Digital Summoning From Another World

Chapter 8

It was a smile that they had never seen before. As for Alice, she had left too. Before she left, he whispered a few words to the coachman.

After a long time, the crowd outside the city gate saw that the Second Young Master had not punished the playboys severely, so they dispersed in disappointment. However, no one noticed that Old Mousse, who had been following the flower appreciation party around, had disappeared.

What happened at the gate of the city was just an episode, which did not affect the appreciation of the flowers and the arrangement of his plans. After all, he had worn at least three or four months' clothes on his body. Even in those days of escape, he had never tried it.

In each city, there were stages of prosperity. Then, Hua Shanyue would go shopping for his clothes. Naturally, he would go to crowded places.

Along the way, he admired the architectural style of the exotic world. He stood there with his hands clasped behind his back, ignoring the surrounding comments.

Where there was prosperity, there would be a dark side to it. At this time, whatever time and space would happen, the flower appreciation was like watching a movie. It saw everything in front of you, such as depravity, viciousness, darkness, and ruthlessness. Everything was like returning to his own world. After leaving his own territory, wouldn't the same thing happen?

"I miss the smell!"

Hua Yu chuckled, as if she was a child who had seen her favorite toy.

At this time, something caught his attention.

A pair of eyes.

It was grey, without any luster, without a trace of attachment. It could be said that it was pupilsless eyes.

At a certain corner, it was actually just the entrance to a small alley that was close to the main street. There were quite a few people there, and there was also a tattered, tattered body.

Flower Appreciation looked at the scene in front of him silently. Perhaps it was a story of chasing because he had secretly eaten it. The age of the person who had been beaten could not be seen, and even his appearance could not be seen clearly due to the dirtiness of the ground. However, his eyes were particularly attractive to the flower appreciation.

He had seen that kind of eyes before. In the water, on the window by the street, on the mirror of the car, in the bottles and drinks of those excited children, even in his imagination.

He once gave him all the visual eyes and his eyes at a time.

The beggar had probably noticed him, so he looked at himself quietly. The two of them looked at each other, and the only thing they could do was to watch the show. However, they were still beaten, and the air turned white as if it were a memory.

When the crowd dispersed, they probably had enough or tired. Before they left, one of them casually kicked away the beggar's hands. Even if he was beaten to scream, he would not let go of a piece of cake and slowly rolled to the flowery feet.

"What are you looking at? Believe it or not, I've already hit you!" The other people, who were carrying their feet, had already noticed the flower appreciation, but since he did not move, they did not pay attention to it.

Hua Yu shrugged her shoulders and turned to the side.

"Humph! You know what's good for you! Let's go!"

Until the few people disappeared like a crowd, the flower rewards were also with a faint smile, and they looked at the beggar who climbed over their feet with difficulty.

The flower bouquet took a step forward and reached the flatbread. Her shoes could already touch the dirty powder ball.

The beggar stretched out his hand but withdrew it with a little fear. His grey eyes were filled with confusion.

When they looked at each other again, the world seemed to have turned into a world where there were only two of them.

"You want this?"

The beggar gently nodded his head. He didn't know why the appreciation of flowers would ask such a simple question, so he became more confused.

"Are you sure?"

He still nodded, but this time his reaction was a little slow. The beggar found that he seemed to be a little hesitant.

"Very good!" Hua Jing smiled. She slowly raised her foot, stepped on it, and kicked again. The broken pancake scattered on the beggar's face, and his hair was stained with some dirt. He was even more dirty.

"For what?" A hoarse voice came out of the beggar's throat, murmuring that he didn't think he should be human.

"No, it's nothing. I just like it." The flower rewards stepped forward a few steps, but they still lifted their feet and stepped on the ground. But this time they were going to fight with the powerless beggar who was lying on the ground with his head down.

Perhaps it was because of the pain, or some unspeakable injury, the face under his feet was clinging to the ground. The beggars could feel the sand and stones on the land rubbing against his face, and the slight tingling sensation from one place to another. He stared blankly at the white gray powder in front of his face.

