In the cold night, a little girl in ragged clothes woke up from her sleep. There was no one beside her. She stood up from the corner of the wall that was leaning against, and under the guidance of the moonlight, she was confused and walked out of the alley.

There was no one on the empty streets, and the shops on both sides had been closed. Even the tram that opened until very late on weekdays had closed.

The little girl was walking alone on the street, and even she didn't know where she was going. She just inexplicably felt that everything around her was very familiar, as if she had experienced this scene.

Just when the little girl was in a daze, suddenly, a figure lying on the road ahead appeared. The moment she saw the figure, even before she could see the figure's face clearly, the little girl could not help but shout:

"mother!"

The little girl rushed up excitedly, and the figure on the ground seemed to hear the little girl's shouting. She raised her head with difficulty. The moment she saw the little girl, a loving smile appeared on her face, but soon her happy smile turned into worry and reluctance.

"Hurry...go!"

The woman said these two sentences anxiously, and then she fell down powerlessly.

Seeing the woman's hands holding the parchment fell weakly, the little girl's thoughts burst out!

"mother--!"

It was like a thunder in the dark night, and in a ruined temple, a little girl woke up the caregiver beside her.

Wushuang has been carefully guarding Xiaoqi who is sleeping since Xiaoliu left, but he is not a bad person after all. Just when Wushuang was drowsy with the knife given by Xiaoliu, he was suddenly awakened by Xiaoqi's "Mom!"

"Well, what's wrong? What happened?" Wushuang, who was awakened, quickly asked subconsciously, but no one answered her.

Xiao Qi, who woke up from the nightmare, was also confused at this moment, and then he couldn't help but feel sad. Xiao Qi couldn't help crying loudly in an instant.

The crying shook the earth, and everyone felt a lot of sorrow in their hearts, as if they were empathetic.

Seeing Xiaoqi crying suddenly, Wushuang didn't know what was going on, but he hugged Xiaoqi quickly, gently stroked her back, and comforted her gently:

"Oh, don't be afraid or not. With my sister here, I'll tell my sister if I have anything to do, and everything will be fine."

Wushuang comforted Xiaoqi repeatedly, but Xiaoqi continued to cry and kept crying for a long time. In the end, I don’t know if it was tired of crying, or Wushuang’s comforting worked, or both, but Xiaoqi finally stopped crying.

Xiaoqi felt the gentle stroke of her back and the gentle and reliable embrace in her arms. Her emotions gradually stabilized and her consciousness gradually became clear. She sobbed her nose, wiped away the tears from her cheeks, and raised her head to Wushuang thank him sincerely:

"Thank you, Sister Wushuang."

Looking at Xiao Qi's appearance like a pear blossom after the rain, his stubbornness is full of weakness, and his weakness is full of strength, which makes people feel extremely pity.

Wushuang was also deeply pity for her. She looked at Xiaoqi who pretended to be strong, as if she saw her childhood self. She hugged Xiaoqi tightly in her arms.

Xiaoqi was held in Wushuang's arms and did not struggle. He also hugged this warm embrace tightly. The two of them were like the flames of loneliness in the dark night, hugging each other and huddling together to keep warm.

The two of them were silent and didn't say anything, but just enjoyed the warm embrace wholeheartedly.

The night is so long, the bonfire sways beside the blanket, and the light and shadow reflected by the reflection shine on the dilapidated and rough wall, but it outlines a warm picture.

But no matter what, there is always an end.

The two hugged each other for a long time, enjoying the warmth of Xiaoqi, and returning to her former liveliness and innocence. She said with a giggle:

"Sister Wushuang, your arms are so warm, just like my mother's."

"Is that so? Then, if you miss your mother from now on, how about sleeping with your sister?" Wushuang learned about Xiaoqi's life experience from Xiaoliu. He knew that Xiaoqi's mother had just left a few days ago. She probably guessed why Xiaoqi suddenly cried just now. She gently stroked Xiaoqi's head and said to her dotingly.

"Yeah!" Xiao Qi saw this and nodded quickly with a smile, then drilled in, wanting to make the sticker more in.

However, Xiaoqi suddenly felt something was wrong. She remembered something, and quickly broke free from Wushuang's arms, looked up and looked around, and finally found that one person was missing.

"Sister Wushuang, where is my brother?" Xiaoqi asked in confusion.

Seeing Xiaoqi finally discovering that Xiaoliu was missing Wushuang, he hurriedly hugged Xiaoqi back in his arms and explained gently:

"Your brother has something to do and will be back soon."

Xiaoqi leaned in Wushuang's arms and looked up at Wushuang with confusion.

Wushuang was a little panicked by Xiaoqi because Xiaoliu went out at that time, but it was not normal for him to go out for a walk.

Wushuang still remembers clearly:

She was sleeping soundly at that time and was awakened by Xiaoliu. In front of her was a man in black in a night clothes. If the other party hadn't covered her mouth in time, she would have almost screamed out.

It was not until he saw the familiar face that Wushuang realized that the man was actually Xiaoliu. Then Xiaoliu briefly explained to her, saying that he had something to go out, asked her to help take care of Xiaoqi, and left the sword for her to stay with her, and then the person left. She didn't know where Xiaoliu was going? What did he do? Will there be any danger?

However, these worries should not be added to Xiaoqi now. Wushuang smiled reluctantly and said with a relaxed look:

"Don't worry, Xiaoqi, Brother Yan just went out for a casual walk and came back soon. Moreover, he would be fine if he had such a high martial arts skills."

Wushuang is not good at lying, so his expression becomes a little awkward when he says this. Even Xiaoqi can see that Wushuang is wrong.

"Sister Wushuang, what's wrong with you? Why has your tone changed?"

Seeing Xiaoqi seeing her unnaturalness, Wushuang was even more panicked, but before she could say anything, Xiaoqi quickly smiled and said:

"Don't worry, Sister Wushuang, I won't worry. My brother's kung fu is good, I'm not worried at all."

Xiaoqi said obediently, Wushuang smiled and touched Xiaoqi's little head.

However, in the place Wushuang didn't see, Xiaoqi's gaze dimmed a little. She touched her clothes, and the only thing hidden in her arms was the only relic left to her by her mother, and the only clue that she could find her enemy. And tonight, she met so much that night. Although Xiaoqi said she was not worried, she still felt a little nervous.

But she also knew that she could not do anything. She was eager to learn martial arts well now, so that she would not be left alone.

Wushuang was also a little worried about Xiaoliu. Although Xiaoliu had high martial arts skills, she had witnessed with her own eyes how the few people with higher martial arts skills died comedic in front of her. There have never been many masters in this world.

Although he had only been in contact with Xiaoliu for a few days, Wushuang felt that he had known each other for a long time. This not only refers to the other party knowing his senior brother, but also to a very wonderful feeling.
Chapter completed!