MTL - Abyss Domination-Chapter 1 Night rain (on)

There was a sound of rain coming from outside the house.

Vivienne carefully placed the ottoman in front of the stove, then bent down and grabbed two brown rice from the side of the rice bag. There was not much food in the bag, and my brother had stolen a piece of silver from the dock last month, which was the brown rice of the bag. Even though she has been carefully counted many times in the past two months, but the less and less food inside makes her feel a little panic.

No food.

In a few days they will be hungry!

Vivian looked into the small bed in the dilapidated house with red eyes, and a moldy smell of the quilt could see a young man in a coma. My brother still didn't wake up today. The pastor and sister who had been willing to help them seemed to give up hope. After all, Bishop Fair was not willing to spare all efforts to save a thief.

Vivian firmly wiped the tears from the corner of her eye and carefully climbed down the low stool.

She is only eight years old this year, because some malnutrition looks very petite, and things like cooking for fire are still very difficult for her. She held a few pieces of good firewood in her hands and cut off some of the branches that came during the day and threw them into the stove. Because of the heavy rain for the next half day, the firewood was stained with a trace of moisture, and the ignition speed was very slow. A thick nose of smoke. Wei Wei'an couldn't help her eyes sore, and she blew her mouth with a small mouth. When the firewood was lit, it blinked softly.

"Brother!..."

"You must wake up!... Vivienne misses you very much!..."

"do not leave me!……"

A drop of crystal tears slipped, Vivian sat on the stove and gently sobbed. After a while, she wiped her cheeks with her small hands, and two white marks appeared on her black-painted face. There was some salt in the house, but it was finished last week. She wanted to learn to steal some of her brother, but she was almost caught by the obese shop owner. The boss took the broom and took a look on her back. Even if it is still a blue-purple color on the back, it will feel a burning pain when touched.

"Wang Wang!"

A black-and-yellow old dog came over, even though it was already old, but it was faintly obvious that it was originally an excellent hound. Vivian extended a small palm, and the old dog walked silently to her side, looked up at the position of the stove, and whispered in the mouth.

"Heath."

Vivian held the old dog in his arms, as if he had found the hunger in his eyes, soaked it gently, and reached out and gently stroked its back, muttering: "The food is running out."

"You have to leave it to your brother to eat, and Vivian is also very hungry. You wait for the rain to stop and go out to find food."

"Sorry!"

“Is Vivienne very useless?”

"There is no way to steal things, there is no way to save my brother, and I always like to cry..."

The old dog with a sullen look seemed to understand her words, silently regained his gaze, put out his tongue and rubbed her palm, and then squatted at her feet and closed her eyes.

There was a footstep outside the house, and it seemed to stay at the door, and there was a vague voice.

The old black and yellow old dog of the old dragon suddenly opened his eyes. For a moment, he was like a hungry wolf, and his mouth screamed fiercely and screamed loudly toward the outside.

"Damn!"

"Have you killed this old dog stew in the morning and evening!"

There was a man’s impetuous voice outside, and the footsteps gradually drifted away.

Vivian's horrified face was a little calmer, and a small palm touched the old dog's head, whispering: "Heath."

"If he dares to come in, you will bite him!"

"Brother is now unconscious, only you can protect me."

The old dog arched gently in her arms, although the appearance was already old, but still with a fierce temper.

It is a Goras hound!

In the prime of life, you can even fight the leopard. In the folklore of the Agate River, it is a descendant of the hybrid of the three dogs in Hell.

Unfortunately, it is very old.

The stove was filled with the scent of rice porridge, the old dog swayed his nose, and then he went back.

Weiwei's stomach made a squeak, but she carefully climbed the low stool and smashed the rice porridge with a dilapidated pottery bowl, gently blew it, and then used a wooden spoon to bit by bit. Feeded to the youth on the bed. She is too small, and her strength is not great. There is no way to help her brother. He can only feed him slowly.

"Brother!"

"Hurry up! It will be alright after eating!..."

"everything will get better."

The little girl said, tears fell again, she reached out to wipe the tears, put down the bowl and climbed down the bed to close the door.

This is the slum of Amber City.

A place full of thieves, robbers, traffickers, where she is a girl who is helpless, it is difficult to survive. If she is not careful enough, there is Heath’s protection around me. I am afraid that there will be bad people who will take her away in the day. Only need to use a wet towel soaked in the drug to cover her nose and mouth, and soon she will lose consciousness, and then be put into sacks and sold to those traffickers. There are a lot of little girls in the slums that are missing like this, and sometimes even a pretty woman is kidnapped.

