Raiders of Abuse Scum

  Chapter 749 Raiders for the abuse of scum through the text 3

  Long Xuanyuan was full of aura, but his tattered clothes made people look down upon him, so he had a very bad life yesterday.

Although today he was favored by the elders by the side of mutant Lei Linggen, how could Long Xuanyuan, who grew up looking at people with a glance, couldn't tell that it was because he had something they could want. Speaking of it, Jiujiu is the first time he has encountered kindness.

  There are many people who are icing on the cake, but there are not many people who give charcoal in the snow. Since the death of his father, Long Xuanyuan has long forgotten how long no one has given him goodwill.

  Long Xuanyuan only felt that his eye sockets were a little hot, and when he raised his head and looked at Jiujiu's beautiful face, his skin instantly rose red.

Although Long Xuanyuan is only ten years old, he is also a boy. Everyone loves beauty, and Long Xuanyuan is no exception. When he thinks of eating like that in front of Jiujiu, Long Xuanyuan's dough becomes even hotter. He lowered his head and whispered: "I will not eat anymore."

Jiujiu never expected that Long Xuanyuan would be so cute and cute when he was a child, and his affection for Long Xuanyuan increased even more. He raised his hand and rubbed the top of Long Xuanyuan’s hair, and said with a smile: "The master just ate so much. Lots of pastries, I’m afraid I’ll have a stomachache at night, so I’m going to boil some hawthorn soup for the master to digest, okay?"

Long Xuanyuan was used to being hungry before, and every time he encountered food, he wanted to stuff it all into his stomach. He was always afraid of not eating enough, and he never thought about whether he would feel uncomfortable if he eats too much, and he is also used to it. This uncomfortable.

  For him, the uncomfortable suffering is a kind of happiness. Even if the body is painful, his heart is satisfied.

However, when Jiujiu's eyes were looking at him tenderly, his voice was gentle and moisturizing his heart eager for love like mountain spring water, but Long Xuanyuan couldn't say a word of refusal, and he nodded obediently, then leaned back his neck. Looking at Jiujiu, he asked softly: "Then when will you come back?"

  Long Xuanyuan’s expression was soft and full of dependence, which made Jiujiu’s heart softer, and Jiujiu said softly, “I’ll be back when you’re done cooking. Master wait a minute.”

  "Okay, then I'll wait for you, you remember to come back soon." Long Xuanyuan nodded obediently, and then looked at Jiujiu's back.

After   Jiujiu left, even if Lu Yan talked to him, he was ah ah ah, with a perfunctory posture, occasionally looking eagerly towards the door.

  It is clear what Long Xuanyuan thought in his mind.

  Long Xuanyuan's dependent appearance made Lu Yan frowned. It was just that Long Xuanyuan was the master and she was just a handmaid. Lu Yan couldn't say anything, so he could only leave after saying what he wanted to say.

After Jiujiu had cooked the hawthorn soup, he brought the boiled hawthorn soup to the house, then opened the door, and saw Long Xuanyuan’s wet eyes like a large dog. He looked at him briskly and saw Jiu Jiu look over. He grinned immediately and showed a bright smile.

   Jiujiu smiled at the corner of her mouth, and handed the hawthorn soup to Long Xuanyuan.

  Long Xuanyuan obediently picked up the hawthorn soup, drank it, and drank it directly without any taste. The crisp and neat appearance made Jiujiu's brows twitch.

  If I remember correctly, the hawthorn seems to be extraordinarily sour. Drinking a bowl is no different from drinking vinegar. Long Xuanyuan is not too sour.

After drinking, Long Xuanyuan raised his hand and wiped his mouth. Then he tilted his head and looked at Jiujiu with his big wet eyes. He looked as cute as a little milk dog seeking attention, Jiujiu raised his hand. Rubbing Long Xuanyuan's hairy little head, Long Xuanyuan immediately snored with enjoyment, which was exactly the same as the little milk dog.

  Jiu Jiu bent her eyes involuntarily, and whispered, “It’s late at night, and the master should rest.”

"Can you accompany me?" Hearing Jiujiu say rest, Long Xuanyuan refused from the bottom of his heart, but he understood that everyone needs rest, and although he has spiritual power to carry it, he has been tossing for a day today. I was tired, but I didn't know why. After seeing Jiujiu, Long Xuanyuan didn't want to let go of Jiujiu.

  Jiujiu lowered his head and looked at Long Xuanyuan's small hands holding the corners of his clothes, and put his hands on Long Xuanyuan's hands.

Long Xuanyuan’s hands are very small, and Jiujiu can almost completely wrap him in his own hands, but Long Xuanyuan’s hands are also very thin. Obviously a teenager is a chubby age, but Long Xuanyuan’s hands But the skinny ones are like chicken paws, and they all write to the touch.

   Thinking of the days Long Xuanyuan lived in the book before coming to Ling Tianzong, Jiujiu sighed involuntarily.

  No wonder Long Xuanyuan relied on him for eating cakes for him. In fact, after all, Long Xuanyuan was also a poor child.

  Long Xuanyuan in the book is enthusiastic and caring, especially caring for his brothers, loyal to Ling Tianzong, loyal to Lan Jiujiu, and later.

  At the instigation of Lan Xiaoxiao, Long Xuanyuan became a selfish and narrow-minded person, unscrupulous in order to obtain opportunities.

  In the final analysis, a person’s final ending has an inevitable relationship with his growth. Without Lan Xiaoxiao, Long Xuanyuan would definitely become a brave, loyal, kind, and lovely person, but...

  Jiujiu looked at Long Xuanyuan and said softly, “Okay, if I don’t leave, I’ll just sleep on the small couch by the side, how about?”

  Jiu Jiu finished speaking, and pointed to the lump that was not far from the bed.

  Long Xuanyuan raised his head and glanced at the distance from him. Although he was still a little dissatisfied, he blushed and nodded in agreement when he thought of the difference between men and women.

  Lu Yan saw Long Xuanyuan's whole-hearted dependence on Jiujiu, frowning his eyebrows, and bowed his head to leave after a moment.

  Long Xuanyuan is Lan Xiao’s direct disciple and her master, even if he is attracted to Jiujiu, she can’t say anything, it’s just.

   Those outside disciples regarded their maids as playthings, not to mention the personal disciples who are more than ten thousand people. Jiu Jiu is a good girl. She doesn't want Jiu Jiu to lose herself because of Long Xuanyuan's goodness.

   Lu Yan sighed softly, and left with a sad face.

   Jiujiu took care of Long Xuanyuan when he fell asleep, and then he lay down on the small couch. Only after Jiujiu closed his eyes, he heard Long Xuanyuan's voice: "What's your name."

   Jiu Jiu originally wanted to say that he was called Jiu Jiu, but suddenly thought of Lan Jiu Jiu, and quickly changed his words: "My name is Luliu."

   "Lüliu?" Long Xuanyuan blinked his eyes and thought for a while and said, "Lüliu doesn't sound good, how about I call your sister in the future?"

   Jiujiu chuckled and laughed: "You are the master and I am the maid. How can you call my sister? If the person in charge hears my appointment, I can’t do it."

"I know." Long Xuanyuan is inherently smart. Although he has only reached Ling Tianzong, he is particularly clear about Ling Tianzong's hierarchy. The maids who take care of them like Jiujiu and Luyan are inferior, and he, the direct disciple, is the best. If a person waits for him to become a Nascent Infant, he can start a mountain and establish a sect, and even sit on an equal footing with his current master.

  　 today is over,

  (End of this chapter)