[vip080] What is written in front of Di Ling is what Yu Xiao wrote here
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He threw the piccolo to the ground in a fit of anger, and stepped on it hard. However, he did not want to step on it, and he actually made a loud sound, "Master, have mercy on me, master, have mercy on me!"
Qingyi stopped and saw a three-year-old chubby little boy wearing only a bellyband gradually transforming and standing in front of him, looking at him pitifully. If Xiaoque hadn't been alive and dead now, he would have seen
Such a child would be overflowing with maternal love, but now when she saw this child appearing out of thin air, she just asked in a cold voice, "Where is your master? Ask him to come out to see me immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"
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"My sister is so fierce, even scarier than the master." The little boy muttered and got into the piccolo. After a while, the piccolo automatically played. The sound was not the sound of ordinary music. It was a kind of love that he had never heard before.
music.
The music started, and within a moment, the man in purple appeared in front of him. Unlike the cold or evil look he had seen a few times before, he actually gave people a feeling of fatigue at this time.
"What's the matter?"
"My friend is missing, save her."
"I don't seem to have this obligation."
"What do you need to do to save me?" Qingyi took a heavy breath and stared straight at the man in front of her. She couldn't see his face clearly, but she could feel how cold his face was when he said these words.
expression.
Hearing this, the man in purple clothes took a serious look at Qing Yi, as if he had discovered something interesting, "I don't know, besides Ling Aojue, there are other people you care about."
"Will you save me or not?"
"Save, why not save?" The man in purple said and instantly moved in front of Qing Yi, raised her chin, whispered into her ear, "Remember, you owe me once."
She wanted to ask for help from others, so she didn't dare to act rashly. Otherwise, based on the ambiguous behavior of the man in purple, she would fall out with him now. She didn't like others getting close to her, not at all.
Being abandoned since she was a child has made her heart very closed. So far, the only one left in it is Ling Aojue.
After the man in purple said this, he disappeared in a flash. Inexplicably, Qingyi breathed a sigh of relief. Although she didn't like the man in purple, she believed that Xiao Que would be fine if he took action.
This time, no matter who it is, she will never let it go.
She didn't want to cause trouble, so why did those people have to provoke her?
After the man in purple left, Qingyi picked up the piccolo from the ground, held it in his hand and knocked it twice, "Come out."
I knew that the man in purple could do sorcery, but I didn't expect that the things he gave me could hide things, and what was hidden was something that could transform into a child.
When she saw the talking pangolin in Tianlao four years ago, she should have calmed down.
The little boy hid inside, his chubby body trembling, this sister is so fierce, so fierce.
Qingyi saw the thing in his hand and didn't respond for a long time. He seemed to have guessed something and lowered his voice and said, "Come out, I won't do anything to you. Your master gave you to me. From now on, I will
He is your master."
The man indeed said that he gave her the piccolo. There was someone hidden inside the flute, so it was obvious that it was a treasure. Now that he had given it to her, it would not be that easy to take it back.
The little boy shrank down, and finally when Qingyi was about to throw the piccolo to the ground again, he appeared aggrievedly, with his head lowered, floating pitifully in mid-air, without turning into a solid human form.
"Okay, don't be afraid. I won't hurt you, but you have to tell me, who are you?" He tried his best to calmly accept the little ghost floating in the air in front of him.
"Really?" The little boy glanced at Qing Yi cautiously. Seeing that Qing Yi was not as fierce as before, he stretched out his chubby little hand and patted his chest, breathing a slight sigh of relief, "Sister, I am Di
Ling, I am very powerful."
Qing Yi glanced at the little chubby boy in front of her, and she really didn't see how powerful he was.
Moreover, looking at the little guy in front of her, she subconsciously touched her belly. Then she remembered something and let out a long sigh.
Di Ling saw that Qingyi looked like he didn't believe him, and seemed to be in a daze. His self-esteem couldn't help but be hit. He floated in front of Qingyi and said angrily, "Sister, I am really powerful. Master
They say I’m very, very powerful!”
Qingyi came back to her senses and looked at Di Ling with a half-smile. Would that man in purple say that others are great? She really didn't believe it.
Di Ling was looked at by Qianyi, and his little body trembled, and he lowered his eyes, okay, the master never said it, but he is really powerful, he knows a lot of things.
"I am your master, not your sister. Your previous master gave you to me. Do you understand?"
Di Ling pouted when he heard this. He didn't believe that his master would give him away, but looking at his sister's face, in order for him to live a better life in the future, he would not refute.
"Since I am your master now, tell me, what was your previous master? What was his name?" Qingyi had just finished asking this question when a gust of cold wind suddenly came from behind him, and then he heard a playful sound.
The voice said, "Are you very interested in me?"
"In that case, why don't you ask me myself?"
When Qingyi heard this voice, she suddenly turned around. The man in purple was already standing behind her. She ignored what he said just now and was not embarrassed about being caught. She just walked in front of him and looked at him.
He said, "Where is Xiaoque? Where is she?"
"It's okay, it's in her room."
"Thank you." After saying that, Qingyi picked up the flute in his hand, turned around and ran towards Xiaoque's room.
The man in purple stood there and looked at Qing Yi's back, slightly raising the corners of his mouth, with unclear meaning.
When Qingyi ran to Xiaoque's room, Xiaoque was lying there covered in blood. No part of the skin on his face or body was good. Qingyi couldn't imagine what Xiaoque had suffered just now.
However, all of this happened because of her. If she had not promoted Xiaoque to the second-class maid, perhaps nothing today would have happened.
"Xiaoque, hold on, I will cure you, I won't let anything happen to you." Qingyi took out a bottle from his arms, poured out the last pill in the bottle, and stuffed it into Xiaoque.
He took out the piccolo and shouted to the piccolo, "Di Ling, I've left Sister Xiaoque in your care. I'll be back soon. Please take care of her before I come back."