Super System Plundering the Heaven

The tall city wall.

Slowly came a noble boy dressed in Chinese clothes.

The son of Fenghuazhengmao is unparalleled in appearance!

Behind your son, followed by a gray-haired old housekeeper, and dozens of guards wearing armor.

"Young city master, the wind is strong here, you should go back home!"

The old housekeeper Afu walked to your son's side and whispered respectfully.

Your son stood on the tall wall and looked down at the refugees outside the wall.

"How many refugees are there now?"

Your son asked aloud.

The old butler Afu behind him groaned for a moment, and said aloud, "There are already thousands of people!"

After a long silence, Afu said hesitantly, "Young city master, don't watch it anymore."

"So many refugees, even our Beiliang City can't afford it!"

Your son didn't seem to hear Afu's words, a pair of deep eyes glanced differently among the refugees.

Suddenly, your moving eyes stopped.

He saw the little figure among the refugees.

Raising his hand, your son pointed to the crowd, and a clear voice rang in Afu's ear.

"Bring her!"

The old housekeeper Afu was startled, and looked in the direction of your son's finger.

It was a girl in ragged clothes, with yellow hair, and a disheveled face.

"Did you hear what I said?"

Your son saw Afu did not respond, frowning, Shen Sheng said.

"what!"

The old housekeeper Afu exclaimed and quickly said, "Old slave understands!"

With a wave of his hand, a bodyguard wearing armor and a long sword stepped forward.

"You go down and bring her up!"

"Yes!"

The guard led his life, standing in the gondola, following the rope and falling from the high wall.

Da!

The guard stepped out of the gondola.

Press one hand on the long sword, applying a little force, the sword makes a foot.

Ling Xian's cold light reflected from the blade.

The commotion around the refugees gradually subsided, and they all gave way to a path.

The guard's hand pressed a long sword and took a firm step forward from the path given by the refugees.

Finally, stopped in front of a small figure.

"you!"

The guard looked down at her, and there was no expression on the face covered by the mask.

"Come with me!"

She stood up numbly, followed the guard, and approached the city wall.

The refugees behind him looked at her with envious and jealous eyes, and wished to replace it with them!

She didn't seem to feel the jealous eyes on both sides of her back, but the numb followers and waiters stood in the hanging basket and were pulled up against the wall.

She came out of the hanging basket, and the cold wind blowing on the city wall caused her to shake her body involuntarily.

Your son turned over his white fur cloak, and tied it to her.

Seeing this scene, Afu, the old housekeeper who stood behind your son, showed a displeased look on the old man's face.

But because of your son, Afu did not say anything.

It's just that the look in her eyes is full of unhappiness.

The warm heat carried by the white fur cloak passed on to her.

A flicker of light flashed in her numb eyes.

Quietly looked up at your son, she immediately lowered her head, her body trembling slightly.

"Thank you···"

A low, unnoticeable softness sounded in her mouth.

"what's your name?"

Your son's deep eyes looked at her, Shen Shen asked.

She was silent for a moment, and her voice rose slightly.

"red lotus."

"Go!"

Your son nodded with a sip, turned and walked down the tall city wall.

Guren's body shook, followed behind your son, and walked down the city wall.

Outside the tall city wall, countless refugees looked up to see the scene.

Then they curled up, tightened their belts, and snuggled up together ...

Wait to die!

Outside Dengxianlou, Ye Yu and Tian Jizi stared at the projected picture.

Tian Jizi nudged his beard and turned his head in surprise to Ye Yu.

"Ye Yu Daoyou ..."

"If the old man doesn't dazzle, is that precious son on the city wall, are you?"

Ye Yu raised his eyes and looked at the back view of the projection as he walked down the city wall, and said aloud, "Maybe it's just similar faces!"

Dengxianlou is on the fourth floor of the illusion.

A month's time passed quickly.

Guren followed your son and lived in the city surrounded by high walls.

With adequate daily nutrition, Guren gradually faded the dishes on her face, and her long hair became dark, no longer yellowish like straw.

Although the figure is thin, but it looks beautiful.

Brows and noses are straight, red lips are small.

Guren is so beautiful!

The old housekeeper A Fule looked at Honglian happily, and the old face was no longer unhappy.

"Ha ha···"

"The eyes of the young master are good!"

"It's such a good-looking girl who is a good maid to serve as a young city master!"

Guren looked up at the old housekeeper Afu, a pale white face shy blushing.

"Grandpa Afu, you are saying that, Guren will ignore you!"

Afu Cang's face was even more smiling, and he waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay!"

"Stop talking!"

Guren dropped his tools and asked Afu aloud.

"Grandpa Afu, you came to see me, did your son tell you something?"

Afu nodded and said aloud, "The young master sent the old slave to ask what happened to the red lotus girl."

A lot of joy appeared on Honglian's face, and she said with a smile, "Grandpa Afu, you happened to be here."

"I've made it according to my son's instructions, and I'm going to take it!"

Afu nodded with a smile, "That's good, hurry up!"

"The young master should be hungry now."

"Ok!"

Guren nodded his head and responded softly.

Picking up a small dish on the table, he ran out quickly.

"Ha ha···"

Afu looked at Honglian's slightly panicked back and shook his head with a smile, "This girl!"

In a wide study in the house.

The bookshelf clinging to the wall is full of thick books.

At the desk near the window, your son is looking down at a book.

Sunlight scattered on your son's body through the window, covering it with a gorgeous golden light.

Honglian walked into the study and saw her son by the window, her eyes bright and warm.

"Young Master ..."

Guren's soft voice rang in your ears.

"What you ordered to do, Honglian has already done it!"

Your son raised his head when he heard the sound, looked at the small dish dragged in the hand of Honglian, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"Haha ..."

"Really made it?"

"Honglian, your craft is really great!"

Hearing your son's praise, Guren lowered her head, and her pale cheeks were infested with shame.

"Red lotus is done according to the young master's instructions."

"Son, try it quickly. How does it taste?"

Your son leaned back on the seat, looking at Honglian's shy look, his smile became more apparent.

"Guren, come and feed me."

"what?!"

Guren was shocked and looked around subconsciously and found that there was no one else, then he was slightly relieved.

"it is good."

With a saucer, Guren walked near your son.

Reaching out a pair of beautiful palms, Guren picked up a golden, fluffy and soft pastry on the plate.

Su Su stayed in the air for a moment and put it into your son's mouth.

"Woo ..."

"Good, really delicious!"