Beautiful and miserable be aesthetics

When Lan Ya returned to Rat's Ridge City, the sky was still foggy and there was no bright light.

Fallen leaves are falling on the empty streets, and the cool wind is blowing.

His vision in front of him was a bit blurred, he was walking forward while holding on to the wall on the side of the street, his footsteps were very flimsy, his panting was rapid, and his breathing was scorching hot.

The optical computer on the wrist is still popping up messages, the intervals are shorter and shorter, and there are still many unconnected communications.

[Alger requests communication. 】

[Unanswered message: Teacher, where are you now, we have returned to Xiguang, did you encounter any trouble? ]

[Jin Daike requests communication. 】

[Unanswered message: Teacher?You reply a message, we are very worried about you.My brother said that there are many forces looking for your whereabouts with complicated purposes, the teacher should be careful. ]

[Shou Bing requests communication. 】

[Unanswered message: Sir, Alger has sent someone out to find you, I am also in the team, where are you. ]

【…】

Lan Xia seemed to have never heard of it.

He could no longer see the words that jumped out of the optical brain, nor could he feel the slight vibration of the optical brain, he could only hear the uncontrollable breathing in his chest.

The slender fingers pressed tightly against the abdomen, and the shirt was wrinkled.

Lan Xia was dripping with cold sweat.

That kick was hard, and I don't know how it hurt.

A blunt but sharp pain surged up from his stomach after he knew it, and the chill was lingering, as if a piece of ice had fallen. He could even clearly feel that the stomach under his palm was convulsing and twitching, and his internal organs were all kneaded into a ball.

Unlike the pain of injury, this feeling seems to drain one's strength.

After going through this for a while, Lan Xia's eyes became clearer, and he recognized the direction of Xi Guang. He collected himself and continued to walk forward.

"...kill you little bastard!"

"You fucking dare to bite me, you're courting death!"

"Hit him to death! Do it, it's normal to kill a person here, hit him!"

There are also the childish cries of children.

The noisy voice came faintly from the small alley in front, Lan Xia couldn't hear it clearly, she paused in her footsteps, and tilted her ears slightly.

After a while, he frowned slightly and sped up a bit.

……

alley.

A five or six-year-old boy was curled up in the innermost corner.

Seven or eight strong men and hooligans around him beat and kicked him, cursing and swearing. The harder the beating, the louder the little boy cried for help.

But if you look closely, these punches and kicks didn't land on the ground at all. The eyes of the strong men who were besieged were all blank, and their movements were barely detectable and a little stiff.

The little boy was crying miserably, but his eyes were bright, and the dark eyeballs hid some anticipation.

Lian Yao pretended to cry while controlling these strong mechanical puppets.

He took off his gray robe after he left the Magnetic Disorder Area. The news network of Gray River was very complete. It didn't take long for him to find out most of the information about the two little ghosts related to the mysterious S-rank evolutionary. Rat Ridge City.

He is also an important member of a small organization called Xiguang.

They called the mysterious S-level evolutionary 'Mr.' and 'Teacher', indicating that they have a close relationship, and there is a 90.00% possibility that they are also in this Xiguang organization.

According to the information collected, after Xiguang took over the area, he often sent people out to patrol in the morning and evening, helping many old and weak women and children who were bullied...

If he is lucky, he will be able to touch porcelain today. If he is not lucky, he will touch it for a few more days, and sooner or later he will meet someone from Xiguang.

Lian Yao stopped her thoughts and concentrated on crying even worse. She wore an inconspicuous ring on the middle finger of her right hand. The faster the middle finger trembled, the heavier the movements of these strong men would be.

Maybe it was luck, not long after he was 'slapped', he heard a low, hoarse and gentle sound——

"…Let him go."

As soon as the beating strong men stopped, Lian Yao quickly raised his head to look at the approaching people, then froze on the spot, and then became ecstatic.

At the entrance of the alley stood a figure with the morning light behind it.

Isn't this, isn't this the S-rank boss? !

What luck is he!

Lian Yao immediately pretended to be frightened, and shrank into the corner, wrapped in dusty clothes, in a small ball, so pitiful.

As soon as he moved his fingertips, those sloppy big guys immediately pushed forward and cursed: "Who are you, meddling in my own business, you are not afraid of death!"

"Yes, yes, do you understand the rules..."

"I said where did you hang out?!"

"say something……"

No one answered.

Lan Xia walked forward step by step.

He kept looking at the small group of curled up shadows in the corner, without turning his eyes away from anything else.

The strong men looked at each other, at the end of their words, but hesitated and dared not make a move, and even made a little way for him to pass.

