In the Biyun Continent, Yuntian Kingdom, in the remote mountains and forests!
At night, in a dilapidated temple, nearly a hundred people, men and women, young and old, were all crowded on the hard floor.
The night wind was blowing hard and cold, making everyone shiver. Although everyone was covered with something, it was obvious that the covering did not provide warmth.
The girl sleeping on the left side shook herself and turned over, then opened her eyes.
Xiao Ling'er patted her chest with lingering fear, a flash of surprise in her mind. She, she wasn't dead?!
Before I had time to rejoice that I had escaped the elevator fall.
In the darkness, a dirty hand was coming towards her chest. Xiao Ling'er reacted quickly, grabbed the dirty hand and broke it with a "crack".
"ah--"
The man screamed like a pig being slaughtered, waking up the people sleeping around him.
Xiao Ling'er immediately reached out and grabbed the man's neck.
“Uh…uh…” The man struggled desperately, but could only make a single “uh…uh” sound.
"Erlai, Erlai, what's wrong with you?" the old woman beside the man asked anxiously.
"What's wrong? What's wrong?"
"What happened?"
"Sister? Sister?"
"Ah, Lingling? Lingling?"
Various chaotic noises and inquiries were heard.
Xiao Ling'er was so tired that she was panting and her whole body was weak. She was a little confused. When did she become so weak?
Bang, the tinderbox was lit!
The whole place was silent at first, and then the woman screamed and cursed:
"Ah, damn Xiao Ling'er, you damned bitch, how dare you hit my son?"
The old woman beside the man cursed and rushed towards Xiao Ling'er with her teeth bared.
When the woman was about to run to her, Xiao Ling'er loosened her hand around her neck, and the man was thrown to the ground like a tattered rag.
ah--
The old woman let out a shrill scream and hit Xiao Ling'er on the head with a wooden stick next to her.
"Sister——"
"Lingling, don't hit Lingling..."
At the same time, two voices, one big and one small, rang out, and figures rushed towards Xiao Ling'er. Both of them hugged Xiao Ling'er and wanted to bear the heavy blow of the wooden stick for her.
Xiao Ling'er was anxious. Seeing that the wooden stick was about to fall on the woman's head, she could only kick the old woman who was rushing towards her through the gap between her legs with all her strength.
The old woman flew several meters away like a parabola, and the scene became silent.
The villagers of Daoxi Village all looked at Xiao Ling'er in disbelief. Is this still the same honest Xiao Ling'er who hides when she sees people?
There was fear in everyone's eyes, and they stepped back tacitly. They were all wondering if this honest Xiao Ling'er had gone crazy?
Xiao Ling'er was very dissatisfied with herself. She felt so weak that she couldn't stand steadily and sat down on the ground.
At this moment, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her head, as if something was trying to squeeze into her head. Xiao Ling'er fell directly to the ground, sweating coldly from the pain.
It took a long time, at least Xiao Ling'er thought it was a century, before the pain in her head subsided.
And there were many more memories in her head that did not belong to her, all the memories of a little girl from birth to the age of fifteen.
Xiao Ling'er cleared the memories in her head, feeling mixed emotions of sadness and joy.
Fortunately, she did not die in the elevator crash, but was rescued by Xiao Ling'er, who had the same name as her in Xi Village, Yuntian National Road, Biyun Continent.
The sad thing is that although they survived, their situation is difficult. Currently, the villagers of Daoxi Village are suffering. No, to be more precise, the people of several surrounding cities are suffering.
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