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Heir to the Divine in a Strange Realm

Chapter: 3

The four or five-year-old child is small, with pale skin and little blood, and hair that only reaches below his ears and shoulders. A pair of big eyes stand out on the small face. The swarthy eyeballs are big and black, but there is no look in them.

When Mi August went out, he saw Mi Feixue not far away.

This is the result of improvement after half a year of careful care. The child half a year ago was like a little refugee dug out of a tile kiln.

At this time, there was a boy who looked about twelve or thirteen years old following Mi Feixue.

“elder sister.”

The boy shouted to Mi August.

He was dressed in brocade clothes and had blood on his legs.

Handsome appearance with red lips and white teeth.

The young man had sweat on his forehead and his face was pale. He said: “Sister, my servant and I were traveling and were ambushed and chased by gangsters. My servants were all killed trying to cover my departure. There are still pursuers behind me. Please help, sister.” I will be grateful when I get home!”

Mi August walked up to the boy and squatted down in a few steps, “I’ll show you the wound first.”

Clear and soft, the sound is like mist and rain.

The boy’s tense body relaxed under this healing voice, and the vigilance hidden deep in his eyes melted away.

The next second, his feet gave way and he lost all bearings and fell to the ground. Two more subtle, almost imperceptible pains came from his wrists. He turned his head to look, and saw a small red mark on his wrists oozing blood.

He clenched his fists tentatively and found that his hands and feet had lost power. The young man looked at Mi August in horror.

Mi August wiped the small and thin scalpel with a handkerchief, waved to Mi Feixue at the side, and said softly: “Come here.”

Mi Feixue walked up quickly.

Mi August held her thin shoulders and said, “Baby, I will teach you another lesson today. The more good-looking men are, the more likely they are to lie. Don’t believe what they say.”

The child tilted his head and blinked.

Mi August looked into her dull eyes.

After reading the story of the suicide note, she realized that the child’s silence for half a year was not only a psychological problem, but also an eye and mouth disease.

The young man lying on the ground unable to move now is her future childhood sweetheart. Giving the love-starved savior a little warmth will make her determined to be a bully.

The original purpose of worshiping the sky was not to be the savior, but to buy the savior’s scum horse time to escape, and was killed by the scum horse’s pursuer.

The name of Mi August comes from the August in “The north wind blows the white grass on the ground, and the sky is full of snow in August”.

The dean said that four abandoned children were taken in that year, and they were named “Beifeng”, “Baicao” and “Hu Tian” in order. When they arrived at Mi August, they would be given the name of August, and their surnames would be later adopted. If someone is adopted, they will have the adopter’s surname. If they are not adopted, they will choose one if they like it.

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