Picked up by the Protagonist of a Tormented! MC Novel - Chapter 4

Xiwei does not have a permanent residence. How to find a safe place becomes a big problem. The purposeless loitering is the most stupid choice.

It’s okay to have only one person. It’s not so safe to have an eye-catching baby. First of all, it’s time to make this extra cumbersome change.

Xiwei carefully stopped and stopped, and there were reasons to avoid the crowd. The more important reason is that Chino is very heavy for him. He needs to constantly adjust the position to make the arm not so sour. So tired, you can take a breather.

Chino couldn’t see Xiwei, it didn’t mean that there was no feeling. The protagonist’s breath was not stable. He could clearly hear the fierce beating of the heart’s “squeaky” by the position of his chest. For a moment, he was a little embarrassed and worried.

Finally, Sivi stopped and was very quiet. He pulled the position of his head slightly, and exposed Chino’s face in the cold air, but quickly smashed around the baby’s neck, allowing him to Breathing freely doesn’t let cold air get into your clothes.

Chino is indeed a bit boring. Before he was afraid that the protagonist had been disgusted and said that he was uncomfortable, he felt comfortable now. He quietly turned his eyes and looked at the surrounding environment.

Ye Lancheng is rich in water resources. The rivers are criss-crossed. The spectacular level is comparable to Venice in the water city. There are many boats on the water or docked or floating. Some of these boats are private, some are organized, some are gorgeous and simple. The common feature is not large, because of the problem of the width of the river and the height of the arch bridge, the oversized ship is not free to pass.

Now they are under a bridge in a river, where a simple boat is parked.

The simple boat is a very subtle adjective. In fact, the ship is very small and very small. The hull is woody. It is about twice the length of the current height of Sylvia and Chino, and the width is only as high as the height of the Sivi. The mini is like a model.

The hull has a lot of scratches. It seems that after many collisions, the edges are all deep and shallow pits. The top of the awning has broken countless holes. Once it rains, it is estimated that the rain outside is still the rhythm of heavy rain.

When Xiwei took Chino to set foot on this mini-breaking ship, Chino still couldn’t believe that the ship that had long been scrapped for 800 years was their future “house.”

The boat was broken and small from the outside. When you drilled into the cabin, it looked like a three-level dangerous ship. There were traces of repairs at the bottom of the ship. It looked like it would leak at any time.

If Chino couldn’t talk, he would have to grasp the dream of Shiwei, and the protagonist would be better off sleeping on the snow than on the boat. A bad one is the rhythm of direct water burial!

Apparently, Xiwei didn’t think so. He returned to the familiar place and relaxed his cheeks, and then began to change the shape of Chino.

He first put Chino in the cabin, the only dirty, shabby blanket that couldn’t see the original color, and then pulled the cloak left by the mother who was wrapped in the outermost shape of Chino. Spread it aside, then carefully remove the small dagger that was old and curled and began to cut the cloak into a number of strips and pieces of cloth.

Since the dagger was very blunt, the work lasted for a long time.

Then Xiwei frowned slightly and held a dagger to start the confrontation of Chino’s emptiness. Chino was not stunned by creeps.

The protagonist, you just took the dagger to give the cloak to the corpse, and then you will not have to divide me, wake up, and easy to eat is a big villain, mud can not do this! Mud is not so badly abused by the villains, it will be a hundred times more than a villain!

However, he obviously thought too much. When Sivibi took a moment to cut the outermost scorpion with a dagger, it would not be able to see where the cost was. It looked like it was from the outside. Although he was not warm enough, he lost the possibility of being detained.

Do not doubt that in Ye Haocheng, even a complete baby shackle on a fabric is at risk of being robbed.

As a native of Ye Wei, Xi Wei is well versed in the way of survival here. Only the more low-key and more cautious, can live safely.

After doing all this, even the protagonist, I feel very tired. His face has become pale from unhealthy dishes. There are obvious dark circles under his eyes. The brain is wrapped around the powder and it can be distressed. If you don’t touch yourself, How could Xiwei stay asleep all night, and he had to give the most of his rare food to himself? He finally got back to his own nest and was busy for so long.

Chino, who wants to let the protagonist rest well, deliberately called “I呜伊呜” twice. When Shiwei gave him a little cold, he immediately opened his mouth and tried to make a big yawn. Show sleepy.

Xiwei looked at the soft creature with a blank expression and looked at himself with a pitiful look. While still holding a pink mouth, he said that he wanted to sleep. He didn’t know how to move it and put it in his arms. The small head pressed to the chest and really fell asleep.

