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　　Chapter 476: You are so stupid that even if I told you, you wouldn't understand!

　　The little guy's sudden outburst caught Xing s.h.i.+'er somewhat by surprise.

　　Usually, the little guy would yell at him, but it was rare for him to be like this. His eyes were filled with tears that were about to burst out.

　　"I want a hug!" Quick, hug me! "

　　It was as if he had reached the limit of what a 5-year-old could bear.

　　The moment Xing s.h.i.+'er picked up the little guy, the little thing couldn't hold itself back anymore and started crying. The grievances in his heart turned into sparkling tears.

　　"What's wrong, fifteen? Why are you crying? "

　　Xing s.h.i.+'er felt heartache Little Fifteen. Apart from the foster father Hetun, Xing s.h.i.+'er was the closest to the little fellow. Xing s.h.i.+'er was also a.s.signed to Little Fifteen by the Hetun. He was responsible for teaching him some offensive skills, as well as taking care of Lil Thing's food and drinks.

　　"Old Tweleve, I feel so bad."

　　The little guy sobbed silently. Like this, the little guy could only tell Xing s.h.i.+'er. foster father Hetun did not say anything, nor did Mommy Xueluo.

　　"Why are you feeling uncomfortable? "Tell Twelfth Brother."

　　Xing s.h.i.+'er lightly patted the little guy's back, trying to calm his sobs and sadness.

　　"Old Tweleve, don't ask anymore! You're so stupid. You wouldn't understand even if I told you! I can't be bothered to tell you! "

　　The little guy angrily used his own little head to hit Xing s.h.i.+'er on the head, trying to shut Xing s.h.i.+'er up.

　　"Alright, alright, I won't ask!" When you want to say it again, you can tell me! "

　　Xing s.h.i.+'er carried the little fellow just like that, walking back and forth in the corridor.

　　Until the little guy's emotions gradually calmed down.

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　　The arrowhead of the crossbow had been drawn. After the doctor's examination, there was no extract.

　　Feng Xinglang only suffered a superficial wound, but it did not harm his vitals.

　　In fact, Feng Xinglang could immediately tell that it was a crossbow that could fire at least three arrows. However, at that time, the little guy was only holding the crossbow in his hand, and did not shoot any arrows at Feng Xinglang.

　　Was this the friendliness he showed himself? Or is this the little guy's benevolence?

　　Feng Xinglang was more willing to believe in the latter! What a cute little milk baby, a little stubborn plant. He must not be as vicious and vicious as the Hetun.

　　However, under the influence of the Hetun's influence for a long time, how could this little thing maintain its kind nature in the beginning?