Chapter 1500
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Her wound was getting more and more painful under the cold wind.
Due to hunger, his stomach was growling.
Xiao Qing Luo thought that she would have to look for her mother tonight.
Just as she was thinking about it, suddenly Xiao Qing Luo heard a heavy object landing on the ground, as though something had rolled in.
Xiao Qing Luo got a shock.
"No, don't hit me, don't …"
She thought it was Ye Qing Qian and the rest who came to look for her again.
Xiao Qing Luo curled up and shivered.
However, after a long while, the room was quiet, and no one responded.
In the howling cold wind, Xiao Qing Luo heard an obvious … breathing sound that was not in sync with her own.
That sound was getting heavier and heavier.
Xiao Qing Luo clutched the smelly quilt in fear.
Little Zi Ling went to look for something to eat for her.
She was the only one in the entire abandoned courtyard.
Who could it be that came to her abandoned courtyard?
After a moment of silence, Xiao Qing Luo didn't hear any footsteps.
Only that heavy breathing sound could be heard.
"Who, who … who is it …" She opened her mouth carefully with a trembling voice.
No one answered her.
And that heavy breathing sound gradually became gentle.
Xiao Qing Luo tightened the quilt and endured the pain on her body as she looked towards the direction of the sound.
Her abandoned courtyard didn't have any supply of candles.
Once night fell, the entire room would be pitch black.
Xiao Qing Luo had long been used to this kind of environment.
Therefore, she only took a quick glance.
She saw a blurry shadow below the window.
From the silhouette of the shadow, it should be a person …
Why would someone appear in her courtyard?
Xiao Qing Luo was filled with fear and doubts. But as a ten-year-old child, no matter how afraid she was, she couldn't resist her curiosity.
Moreover, a person appeared in her room.
She couldn't be indifferent.
Taking a deep breath, Xiao Qing Luo wrapped the quilt and slid down from the bed.
The wounds on her body were rubbed by the rough quilt, causing more pain.
There was a smell of blood in the air.
Extremely thick.
Xiao Qing Luo's body was covered with this smell of blood, but she could still feel the thicker smell of blood permeating her room.
She endured the pain and walked towards the direction of the shadow.
Just as she reached the window and was about to ask who the shadow was.
Suddenly, a cold glint flashed across his eyes.
Her small body was pulled by someone and fell into the arms of a thin and weak man.
A long sword was placed on her neck.
Xiao Qing Luo had never seen such a battle before.
Usually, when her sister and the servants bullied her, they never used weapons like swords or knives.
Xiao Qing Luo froze, not daring to move recklessly.
"Child?" A hoarse voice sounded beside his ear, bringing with it a trace of coldness.
As he spoke, he panted heavily.
Xiao Qing Luo smelled that pungent blood stench from his body.
"You're injured." Xiao Qing Luo's nose twitched, "Even more serious than my injury."
The sword that was pressed against her neck loosened.
Xiao Qing Luo pursed her lips as her voice was soft and soft, "Were you also bullied by Brother and Sister, so you hid in my courtyard? Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. "
The black shadow was silent for a long time.
Suddenly he put down the long sword.
"Don't move, the smell of blood on your body is very, very heavy. Let me get up, if I press on you, I will bleed even more." Xiao Qing Luo only felt that this person who was worse off than her was even more pitiful than her.
Little her, immediately had a protective instinct.
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