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In a small house, dim moonlight shone, a few rays of light filtered through the gap in the ceiling, lying silently on the shabby ground. Deep in the dark corner, a thin, sickly teenager lay on a shabby little bed, covered with a thin blanket, which did not seem to be able to stop the night's cold much. The teenager struggled to open his eyes, his eyes were lifeless and full of fatigue, his thin body trembled slightly, coughed and coughed for a few hours, and then lay still gasping for breath. There are not many things in the room, only a small bed next to the wall where the teenager is currently lying, a large but old cabinet, which seems to have been abandoned for a long time, the creaking window makes a loud noise. people feel not cold but shiver. Everything is very shabby, not a place where people can live. That is the impression the room can leave. The ceiling under the howling winds outside sounded with the crackling sound of a monk about to collapse, pieces of wood chips falling like dust, under the moonlight like buzzing insects. The teenager felt like a king was stuck in his eyes, wanted to raise his hand to wipe it, tried to turn over to lie on his side but couldn't, relax his body and lay on his back with a thud, his forehead beaded with sweat. "Linh, give me a glass of water..." With a few groans, the teenager struggled to turn his head and groaned. Immediately, from the side of the door that was close to the bed where the teenager was lying, a little girl covered in mud rushed in, holding a small glass of water in her hand. Gently helping him up, the little girl gently brought the cup of water to her mouth for the teenager to take sips of. The greedy teenager drank in sips, his dry throat was now relaxed, he let out a small breath and said: "Thank…" The cup of water was half empty, the teenager regained some strength and looked at the little girl. The water surface in the cup is blurry, unreal as if there is moonlight inside. The wind howled, the beams creaked. The teenager used all his strength to push his body up, sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, his breathing was labored, his white face was now a little bloody. When the little girl saw this, she was happy, ran to the wooden table by the window, brought a thick wooden bowl in, contained a little thin porridge, carefully fed each spoon to the teenager, softly said: "Brother Nguyen, you eat." Although the little girl's face was covered with mud, her body still carried the faint smell of tree sap. It is the most obvious feature of the rural maidens who work hard all year round. But when you look closely, you can see that her skin is white and beautiful, although a little worn out, she is still a touching little beauty. The young man smiled wryly at her, took a few breaths and pushed it away, saying: "I'm full, you eat, you look so sick." “Brother Nguyen, what do you mean by that? I'm very good, don't worry, you eat..." Her voice was interrupted by the teenager, who took the wooden bowl from her hand, set it down on the bed, and sighed softly. The young man's sigh carried infinite helplessness and compassion, as if he couldn't bear it: “Why don't I know, you worked hard, even sold your life all day just to feed a cripple like me, how did I not know? Before morning, I went to the forest to collect firewood, collect coal from the furnace, why do I torment myself like this? I'm a waste anyway, it doesn't matter if I die. With your ability, it's not difficult to feed yourself, and you don't have to sell yourself anywhere, why worry about me?" “Also, although this place is full of people, it is very dangerous at night. My dear daughter, I'm only fourteen this year, I clearly know the danger and still go out, if something happens, how will I know?" "Shift…" "Don't talk, I continue. I know you love me, but it's not like this. Now that I'm a waste, is it worth sacrificing yourself to take care of me?" The little girl timidly spoke, but was immediately interrupted by the teenager, so she kept quiet, her hands clasped together, trying not to let the tears fall. "Don't cry, don't cry, I'm serious..." As soon as she saw her lower her face, the young man trembled slightly, panicked and hugged her tightly, although his body was thin but could not hide the strong body before. “Originally, it's only because of me.. because of me… that's why I came to this situation. Don't say it anymore, hey..." The teenager's wide arms wrapped around the little girl's thin body, his arms were not too warm, even a little cold that didn't belong to humans. The little girl just now stubbornly refused to let herself cry, but when the teenager hugged her, she couldn't help but burst out, her whole face covered in mud and buried deep in the wide chest of the teenager. "Don't cry, it's me. Be good, eat this." He gently wiped away the tears from her face, his right hand reached out to pick up a wooden bowl, tried to put a few mouthfuls of porridge in his mouth and then put it out, just smiling. The little girl still cried non-stop, her tears soaked the wide shoulders of the teenager, her appearance was extremely condescending. I seemed to be venting out