thank you?"

He was about the same age as him, and there were several teenagers in the same attire behind him. They all laughed when they heard the sound, and waited to see his reaction with a playful face.

In their eyes, he is not a person, but anything that can be trampled into the dust.

Xie Yang lowered his head, gritted his teeth and did not speak.

The young master still didn't intend to raise his foot.

At this moment, another boy asked, "What's your attitude?"

"Don't make things difficult for him," the young master said, "Hey! Have some fun for the brothers, and it won't be difficult to learn how to bark a few times, right?"

As soon as this remark came out, other people cheerfully echoed it.

Xie Yang raised his head and gave him a hard gouged look, but he was kicked a few feet in the next second, and when he raised his head again, his face was covered in blood.

His nose was broken, but there were so many people passing by, no one dared to stop.

The boy at the head wiped the non-existing dust on the boots, finally let go of the poor pancake, walked towards Xie Yang, and stomped him into the soil again: "Shameless, you just You are a beggar, letting you learn from a dog is to flatter you, how much more noble do you think you are than a dog?"

Xie Yang fell silent, and stood up with all his strength. The young man scolded after realizing his intentions, and then a group of people kicked and punched him.

Xie Yang curled up on the ground to protect his head, his molars were gnashing loudly, but he didn't dare to resist any more, he let them laugh and beat and scold, hoping that they would go away soon after the beating...

I don't know how long it took, those teenagers left, Xie Yang let go of the hand holding his head, wiped the blood under his nose, and stood up enduring the great pain all over his body.

They kicked his knee, the pain was extremely severe, Xie Yang gritted his teeth, and then moved to the position just now.

Reaching out in the middle of the road to pick up the almost shattered sesame seed cake, Xie Yang wiped off most of the sand and sand on it with a few surprised or disgusted eyes, then opened his mouth expressionlessly, tore it up, chewed it, and swallowed it. go down...