Ye Qianhe ran so fast and hurriedly that Ling Chuxi didn't even have time to catch up. By the time she recovered from her shock, the old pervert had already disappeared, and several boys and girls also disappeared.
Waking up with a start, Hua Lan abandoned the soft sedan and ran away with her.
"Why is he so afraid of you?" Lan Xinyu also reacted at this time and looked at Ling Chuxi doubtfully.
"I slapped you a few times last time, so I guess you were scared." Ling Chuxi blinked and guessed.
Lan Xinyu looked at Ling Chuxi with an even weirder look. She opened her mouth wide and was silent for a long time. Finally, she faintly uttered two words: "Abnormal." She didn't know whether she was talking about Ye Qianhe or Ling Chuxi.
Anyway, Lan Xinyu knew the fact that there was no hope of revenge against Ling Chuxi in this life, and she was destined to be tortured.
"Be careful!" Just as Ling Chuxi and others were walking back towards the stall, several exclamations suddenly came from the crowd.
Ling Chuxi and Lan Xinyu instinctively turned around, following everyone's gaze, and saw a child standing stupidly under an old house. The old house had gone through many ups and downs.
, just now it happened to be swept by the strong wind that Ye Qianhe swung wildly. At this time, it was on the verge of collapse, and the speed of collapse was getting faster and faster. However, the child seemed to be unaware of it. He was touching the pendant on his chest blankly, with a confused look on his face.
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Amidst the screams, many pedestrians ran towards the child, but at their speed, they couldn't catch up.
The incident happened suddenly, and there was no time to think about it. Ling Chuxi and Lan Xinyu flew towards the child at the same time. Although the two were fast, the distance was too far, and he was about to be hit by the gravel beam.
Lan Xinyu scolded lightly, her wrists trembled, and she swung the golden whip forward. At such a long distance, even if she swung the whip, it would be beyond the reach of the whip. However, Ling Chuxi had been with her for so long, but she immediately understood what she meant, and jumped down hard with her feet.
Then he stood up. The golden whip drew a wonderful arc and was wrapped around Ling Chuxi's waist and sent forward.
Ling Chuxi took advantage of the situation to accelerate, and her body was like an arrow leaving the string, crossing a white shadow.
The old house collapsed suddenly, and thick dust flew everywhere. After a while, the dust dispersed, and Ling Chuxi hugged the child, and the two of them stood beside the ruins unscathed.
Everyone breathed a long sigh of relief. If it weren't for the tacit cooperation between Ling Chuxi and Lan Xinyu, the child would have been buried in the ruins if he had just been a little slower.
"Little sister, are you okay?" Lan Xinyu rushed over and touched the child's head.
The child didn't seem to hear her voice, his empty eyes were still confused, and he just held the pendant on his chest tightly.
"He is a boy." Ling Chuxi rolled her eyes at Lan Xinyu.
Only then did Lan Xinyu see clearly that he was a boy of seven or eight years old. His face was covered with dust, but he was more delicate than a girl. His long hair was tied into a ponytail. If you didn't look carefully, you would have mistaken him for him.
The girl's eyes are empty and lifeless, but they are as clear as black and white, like stars in the night sky, or like a clear pool, without any impurities.
"Oh, it turns out to be a little brother. I'm sorry, I misread it. Where are your family members? Why are you here alone?" Lan Xinyu laughed and asked.
The little boy remained silent, as if he couldn't see or hear anything.
"Can't he hear?" Lan Xinyu was completely ignored, a little frustrated, and said to herself.
Hearing her words, the little boy turned his head subconsciously and took a deep look at her. His eyes turned completely black in an instant, and then returned to normal.