Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 1502: Memory, Xiao Qingluo and Chu Wuxin (3)

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Looking at the little girl who was full of pain, but forced to support the little girl curled up on the ground.

At this moment, Chu Wuxin's long dusty heart.

I actually felt a little...

Warm.

The cold wind was blowing, and the wound on his body was aching.

But he felt extremely warm.

This is still the first person in his life...who is willing to pay for him.

"Bang!"

With a loud noise, the dilapidated door was kicked open.

The door collapsed to the ground, splashing dust all over the floor.

The cold hunting wind swept all the straw in the house.

"Cough cough cough..."

Ye Tian Kuang was choked and coughed a few times.

Hunting and hunting in the cold wind will not dissipate the strong **** smell in the house.

Ye Tian Kuang's face suddenly became solemn: "It's in this room! Search for me!"

Immediately afterwards, a team of nursing homes and small servants holding torches rushed into the house.

"Father, my father..."

Suddenly, a weak and small voice came into everyone's ears.

Under the light of the fire, Xiao Qingluo was trembling all over, wrapped in a thin quilt.

And under her body, there is a pool of blood.

"What's the matter with you?" Ye Tian Kuang saw Xiao Qingluo scarred, without a trace of his father's affection in his eyes, but frowned in disgust.

He waved his hand and told the nursing home and the servants to retreat.

"You are also the Young Master of the Sanquan Sect anyway. If you make it like this, won't people laugh at our Sanquan Sect's incompetence?" Ye Tian stepped forward in annoyance, stretched out his hand, and dropped Xiao Qing. Pulled up from the ground.

The thin quilt was smelly and bloody.

It made Ye Tian frown tighter and threw off the quilt.

Xiao Qing's thin body was exposed.

She was hurt all over, and the blood from her wrist was still pouring out.

The whole body was freezing cold, and the wounds of all sizes had become suppurated.

Ye Tian Kuang threw Xiao Qingluo to the ground in disgust: "This house, besides you, has anyone come in before?"

"No, no..." Xiao Qing huddled up on the ground in pain, tears in her eyes.

She hurts all over.

But he didn't dare to shout a word in front of Ye Tian Kuang.

Because she knows that her father hates her very much.

The sisters bullied her.

If she filed a complaint with her father, she would be punished in the end.

"Useless things!" Ye Tian snorted lightly.

Immediately, he looked around the room, making sure that there was no other breath, and then turned and walked out of the room.

In Ye Tian Kuang's heart, this trash, cowardly and incompetent daughter has absolutely no guts to lie to him.

Wait until the sound outside the yard gradually ceases.

Xiao Qingluo moved her body hard and whispered, "Are you okay?"

Under the bed, there was no voice responding to her.

Xiao Qingluo panicked a little.

"Does the act of pushing you to the bottom of the bed just opened your wound? Brother, you are waiting for me, I will pass now..."

Speaking, Xiao Qingluo didn't care about the injuries on his body, stood up hard, and walked towards the wooden bed.

She walked staggeringly.

Every time I move, my whole body hurts.

She couldn't help but "hiss" inhaling air-conditioning.

Just as I moved a few steps, the cold voice came from the bed: "Enough, I'm fine, don't come here."

His voice is a bit hoarse, and he coughs a few times from time to time.

On hearing the voice of the young boy, Xiao Qingluo breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother, you are fine."

While talking, he still tried to move towards the bottom of the bed.

At this moment, there was a stumbling footstep outside the door...