Chapter 1297: No Longer Pity (1) Chapter 1297: No Longer Pity (1) “What’s wrong with you?
You have a nosebleed just from eating a fruit?”
“Is it okay?”
“I haven’t eaten enough yet.”
“Almost two hours.”
“What are you hiding in your pocket?
Did you hide sothing delicious?”
Lu Huaijiang’s feet trembled.
What kind of vicious words were these?
Her face was as red as blood.
Her lips were slightly swollen.
Lu Huaijiang bent over and did not dare to lift her head.
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She wanted to cry but had no tears.”Let’s go back.” He was wrong.
He was the one who suffered.
He was the one suffering.
Jiang Huailu rubbed his stomach and burped.
Thinking that he had indeed relied on him to eat today, he did not argue with him.
“Don’t hide anything in your pocket in the future.
I won’t eat you.”
Jiang Huailu didn’t want to go back yet.
“It’s going to rain soon.
You can’t get wet.” Mud figurines would lt as soon as they touched water.
“Then you still have to bring out tomorrow.” Jiang Huailu could only give up.
Lu Huaijiang was silent for a mont before nodding.
He only felt so sympathy for himself.
“Aiya, my feet are wet.
Every step I make is a mud print.” The heavy rain ca quickly and urgently.
Jiang Huailu only managed to land a foot, and a mud mark imdiately appeared under his foot.
“Aiyaya, my leg is going to break.” Before Lu Huaijiang could react, she jumped into his arms.
Lu Huaijiang, sigh, these days of ice and fire.
He carried her all the way to a quiet place and made a hand seal before turning her back into a palm-sized clay figurine.
“I’ll send you back later.
You should rest in the clay figurine first.
You must be tired today.” Lu Huaijiang placed her in front of his chest.
Lulu could feel his strong heartbeat.
She thought that she didn’t want to sleep, but hearing her heartbeat made her feel inexplicably at ease.
Soon, she fell into a deep sleep.
Lu Huaijiang held an oil-paper umbrella and walked down the long street.
The people who ca and went held incense sticks in their hands.
They were extrely devout, as if nothing had happened.
Lu Huaijiang stood aside expressionlessly.
Seeing them kneeling in the rain, she did not feel any sympathy.
” Forgive us.
The believers know their mistakes.
”
“Please co back and protect us.
We will only believe in you.”
“Give the mortal world a chance to rebuild the Salvation Palace.
Your golden body has been established.
Take an incense stick from us.”
“Please don’t break it anymore.
Please forgive us.”
Lu Huaijiang held an umbrella and saw a bunch of people kneeling in the empty square.
The place where the golden statue had originally stood was now covered in fragnts.
“Do you know why your golden statue can’t be erected?” The pork trotters owner, who had just returned from packing up, looked at them.
“Because you are greedy, greedy and selfish.”
The stall owner had no scruples and his face was full of ridicule.
“Isn’t it funny?
She saved you from the fire and water, but you were the ones who stabbed her.
She had never owed the world anything.
The world owes her.
”
“Now that she’s being tortured by an evil spirit, she’s thick-skinned enough to establish a golden body for her?
How laughable.”
“You want to take her in after you set her up?
What if she owes you?
A bunch of heartless things.”
“Don’t disturb her!
It’s already kind of her not to hate you guys!” The vendor pushed the cart and left.
Three years ago, Jiang Huailu was condemned by everyone.
He and the peddler on the street in front of the Eastern Palace Gate had one of his legs broken because they tried to stop him.
Everyone knelt on the ground in a daze, their clothes wet.
Now, no one would pity them anymore.
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