Our Lady of the Mother will die if she does not escape

Chu Woyun was nailed to the spot by her words, with a confused expression: "When you were five years old?"

What is the hidden plot in it?Although I usually don't leave my name behind when I do good deeds, and when I see grandmas crossing the road, they will stop and cheer for them verbally, but I really don't know about it.Tell the truth.

Song Lingxing seemed to have suddenly opened the valve of memory, and his expression was so moved that he was on the verge of tears, and said, "Master, have you forgotten that you gave me a brocade quilt in Sumi City back then, and let me survive that winter?" ..."

Chu Woyun was stunned, unable to utter a word.

The system considerately sells services: [Whether to consume 1000 currency points to activate a "Reminiscence of the Past" card to use. 】

What can Chu Woyun say: "Use it, if the balance is still enough."

The scene in front of him suddenly changed, from the dark altar of the demon world to a snow-covered winter in the human world.

Chu Woyun closed his eyes to adjust to the light for a while, and first heard a group of children on the street singing a nursery rhyme.

"Little beggar, little beggar, little beggar without father or mother..."

As soon as Chu Woyun heard the word "beggar", Chu Woyun almost vomited. The number of beggars that Sheng Xuzi met on the road these years has been as many as stars in the sky, innovation!Do you understand innovation?

"Little beggar, little beggar, little beggar without father or mother; no one hurts, no one loves, and there is no quilt to cover in winter..."

The monotonous nursery rhymes are repeated endlessly. Children in the world live a boring life, especially in winter when there is no entertainment, so they often compose and sing some nursery rhymes.Singing while clapping, bouncing around something, childlike innocence and fun.

But when Chu Woyun opened his eyes and saw that they were surrounded by a dirty and thin child with only a small rag on his body, he didn't feel childlike at all.

Snow doesn't cool down, snow turns cold.At this time and here, it was the day when the snow was melting, and Chu Woyun was not here, but just based on the snowdrifts on the roadside and the clothes of the pedestrians around, one could tell that this was the coldest season of the year.

The child was dirty, disheveled, and skinny, squatting on the ground mixed with mud and snow.Holding his head numbly, trying to isolate himself from those bastards who mocked him.

In Chu Woyun's impression, his apprentice Song Lingxing was cute, cute and a little savage, and he mistakenly thought she was a young lady who was raised by gold and jade. Unexpectedly, it was such a life experience.

A child who looked like a leader came up, kicked her on the shoulder, knocked her over, and lay on the ground with bare arms.

This hurts so much, how cold it is.

The child was wearing a small melon skin hat, and his deciduous teeth hadn't fallen out yet, and his words were leaking, but his tone was full of viciousness: "My mother said, she killed the whole family when she was born, she is a disaster, let's fight, Tell her not to come to our house!"

"Kill!" "Kill the little monster!"

Pieces of stones greeted the half-baked little beggar.

Chu Woyun understands that the world is complicated, and children are also born with bad natures. There are campus bullying incidents in a civilized society, and it is normal for a beggar without a father or mother to be bullied in the book.But when the target of bullying became his female apprentice, how could he endure it?He tried to stop the naughty kids, but as soon as he reached out, he went straight through their bodies.

In the picture is the past that has long passed away, and he is powerless to change it.

Xiao Lingxing trembled and hugged his head and face, not having the courage to resist at all.Slowly crawl towards the corner to avoid round after round of stone attacks.

The boys were tired from playing, and they held hands and started singing the nursery rhyme again. "Little beggar, little beggar, there is no quilt to cover in winter..." Noisy and noisy.

The girl trembled, and wiped away the snot, tears and blood on her forehead with her small hands.

Pedestrians on the road and vendors setting up stalls glanced here from time to time, but did not intervene.

At this time, a beautifully decorated carriage passed by and stopped on the side of the road. There was an ethereal voice in the carriage, and the words were full of regret: "Oh, is there no quilt?"