The little baby’s body is very soft, and there is a faint milky smell on the body. It smells a bit hungry, but it is very warm, and Xiwei is sleeping in the first place. From birth, no one has ever been with him. Close to the same, the parents are still in a state of stocking when they are still there, and they have never fulfilled their parents’ responsibilities except that they did not starve to death.

The same is true for Chino. He grew up in an orphanage and felt that Xiwei’s thin body was very safe. Two tired children slept very sweetly, and the two small bodies were tightly embraced, as if they were tight. There are only one other in the world.

This feeling, I went to sleep on the moon, in the ordinary place, midnight is the time to rest, but in Ye Lancheng, all the underground dark activities have just begun, the ordinary river surface in the day has also changed. .

All kinds of boats have lighted the magical stone guide light and walked freely on the river.

Many ships’ bows are sitting or standing pretty girls. They are very cool, they are not afraid of the cold. They look at the river bank. When they see an adult male beckoning, they will tell the boatman at the helm to stop and discuss for a while. After that, if it is a deal, it will stick into the cabin and the boat will re-enter the river.

For a time, the river was filled with a fragrant atmosphere.

Xiwei was accustomed to this situation, and did not care at all. He only expressed satisfaction with the child’s not crying when he found that he was a little bit awake. He also fed two-thirds of the last bread in the most clumsy way. After that, I ate the soiled bread and the remaining one third.

The food is warned.

Tonight, the cold wind bursts, and the snow has once again floated. I wonder how many people will be buried by heavy snow.

Their boats were hidden under the bridge hole, free from the fate of snow, but the crater full of holes could not stop the cold wind, and Shiwei instinctively tightened the only heat source and drew the warmth of the little bit.

It’s just that the black eyes are still indifferent, without the slightest mood swings.

There was some debris scattered in the cabin, except for the dirty blankets on which they were lying. Shiwei suddenly felt the **** had a somewhat unusual warmth.

He hesitated to raise his left hand to the front, and carefully observed the extra ring through the moonlight leaking from the ceiling. This is the young aristocratic mother who had nowhere to go, forcibly put it on him, because of the tension during this time. Wei almost forgot this little thing, and when he thinks of it, he is not willing to wear it.

He smashed Chino into his arms, and his hands converge behind the little ones, trying to take the ring off, but found that he couldn’t move.

The seemingly ordinary black ring is like a long finger on his finger. No matter how hard he can’t pick it up, Xiwei’s eyebrows look colder. If he can’t pick it up, he can almost imagine him soon. The left **** or even the entire left hand can’t keep it.

He made the biggest strength and ring out of his face with no expression, but the ring didn’t move. Finally, he couldn’t help. He found his baby dagger. After hesitating a little, he began to slowly cut himself along the outer edge of the ring. The fingers, the red blood, were stained with a black ring, and the patterns along the dark lines of the ring filled the pattern.

Xiwei’s pupils were miniature, and he could feel that the inside of the ring seemed to stick out a lot of spikes and plunged directly into his fingers, and then he was sucking his blood.

The weather dripping into ice, Xiwei had a sweat, because of fear and pain, his teeth were tight, and the pain deep into the bone marrow caused him to break through the cracks. Quickly dissipated on the river, there are so many humming-sounds here that it won’t attract anyone’s attention.

Kino was shocked. He couldn’t see the back. He could only see the protagonist’s still immature face. It was serious first, then deepened. Finally, it suddenly became a distorted pain. He grabbed his left hand and started in the cabin. roll.

Xiwei’s left hand is already bloody.

Chino was mad, but he still could only wield a weak hand, anxiously “I呜伊呜” screaming, and nothing else could be done.

Unconsciously, the white baby’s white face is full of vertical and vertical tears.

Black ring saturated with blood, bleeding color exudes brilliance, Seiver distorted face and swayed a bit grim, but soon darken, or even disappear.

Seiver lying near collapse of the corner of the cabin, his pupil since endured extreme pain and some slack, after a long time only alleviate some, struggling to climb slowly because the cabin kept shaking rolled another corner Chino’s side, facing the back overturned Chino bilge over and see his little face mess not startled by startled.

Than the last time even dry voice sounded hoarse, “Do not cry …… I …… …… will not die.”

Seiver with a dirty sleeve to wipe his face became Little kitten, while rubbing the side thoughtfully.

In addition to his hand dried blood had absolutely no wound, and strange egg ring disappeared, only the **** and the ring surface texture exactly the same pattern shows left before everything is not a dream.

The tattered cabin was very quiet, and suddenly there was a voice that said, “Who are you?”