all the frustrations in my heart, seemed to be too tired, she gradually fell asleep in the arms of the teenager, the cry became smaller, smaller and quieter, only the choked sobs were still around. hovering, occasionally hiccuping a little. She was very tired, now the large arms of the teenager in front of her made her feel like she had a place to lean on, a place to lean on, a stake to cling to. ------------   The teenager let out a small sigh and gently placed the little girl on the bed. Suddenly, his weakened aura disappeared without a trace, replaced by a sharpness like a weapon, a gaze as hard and petitioning as an eagle's, in which there was an immeasurable starlight. The teenager stood up, walked to the door, the top opened. As soon as his hand touched the latch, the boy's hand stopped, he remained silent like a statue for almost an hour, no matter how the wind howled outside, no matter how the roof was torn, he still stood, his hands were stiff as if frozen, there was absolutely no movement. He felt very clearly that there was definitely something unusual outside. The whole land around this house was a large magic formation that had protected him for two years now. However, two years later, the materials in his hand were gradually exhausted, just enough to maintain this house, so the formation outside was almost completely broken, and it only took a little effort to enter. accomplished. “Do you want to kill me? It's funny, if you don't spend ten years without a key, don't expect to break the heart of the battle, even if you have two months' worth of effort, it's still very little!" Just peering through the c***k in the cracked wooden door, the teenager finally moved, and his whole body relaxed. He was sure that the outsiders had left, so it was like that, otherwise, he had to see who was the most patient, maybe the night was over. With a faint smile, the teenager's left hand flashed a blue light, then it went out and out of nowhere appeared small pieces of finely crafted metal. He took it, walked to the corner of the wardrobe, the palm of his hand emitted a small amount of energy, pressed against the death wall, immediately, the previous cabinet wall was still just a thin piece of plank that protruded, a series of phantoms. The blue color suddenly appeared, like a pattern of some kind of organ. This is the battle eye of the great defensive formation surrounding this land! This model map seems to be damaged quite badly, at a glance, it can be seen that most of the outer links show a very badly damaged image, the links are broken, gloomy and colorless, only the center of the project - which is the center of the battle, the house the teenager is living in is intact, along with some other bright spots outside, it seems to be another reinforced battle line that is sure to be indestructible. is also shown to exist. What he did now was to repair the damaged formation that was attacked. There are not many documents in hand, so they must be used in moderation. The teenager gently picked up a piece of paper as thin as a sheet of metal in his hand and carefully inserted it into a position on the model map. The thin piece of metal when inserted only flashed once and then disappeared, the pattern map only lightened a little, seemingly joined by something that made the bonds stronger. Just like that for half an hour, he was still diligent little by little, his hands were constantly putting these documents into the model array, the light flashed and then stopped, gradually the chart was restored. restored eight parts, almost perfectly, only a couple of broken places were too severe to be repaired, but almost did not affect the main function of the array. The sound of the wind stopped, his hand also gradually stopped, put a few other pieces of metal in a few places and then stopped, breathed a sigh of relief and sat with his back against the wall, his hand raised to touch the project, immediately The large-scale model array immediately went inside, disappearing right in front of the cabinet wall. "There are not many spare parts, and this place is too short of spiritual energy, I don't know how long it can be repaired..." Breathing a sigh of relief, the tired teenager stretched out his hand and turned the world around in his hand, I don't know when it appeared. His mind seemed to escape from reality, as if going somewhere. Moments later, when the side of the bed where the little girl was lying, made a slight "hm" sound, the new teenager suddenly woke up, the whole person returned to his senses, looked at him, and slowly stood up. As soon as he walked to the side door, suddenly, a voice rang in his head, and his whole body suddenly became abnormally weak. The teenager couldn't help but fall to the ground, groaning in pain. Without time to think, he just reached out and grabbed the door latch and pulled it down, the door popped open, the wind blew in... The little girl who was lying on the bed was gently turning around when suddenly, a painful cry of a teenager came. As a built-in instinct, she immediately sat up, panicked, looked around, saw the teenager in pain on the floor, she jumped out of bed, the blanket was thrown aside and hurried to help her. wake up