The carriage was luxurious and restrained, exuding an air of immortality. Walking back and forth were eight young men dressed as monks, with swords around their waists, and their demeanor was dignified.Passers-by watched curiously.

After two clicks, something like a long pole tapped on the window frame of the carriage, and the man with a nice voice inside said something in a low voice.Then at the front of the carriage, a handsome young monk with a peaceful expression in a blue and white Taoist robe came and drove away the gang of bastards.

The beggar in the corner heard the movement and raised his head, his body still shaking uncontrollably.Like a dead leaf riddled with holes.

On the small dark brown face, a pair of big and bright eyes, like the stars at dawn.

The young monk didn't say anything, turned around and went back into the carriage. When he got off for the second time, he held a brocade quilt and a small bag of silver leaves in his arms.

The quilt has cast a spell. Except for the beggar, everyone else looks like a piece of old and dirty rags, which is not much better than the one on the beggar, so that those bastards will not snatch it when they see it.In fact, it is brand new, and it also has the function of automatic heating and keeping warm.Sheng Xuzi, who is under Xiaoyaozong, used nothing bad.The silver leaf was wrapped in the quilt, and no one else saw it.

The big brother monk put things in her arms, and the heavy stack almost overwhelmed her.She helped him up in a panic, using all her strength.

The tall quilt obscured the view, and the elder brother could only hear the gentle voice: "This is from the teacher. He told you not to cry, and don't be afraid. As long as you pass this winter, you can grow up well."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and returned to the original position, and the wheels of the carriage started to turn again. The little beggar put down the quilt regardless, and ran after the carriage for a few steps, but failed to catch up. A smoke pole as emerald as water.

The following story is already clear. Five years later, the ten-year-old Song Lingxing joined Xiaoyaozong Shengxuzi's sect with his super talent, and became the last closed disciple of Wusui Island.On the first day of apprenticeship, the master gave him the name Jian Mengyuan, and no one loved him more than him.

After the flashback memories were over, Chu Woyun couldn't help thinking carefully, what kind of person was the original owner of this body?No matter which original book it is in, the teacher of Longxie, Sheng Xuzi, is of low character and extremely wretched, and the readers scold him.Unexpectedly, it was a big mistake!

His vision turned dark, and when he opened his eyes again, Chu Woyun was already lying on his back with his limbs open.When he looked up, he was surrounded by altars, and he actually fell on that huge black gold coffin board.

The coffin lid has been closed, and the century-old dirt on it has been cleaned.Above him was a black figure with his back to the light, and his two blood-colored pupils were full of inexplicable emotion, looking at Chu Woyun full of desire.

Just now I thought she was sweeping the grave, but who knew she was making the bed!

Chu Woyun sighed softly, put his hand on Song Lingxing's head, then pressed down lightly, and leaned her head against his chest.

The girl suddenly stopped breathing, stiff and at a loss: "Master... respect..."

"I'm sorry." Chu Woyun said guiltily, "I'm sorry."

"..."

"I'm sorry for the first sentence, because my teacher has ignored you all these years, and I don't know your thoughts at all. I'm sorry for the second sentence, because..." Chu Woyun had to clarify the cruel truth: "It's because, you The good master that I have been thinking about for so many years is not me..."

The two met before Chu Woyun entered this world, that is to say, the master Song Lingxing has always admired is not his soul who occupies the magpie's nest.

He could understand the child's heart of wanting to repay the favor, but it was indeed the wrong person, and he immediately let the pity in his chest overflow.

Therefore, he also heaved a long sigh of relief when Song Lingxing expressed his thoughts.After all, the substitute is not her Bai Yueguang.Then he can get out of another period of entanglement that cannot be tolerated in the world.

In the thousands of silences, Chu Woyun snapped his fingers, pouring endless power into his feet, he pushed the person aside, turned over, and ran away.

The notice that the system deducted [-] currency points made him feel a little sad.