"Heath!"

Vivian was feeding little by little. When the man on the bed swallowed half of the bowl, he hurriedly took a few mouthfuls, washed the cheeks with clean water, and shredded his body into a mold. Inside the quilt. Because of the wound on the back, the little girl couldn’t help but sob, and then she hugged the young man’s arm with both hands, and the old dog at the door: “If someone comes over, call it!”

"I know what they want."

"They thought that my brother is now unconscious and wants to sell me to the woman of Sosia!"

"This can be exchanged for a sum of money."

She grew up in a slum, knowing far more than her age. Sosia is the biggest trafficker in the slums. She will pick out the beautiful little girl and grow it into the big city of Amber.

An eight-year-old girl is unlikely to survive in a slum.

Vivienne’s eyes showed a sigh of resoluteness. The young man who looked like a vegetative man on the bed gently kissed the forehead, and the voice was low: “If I want to sell, I will sell it myself!”

"Then take the money to ask a real pastor, maybe you can wake your brother."

She knows what kind of fate she will face!

The woman of Sosia will first raise her for a few years, then teach her how to serve the man. If she grows beautiful enough, she will give some nobles in the city, otherwise she will only be sent to those who are in the next three.

But for my brother.

She is willing to do anything because she has only one relative.

There was a killing sound outside the house.

Vivienne couldn't help but indent the inside of the bed, and there was a fierce light in the old dog's eyes at the door.

It was the slums of Coron and Savy who were competing for the site. Since the brother’s miss was seriously injured by a terrible wizard, the thieves in the slums died a lot. The original leaders all died on the streets, and the rest of the people have played many times in order to compete for the site. There are no guards coming over here, because this is the forgotten corner of Amber City.

They are competing for children in the slums in the neighborhood where they compete for activity.

Because no matter which gang needs to train children to steal things, the old brother became a thief in order to support her.

Vivian's memory for her parents is very vague!

I only know that my mother once had a husband. It is said to be an excellent thief. Unfortunately, he finally accepted a task and eventually died in the tower of a wizard.

From that time on.

The wizard became the most terrible existence of her young mind!

That man is the father of his brother, although she was not born at the time, but she heard it from her brother.

Later.

The mother took a younger brother to spend a period of vain, because life was forced to even be a waitress in the pub, in fact, that is part-time. Vivian knows this, she knows far more than her peers, this life until the mother meets a mysterious adventurer.

Soon, she was pregnant again.

The adventurer did not marry her, but she was raised as one, and the man was the biological father of Vivienne.

It is said to be also a strong professional.

Heath was his pet, and he was strangely missing.

Only this old dog has stayed with them.

The mother lost two men in a row, and the spirit began to be a little bit dysfunctional. She even suffered from ecstasy and eventually died of illness.

At that time she was only three years old.

My brother is twelve years old.

Two young children lost their parents and soon fell to the streets. My brother used to fight with others in order to compete for some meager food.

Later, my brother joined the gang and became a qualified thief.

At that time.

Their lives have gradually stabilized, and their chaotic slums have a place for them to live.

A scream of screaming came.

Vivian was scared and trembling. www.novelbuddy.com~ The whole person hid in the arms of the young man. The old dog at the door suddenly stood up and looked at the small distance in the distance. lane.

There is a dead person there!

It is normal to die in a slum, that is, the pastor of the Temple of Dawn will not live in the slums.

The people nearby are slamming the door.

Someone also picked up the door bolt and locked the door, and Vivienne climbed up and struggled to put a door bolt up.

According to her common sense of living in a slum for many years, if the dead, the problem will soon become bigger, and then it will definitely hit even more, and it may spread to nearby people.

Fear.

The fear in the heart made the little girl hug the old dog and brought it to the foot of the bed.

"Heath."

She looked out in horror and could see some people in the rain, they were armed with weapons.

The blood filled the entire alley and was washed away by the rain.

Vaguely can smell a trace of blood!

Vivian leaned over and touched the old dog's head, because the fear of the young body could not help but shiver, whispered: "Do you protect me?"

"Hey!"

The old dog suddenly screamed.

The little girl was shocked, but she even found out that Heath was not calling out, but a young man on the bed.

"Brother!?"

Vivian turned around in surprise and found that the young man in the bed had opened his eyes and his lips moved slightly.

The pressure and fear have always erupted!

The little figure suddenly plunged into his arms, and the big, colorful tears slid down the tender cheeks.

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