Zi Yi said to Rob, who was still in shock, "Captain Rob, please help me do something."

Rob said in panic: "Little Prince, you said! You ordered!"

Zi Yi pointed to the half box of gold coins and said, "This is for you. You live a life of licking blood on the knife, and you are asking for nothing more than wealth. Now I will gather all the brothers of the Sand Mercenary Group to help me dig a cave. The more people you have, the better."

Rob nodded. The young man was very particular, and he was not so afraid at the moment: "Don't worry, leave it to me, I promise that it can expand to hundreds of people in an instant."

Zi Yi nodded and looked at Mo Xing, "Grandson."

Mo Xing quickly responded, "Hey, here, grandpa, what are your instructions?"

Zi Yi said: "There is a little girl named Qinglin in the Motien Mercenary Group, you know."

Mo Xing nodded quickly: "I know, I know, that's a bastard of snake man and humans. You want..."

Before Mo Xing could finish his words, Zi Yi slapped him on the forehead: "You are so naughty, that's your aunt, go and invite me. Remember to use it. She doesn't have a finger and I'll stomp one from you!"

“…”

"! Sure, sure." He almost scared Mo Xing's grandson to death. This smiling tiger looks very harmless. If he really wants to get dark, the second regiment commander is the lesson of the past!

"You won't go!"

The two hurriedly ran out, and in a blink of an eye, Zi Yi was left alone in the big room with her legs crossed, enjoying the cool-off wine and grapes.

At noon, Mo Xing ran in with a big bag full of sweat.

"Grandpa, I'll bring it back to you." Mo Xing said with joy.

"Uh," I did not find the wrong person, this is really efficient. Zi Yi put down the grape in his hand and said, "Where is the person?"

Mo Xing patted the cloth bag on his shoulder, and the cloth bag shaking significantly a few times: "What about this."

Mo Xing put down the cloth bag on his shoulder and slowly opened it. His mouth was blocked with a cloth ball, and his pitiful little head was exposed.

Ziyi's face turned dark and he pulled off the cloth from the girl's mouth.

The little girl screamed out quickly.

"Idiot, why did I tell you!" A slap covered Mo Xing's forehead.

Mo Xing looked at Zi Yi with grievance: "Grandpa, I told my aunt that she just refused to leave with me. I really have no choice!"

Zi Yi shouted angrily: "Get out and tell them to prepare a table of good wine and food."

"Oh, oh, I'll go here!" Mo Xing wiped his sweat and ran out. This ancestor was not easy to serve, so it was scary!

Zi Yi tore the cloth bag on the little girl's body and gently untie the rope on her hand.

This is almost a young girl of twelve or thirteen years old, with a petite figure and a light green skirt. She was looking at herself in horror, and Ziyi felt soft and she pulled out his most beautiful and gentle smile.

"Don't be afraid."

As soon as he regained his freedom, the little girl quickly shrank to the corner of the wall, hugging her knees tightly with her hands, and looking at Ziyi with extremely frightened eyes.

Ziyi took another step forward, and she shrank back again, her expression even more frightened.

The smile on Ziyi's face froze immediately. Are he so scary?

Zi Yi whispered: "I know you don't like this place, you don't like these people outside, and I actually don't like them either."

Qinglin looked at Ziyi seriously, his eyes still full of vigilance. The little brother in front of him was almost fifteen or sixteen years old, with a childish look on his face.

Zi Yi squatted down and slowly moved to Qinglin's side, saying, "Little sister? I'm not ugly!"

Qinglin said timidly: "No, it's not ugly."

Ziyi grinned and said, "You are looking at it, especially my eyes..."

Zi Yi stretched out a finger and pointed it at his facial features, "And my eyebrows, my nose, and my mouth are not ugly, right?"

“It’s not ugly, it’s pretty good.”

Under the guidance of Zi Yi, Qinglin really followed his eyes, eyebrows, nose and eyes.

Zi Yi patted her thigh and smiled, "Yes, from head to toe, there is no place that is not good-looking."

Qinglin couldn't help but sneer, and at this moment, he gradually disappeared from the original horror. The man in front of him felt like he was the little brother next door.

"I'll tell you, if you look so beautiful as me, you're definitely not a bad person."

The twelve or thirteen-year-old girl gradually let go of her guard.

"Sister, your name is Qinglin, right?" Zi Yi still looked at Qinglin with a sweet face.

Qinglin whispered: "Yes!"

"I'll show you something."

Zi Yi slowly pulled up his sleeves, and a smooth arm appeared in front of Qinglin's eyes. The bright skin like a gem really made the woman jealous.

Qinglin's eyes slowly widened and then widened. As the sleeves pulled higher and higher, countless purple crystals slowly emerged on the smooth arm.

Zi Yi stretched out one finger and made a gesture of banning the sound.

"Sister, we are a kind of human being! I know you have it too."

Qinglin swallowed, looked up at Ziyi's pupils, took a deep breath, and seemed to have made some decision. He slowly pulled up his sleeves, revealing a piece of snow-white wrist and the green snake scales wrapped around his arms.

Ziyi stretched out his wrist and made a comparison, "Ha, I'll say we're a family. How beautiful you look, well, yours are better than mine."

Upon hearing this, Qinglin was no longer afraid. She looked up at Ziyi deeply. There was something called "Same" called "Same"? Is he really my "Same"? She is no longer an "Same"?

In her thirteen years of painful experience, this weak heart has no feeling of relatives, but has gratitude for people who are just good to her, and has fear of people who are full of malicious intentions. A strange feeling quietly emerges. The eyes that have never been surprised since birth have been faintly exuded with some strange and charming eyes. Qinglin said timidly: "Your good looks like a gem, and it is better than me."

Zi Yi gently helped Qinglin up: "From now on, you will be my sister, and I am your brother! If anyone dares to bully you again, I will beat him to death!"

"Brother!" Qinglin looked at him, and three light spots seemed to flash in his agile eyes.

At this time, Mo Xing walked in, and there were several people following him carrying rich wine and meat.

Seeing Mo Xing come in, Qinglin subconsciously hides behind Zi Yi again. She recognizes him, Mo Xing of the Sand Mercenary Group, the notorious bad guy!

"Come here!" Zi Yi said dissatisfied.

"Grandpa, what else do you have to do?" Mo Xing walked over with his waist.

Zi Yi leaned sideways and gently pulled Qinglin out: "From the future, she will be your aunt. If you suffer any grievance in this Shimo City, I will unscrew your dog's head!"

"Auntie, I used to be young... you are a lot! I salute you." After saying that, I knelt down respectfully.

Qinglin grabbed Ziyi's neck at a loss. She has been inferior to others for so many years. For the first time, she felt a sense of security behind her.

"You go out." Zi Yi held Qinglin's hand and pressed it on the seat.

"Sister, you're hungry, let's have a meal first. Where will your brother go in the future?"

Qinglin said timidly: "But, I still have to go back to the Motien Mercenary Group!"

Zi Yi said angrily: "What are you going to do to go back? We won't go back to serve people anymore. No one is more noble than you. I'll follow my brother from now on."

"But."

Ziyi pulled off a big chicken leg and forced it into Qinglin's mouth.

This is a feeling I have never had before, and the feeling of being spoiled by others. Qinglin gently bit the chicken leg in his mouth, and tears flowed down his eyes.

Zi Yi felt distressed and gently pressed her on her chest: "Cry, I won't cry anymore. Brother will never let you shed another tear. Do you believe me?"

"Yeah." Qinglin responded cryingly...

Zi Yi held her little face in the palm of her hand and gently stroked the tears on her face: "Let's have a meal."
Chapter completed!