Lian Yao felt uneasy, this scene was different from what he had imagined, normally it shouldn't be that the big boss fell from the sky and knocked down the bullying villain, and then he pretended to be dizzy, was taken away by the big boss, successfully entered Xiguang, and tried his best to sell miserably stay? !

The problem was that he didn't dare to really let these mechanical puppets hit the boss.

Could it be that he was discovered?

While thinking wildly, his back suddenly felt warm.

Lian Yao was stunned.

The young man leaned down very tenderly, and held him in his arms. This embrace was so warm that it was a little hot, and there was almost an inaudible light fragrance on the shirt.

The large windbreaker almost completely enveloped him, with one hand covering his head and the other around his chest. He was firmly and securely protected, and even his vision was plunged into a gentle darkness.

……

An indescribable sense of peace of mind.

It seemed that everything around me suddenly became quiet.

This kind of warmth is really unbearable.

Those strong men were not controlled by anyone for a while, and they were also frozen, their eyeballs were right and wrong, which was quite strange.

"...Don't be afraid."

Lian Yao heard him say, "Brother is back."

Low and gentle like a gust of wind, but like the most eternal oath.

"...Brother... will always protect you."

The voice was so gentle that it could be called bewitching. Even Yao finally came back to his senses and frowned. No matter how stupid a person is, he could sense that something was wrong with Lan Xia's current state.

He secretly wondered what was going on with Xiguang's group of people, even if he was an S-level evolutionary, he couldn't be so relieved to let him wander around by himself...or would he abduct them?It seems that it is not impossible to turn to the Gray River.

Before he could put his idea into practice, his ears were covered, and the young man carefully pressed his head to his heart.

The sound of the heartbeat passes through the chest, ear canal, clicks and clicks, calm and peaceful.

"It will be fine in a while."

he whispered.

A layer of lavender halo suddenly floated on the ground, rapidly spreading around like ripples!

The surrounding walls couldn't bear this powerful energy, making an overwhelmed sound.

click--

Ka!

The wall exploded with a bang!

Almost instantly, the ripples turned into a purple hurricane, containing extremely terrifying energy, rampaging aimlessly, whistling in a roaring and angry posture, strangling those mechanical puppets into powder.

The surrounding area was in a mess, and the cracks on the wall spread like spider webs. Except for the small area where they were, the rest of the ground sank to a depth of one foot.

When the wind blows, the dust disperses and the ground is clean.

……

All sounds are silent.

Lian Yao's pupils shrank slightly, his body became stiff, he forgot to breathe, but his heartbeat was faster than ever, and the ring on his middle finger used to control the mechanical puppet also silently melted into dust.

Mu Qiang seems to be a human instinct.

No one can maintain a calm posture in the face of absolute power.

Tick.

Tick ​​tock.

A blood flower suddenly burst open on the ground, and then another flower fell, and the bewitching red color quickly bloomed on the gray and white floor tiles.

Lian Yao panicked: "Hey... big, er, sir? This gentleman?"

He struggled hastily, "Are you injured? Why are you bleeding so much?! Let me go, let me let you see..."

These arms looked thin, but he didn't know where the strength came from, just protecting him like this, he couldn't break free.

The little boy's struggling and anxious voice vaguely recalled Lan Xia's ability to think.

He lowered his head slightly, in a trance, as if he saw 16 years ago.

["Don't hit my brother, Arnold please!"

The little boy's eyes were red from crying, and he was tightly guarded by his older brother, while a group of teenagers around him beat and kicked him.

"I made a mistake with my brother, I will never steal their bread again, I will pay you back if A Nuo is not a bad boy, please don't beat my brother..."

A priest chanted the Divine Comedy in a low voice, and the white doves in the church could not fly to this place where the sun could not shine, and the wind brought a purple incomplete petal.

Everyone passed by in silence, ignoring the onlookers, only a skinny little boy crying heart-piercingly.

"You hit me, my brother just had his blood drawn, and Anuo kowtowed to you!"

[…]

That was the only time Arnold did something bad, and the bread he stole was also to feed him, but it was a pity that it was stained with blood in the end, and was trampled into crumbs, and was eaten by white pigeons.

A Nuo was also struggling like now, Lan Xia tried her best to think back for a while, and finally remembered what she said at that time.

He gathered some strength and smiled.

"Don't make trouble... brother... it hurts a bit."

As expected, the child in his arms became quiet, his back stiffened, and he didn't dare to move at all.

He didn't even dare to catch his breath, he felt that after the burst of energy just now, Lan Xia's body temperature dropped at a frightening speed, and her heartbeat became weaker and slower.