There is no unparalleled road to the mind!Fortunately, I carry an activated "Escape from Heaven" card with me at all times.

Who told him to be tied up all the time, by Long Xie, by Yin Tong, by the head of the sect?Simply spend a lot of money to prepare a card, waiting for the critical moment to escape.

This card will create a suitable opportunity according to different plot scenarios. Last time I tried it in front of Long Xie. Although the process was not perfect, the result was satisfactory.The second time the card was used, the function was to release Chu Woyun's sealed spiritual power. The released amount was not much, but it was enough for him to escape from his apprentice's clutches.

However, before he ran out, his neck tightened, as if there was an iron chain tied to a dog, and his eyeballs almost fell out.The body fell to the ground due to inertia, and the back of the head hit the ground with a thud.

Chu Woyun was almost strangled and passed out: "The system..."

System: [cough cough cough... Sorry, the system didn't notice the character locking you up. 】

Chu Woyun: "Then what do you eat?"

[The system just watched the tragic memories of the character with you, it was too good to cry and too focused, so I didn't pay attention... Don't worry, here I will provide you with another one for free. 】

"The kind used on the spot?"

【Uh... need to wait for three days to activate...】

Chu Woyun supported his forehead: "Three days later, the day lily is cold!"

【I'm so sorry dear. 】

"I don't think of any other way!" Chu Woyun manually called out the card pack. He remembered that there was a "restart" card in it. The effect was to start the level from the beginning. It was a bit expensive, but it was worth it!After the interface popped up, my heart sank to the bottom.The always shiny card is grayed out!

Checked the currency balance again - there was only less than [-] left!

Just now, he used two cards at once, and the currency value was deducted too hard, which made this five thousand life-saving talisman beyond his tolerance!

Scrolling up, the only cards that are still lit and usable are "Uniform Temptation", "Golden Wind and Jade Dew", "Holding Hand", "According to each other"... These cards will obviously only make the situation worse.

The tone of the system became unconfident: [Please wait a moment, we are helping you to apply for a human specialist to solve it. 】

The sweat on Chu Woyun's temples was cold, and he said desperately, "Hey, where are you going?!"

What responded to him was the prompt [queuing, 76 people ahead, please do not exit the dialog box].

Xin Dao couldn't save it, let's destroy it, directly forked off the eye-catching dialog box, and waved his hands to smash the big black iron chain on his own.If he was in a normal state, he could cut gold and jade with a single hook of his finger, but now his spiritual power is sealed, and the spiritual power provided by the effective card is for him to escape, not for him to chop things, so he just follows A mortal is no different.

If he loses the Holy Yin Pill and lives under the "care" of Song Lingxing, he will be in this desperate state forever.

Thinking of this, he smashed the iron chain even harder.

The all-powerful girl calmly watched him talking to herself from behind, and then smashed her fists on the iron chain in spite of the pain, desperate like a little beast in the hands of a hunter, very funny and cute.But the blood from the broken skin on her hand was dazzling after all, she pulled the iron chain and dragged him back under her body.Touching Chu Woyun's wound with his own hand, he instantly recovered into a piece of flawless flesh and blood.

"Why can't it be you?" Song Lingxing lifted Chu Woyun's chin, pain and comfort intertwined in his eyes: "Master, you are still the same, soft-hearted and gentle. No matter how rebellious this disciple is, you can't bear to say a word Serious words."

Chuwo cloud petrification on the spot.No, I'm just used to comforting the villain before escaping, I'm really not that kind of Virgin Mary.Who knew that my back trick would fail, I tried it with Long Xie in the past, and I will be passive and sabotage when I change my personal system. Oh, fuck me!

"You ask me why I don't want the Holy Yin Pill to want you? Why, hehehe, you are the Dzogchen in the late stage of the Nascent Soul. Once you advance to the state of transforming gods, even I can't control it. Only by becoming a mortal can the disciple be able to hold you for a lifetime." Locked on the collapse... Cheng Huan."