Just when the room was silent, a very weak breathing sound came from the sound of "Huh-Huh--" and the sound was very light. Qi Lan looked down and saw that Xin'er had at some point, and at some point, she actually walked to Xiaoxin and blew gently into his wound.

Xin'er is lower than Xiao Xin. Even so, he still tried to tiptoe, blowing to Xiao Xin with a red face. While blowing, he said angrily: "Brother Xin—huh—no pain or no pain—no crying—"

Xiaoxin's body shook significantly, he trembled his lips and held the wall with his hands. The scene in front of him was so familiar. The memories he chose to forget, the most humiliating past, poured out like a tide-

"Damn slave, he actually knocked over His Royal Highness's water cup. I think you're tired of living!" A maid who looked very experienced cursed and kicked him: "Twenty-year-olds, give me a kneel at the door for two hours!"

"Yes, the servant obeys the order." The young Xiaoxin knelt on the ground and trepidated.

With twenty sticks, the skin on the back was blooming, and the blood stains were soaked in red. Xiaoxin gritted her teeth and knelt at the gate, with the scorching sun above her head, and beads of sweat as big as beans kept falling.

In the distance, a boy in a gorgeous clothes holding a ball ran away. While playing, when he ran to him, he suddenly stopped, flashed his big eyes and looked at him blankly: "...Who are you?"

"My name is Xiaoxin, I am a slave." The young Xiaoxin replied respectfully.

"Oh." The boy nodded.

After a while, he pointed to the bloody wound behind Xiaoxin and tilted his head: "Do you... hurt?"

Xiaoxin held back the tears that were about to burst out from her eyes, gritted her teeth and shook her head: "It doesn't hurt."

The boy didn't say anything. He looked at Xiao Xin quietly for a while, suddenly threw away the ball in his arms, and his childish little face lay behind him, blew gently, while blowing, muttering seriously: "Brother Xin - blowing - huh--no pain, no pain, no crying -"

At that moment, Xiaoxin suddenly burst into tears. It was the first time he cried and the first time he cried after entering the palace. The grievances accumulated over the days seemed to have found a vent, and tears couldn't stop flowing. This was the situation when he and Xin'er first met. How many years have passed, Xiaoxin can no longer remember it. He only vaguely remembered that day, he seemed to have cried for a long time with Xin'er in his arms...

Xiaoxin looked down at the cute child, his lips faintly turned pale. He suddenly waved his hand and overthrew Xin'er to the ground, shouting in panic: "No--No, it's impossible, you are already a fool, you can't remember what happened before, it's impossible!"

"Brother Xin——"

Xin'er was overturned to the ground by Xiaoxin, and her aggrieved little face was puzzled, and she looked at him with her head tilted. Xiaoxin looked like she was crazy, covering her ears and shouting: "Don't shout anymore, don't shout anymore! I'm not your brother Xin!"

Outside the door, the noise was getting louder and louder. The relatives of the victims had arrived in front of the ruined temple. The woman in charge held up a torch. The scorching fire illuminated her face, reflecting the vicious appearance on her face.

"Listen to the people inside, if you don't hand over the fox spirit again, I will burn you all to death!"

In the crowd, a man hesitated. He walked forward hesitantly and whispered: "Girl, we just need to drive them away, don't kill them like this..."

"Nonsense!" The woman turned her head viciously, and the pleasure of revenge shone in her eyes: "If they kill our relatives, they should pay their lives! They are also monsters with the fox spirit!"

The woman's expression was ferocious and terrifying. Seeing this, the man was so timid that he couldn't help but take several steps back. The woman walked to the front and threw the torch towards the ruined temple with all her strength.

Several people around followed suit, and the fire burned along the eaves of the house, and thick smoke came out. The woman laughed wildly, and the pleasure of revenge was clamoring in her body.

"Ahemhem—"

A few weak coughs came from the raging fire. Then, the door of the ruined temple was kicked away suddenly. Xiang Ji held Mrs. Hong and rushed out with Xin'er in his arms. Then, under the protection of Liu Ji, Yu Ruoyan, Qi Lan, Xiao Xin and Zhang Liang also ran out one after another.

While coughing violently, Qi Lan kept gasping for breath. Liu Ji gently held her shoulder and looked at the people in front of the ruined temple with a cold tone. His tone was cold without any emotion:

"Who set the fire?"

The villagers were shocked by the cold air in Liu Ji's eyes, and everyone couldn't help but take a step back secretly. The woman obviously didn't expect them to come out alive. After being stunned for a while, she screamed and rushed up.

"You monsters! Damn, they are still alive!"

When Yu Ruoyan saw this woman, she was so angry that she put her waist on her back and was indignant: "It's you, a poisonous woman, why are you so cruel to set fire to us!"

"Cruelty? Haha, aren't you cruel when you killed my brother?" The woman shouted hysterically: "My brother is still so young. You are cruel to kill him and throw him away. I want you to pay your life. What's wrong?"

Yu Ruoyan was about to fight back, but someone gently patted her on her shoulder. When she looked back, Qi Lan shook her head silently.

She walked forward, looked at the villagers, and knelt down straight. Everyone was shocked. Liu Ji was even more surprised and hurried forward and planned to help her up.

"Qiqi, what are you doing?"

Qi Lan shook her head but did not get up. She bent down deeply and said apologetically: "I know the hatred in your hearts. Your relatives died because of us. We will not justify this..."

"Qiqi!"

"But people cannot be resurrected if they die. If they kill us, your relatives will not come back. I do not ask you for forgiveness, but only beg you to let us go."

Qi Lan's pious confession made the villagers feel at a loss. Everyone was silent and didn't know what to do for a while.

Liu Ji stood beside Qi Lan, hesitated for a while, and actually knelt on one knee, and also beside Qi Lan.

"Please forgive me, fellow villagers. We will leave here as soon as possible. I, Liu Ji, promise that I will never violate every brick and tile of fellow villagers again."

Liu Ji's sincere repentance came from the heart. Qi Lan turned her head slightly and looked at Liu Ji's Jianyi's face, feeling a little relieved in her heart.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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