There was a 14-or 15-year-old girl sitting curled up, dirty and ragged, with yellow hair scattered and stains all over her face, and only a pair of eyes were very clear.

A cold wind blew through the little girl, shrinking her neck and pursed her lips, shivering.
I don’t know when I saw this little girl Su Mo, I thought of Xiao Ning.
Xiao Ning was not much older than this little girl when she left.
Su Mo’s heart sighed and bought some oil-wrapped paper nearby and handed it to the little girl for judo "eat"
The little girl’s eyes flashed a trace of fear, and she hesitated and did not take the oiled paper.
Su Mo doesn’t insist on putting oil paper beside the little girl and taking out a blue shirt from the bag and gently putting it on the little girl to get up.
This move made the little girl less wary of Su Mo.
The little girl stretched out her dirty little hand and tried to pick up a bag.
Su Mo is going to leave the night spirit and suddenly moved out of his arms. A little dark head glanced at the little girl.
Before Su Mo could speak, the night spirit suddenly jumped out and ran to the front of the little girl, sniffing something.
"ah!"
The little girl was frightened and just picked up her bag and fell to the ground.
Sue ink big frown hurriedly dragged the night spirit back into his arms.
The night spirit is uncharacteristically not hiding, but looking at the little girl with her little head.
Su Mo apologized and said softly, "Don’t be afraid it won’t hurt you."
What the little girl does is stare at Su Mo and be extremely alert.
Sue ink with a wry smile shook his head and turned away.
The two strangers met by chance, and Su Mo’s heart felt something. Xiao Ning gave her a meal and a piece of clothes, which was the end of righteousness.
Su Mo walked towards his residence.
Didn’t go far Sue ink heart move slightly raised eyebrows.
Su Mo caught a glimpse of the little girl wrapped in his blue shirt and wolfed down the bag, keeping a certain distance behind him.
Sue ink smiled and didn’t mean it.
It wasn’t long before Su Mo came to the gate of Yongxing Square.
There is a big circle around the gate of Yongxingfang. Although there are many people, it is very quiet. You can hear the voices in the crowd.
"It’s said that the World War I lasted for two days and two nights, and the dragon was finally cut by this man. The remains of the earth were bleeding and drifting!"
In the crowd, an old man in a long gown with a Confucian outlook on his head was telling a story in a flowing way.
That’s what wandering among the people says. People make things up and do strange things. Su Mo has heard a lot.
But I don’t know if I heard these words from the old man, but Su Mo couldn’t help but see the tragic sea of bones on the periphery of the ancient ruins!
Su Mo waved his head and didn’t think much. It was in his heart that he thought, "As soon as the dragon appeared, someone made up the story of the dragon, and there was a good story."
Just then, someone said, "You just said this paragraph in the afternoon."
"Yes, but some people didn’t hear it," the old man said with a smile.
Su Merton’s body slowly turned to look at the old man in the crowd.
Did the old man just say something or just say it casually?
Chapter two hundred and fifty-four Very big
The crowd gradually dispersed and said that the old man slowly gathered the folding fan and hid the awakening wood in the cuff.
The old man had disappeared when Su Mo blinked and looked again!