The sound of blood dripping in the ear was dull and tasteless, but it amplified infinitely in the ear.It turns out that this is the feeling of feeling the passing of life at a close distance.

For the first time, his brain became a ball of thread.

Lan Xia's eyes were closed: "It's my brother who lost you, I can't find you..."

The voice was extremely soft, as if it had passed through many years, and the despair that came out was so thick that it couldn't be resolved, making the heart sour for no reason.

For some reason, Lian Yao seemed to have been twisted in his heart, and his voice became hoarse: "Stop talking, please, let me go, I will find someone to rescue you."

"I'm not your brother, you've got the wrong person!"

This child's body is too easily affected by emotions, tears are already pouring out, Lian Yao has a soft and cute bun face, full of indifference and fierceness, his eyes are red, and he is gradually becoming irritable.

"You will die if you don't let go, do you know that?!"

"Blood! You're vomiting blood, you can't see it!"

"Please, can you let go, you are really going to die! Hey!"

"Come here, is there anyone?!"

Even though there was such a big commotion, there was no one here. The people on the outskirts of Rat's Ridge City are the best at protecting themselves, so they are probably all hiding now.

The temperature behind her was getting colder and colder. Just when Lian Yao was about to cry out to despair, Lan Xia's brain suddenly lit up——

[Shou Bing: Communication application. 】

Lian Yao's eyes lit up, and just a second before hanging up, he pulled Lan Xia's finger and tapped it with all his might.

The moment the connection was made, the lacrimal glands of the child's body collapsed first, and Lian Yao let the tears flow down his face expressionlessly, his voice was hoarse and hoarse, and he could hardly yell out.

"Come quickly! Save people! He is dying..."

-

Algerkin Deke, Shou Bing, and their people arrived almost one after the other.

After arriving, they were silent.

There is a destroyed surface in front of me, and there are two figures in the only intact place.

A five or six-year-old child with tear-stained face stretched out his head from the young man's arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "Hurry up and save him!"

A small piece of dark gray ground was infiltrated by blood, but the young man's arms were clean, hiding a little warmth, protecting a child.

Alger's pupils tightened: "Teacher!"

Jin Daike: "Brother! Brother Bing! Hurry up!"

Shou Bing's limbs were a little numb, and when he stretched out his hand to separate Lan Xia's arm, he realized that his hand was shaking.

"No, it's too tight!" Jin Daike tried it, sweating profusely, "Tearing it apart forcibly will hurt the teacher! Do you have any solutions?"

The muscles under the palms were extremely tense, and the result of the forceful pulling was definitely not what they wanted.

Alger took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down: "It's really not possible, let's move out together first!"

"Wait a minute, let me try," Lian Yao breathed a sigh of relief, tentatively, and said something in Lan Xia's ear, "...Brother, we are safe, let me go."

Jin Daike: "Kids, don't add..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw that Lan Xia really let go a little bit, and then she fell back, as if she was finally relieved, and the corners of her mouth still had a relaxed arc.

"teacher!"

Jin Daike didn't care about being surprised, quickly caught him, and helped him into the car with Shou Bing, and returned to Xiguang at full speed without delay.

Alger was left to deal with the mess.

Lian Yao sat on the cold ground, not knowing why things turned out like this in the end.

Originally, he just wanted to touch porcelain, so he relied on Xiguang first.

With scrutiny in his eyes, Alger walked in, squatted in front of Lian Yao, and tried to make his voice gentle: "Hello, don't be afraid, kid, can you tell me what happened?"

Lian Yao lowered his head and mumbled: "I... I have no father or mother. I wandered here and was beaten here by a few hooligans. Then he suddenly appeared and protected me. I don't know why it just happened like this. gone."

"No matter how you tell him, he doesn't let go, as if he regards me as his younger brother... It just so happened that someone called him, so I..."

Became a younger brother...

Alger's brows tightened: "Is there anything else?"

Lian Yao shook his head.

"Where are those hooligans?"

Although this place is on the outskirts and is extremely remote, the bricks on the ground are extremely hard, but if they want to break into the current state, and even sink the surrounding ground by a foot, it will probably require a lot of energy.

What kind of ruffian can make the teacher make such a move.

The child in front of him didn't speak for a long time, he just looked at the dust around him, and after a long while, he murmured: "...all of them."

Alger was shocked, and he stood up and looked around.

At the beginning of the morning light, the mist is slightly cool, and the streets in the distance are deserted, with deep and light gray seeping.

There is fine floating dust, which is blown up by the wind.

Everything is silent.