His hand subconsciously grabbed a handful, along with the sand on the ground, and reached to his mouth, but stopped his hand.

"What? Why don't you eat it? Don't you want it?" Flower Hunter squatted down and looked into his eyes, where the tears poured out.

He thought that he would not cry anymore. He thought that his tears had flowed away for a long time, and he was even surprised that his heart would not feel sting any more. No matter what kind of painful beat he was facing, he cursed. He thought that it was always like this.

It was all because of the man in front of him who had once again stirred up his lost heart, as well as his hatred!

Some parts were reflected in his gray pupils. He seemed to see the red patch and the pale and desperate face of his closest friend, which was so real.

"Very good. You have a good look now. So, do you want to kill me?" Hua Ju stood up and turned around with her hands clasped behind her back. "Can you still kill me?"

The flowers had gone far away, and only those soft words were still echoing in the beggar's ears.

"If possible, you can follow me."

###Chapter7,Brother Qi V (Part 2)

"It's raining!"

It was raining, so the bustling streets were no longer noisy. The passers-by surged under the eaves near them and hid themselves. Rich people could walk into all kinds of gorgeous catering pubs, while civilians could stand at some stores and admire the goods that might be able to buy one or two in their life.

All kinds of people were unique. They were talking about the rainy days and life. It seemed that at this moment, the strangers had become good friends. Some numbness in life gradually disappeared in the rain.

"Hey, there's a man there. It's so strange that it's raining so leisurely." A person on the road found a thin figure on the cold street.

"Shh, don't be so loud. Look at his outfit, it looks like he's an adventurer. Get up and take a look. The rain has been on the ground, but his body hasn't been wet at all. I'm afraid he has some ability!" The other passerby beside him whispered.

"Really? These occupational people are all weird. Maybe they're holding up!" Although the man said disdainfully, his envious eyes showed his mixed feelings.

The people mentioned by passers-by always reward with flowers. As for why he didn't get wet, it was not because of his magical ability, but because of the fire-type ring on his hand that could quickly cast magic. It had its own functions.

When it rained, there were no pedestrians on the street, but there was an additional coldness, so that the flowers could be viewed well to think about some problems. For example, after thinking for a while, the beggar who followed him slowly.

In the beginning, he stumbled step by step, but now he could walk normally. The beggar had been able to adapt to the pain in his body, or in other words, the unwillingness and hatred rising from his heart supported his body, and his eyes were fixed on the appreciation of the flowers.

However, Hua Ju knew that she was not the one he was looking at.

"Very good."

Hua Jing stopped and waited quietly for the beggar at a corner until he was in front of her.

The two pairs of eyes were still looking at each other. Suddenly, the beggar was a little bit exhausted and moved. He waved his fists, stepped on the water, and rushed toward the flower view.

The strength of the fist was not strong, but the beggar's attack seemed so pale and weak. He punched again and again toward the same position of the heart.

"You can kill me like this? Maybe you need a sword."

Hua Yu pulled out her dagger and made a virtual cut on her chest. "To kill someone, it should be true. As long as it's here, just make a light cut."

He handed the dagger to the beggar and asked, "Perhaps you've never killed anyone before?"

"Ah!" Taking the dagger from Huahui's hand, the beggar shouted fiercely. The silver sharp knife was really aimed at his chest, which was straight even though it was not wet, as if he could hear the position of the jump.

She leaned to one side gently. Due to inertia, the beggar was tripped by the flower.

"Haha. It seems that you can't kill me." Hua Jing squatted in front of the beggar.

"Are you kidding me?"

"Very good. Your tone is good." Hua Ying pointed to the roof of the shops which were full of people in front of the beggars. "Maybe you can try to kill them and feel that it will be good."

"Who are they? They! The one who chased after me before!"

Was it intentional or not? The beggar didn't believe that they would meet after a while. So, did the man in front of him deliberately lead him here?

Why on earth did he do this?

"Kill them. If you can kill them, I'll call you the official notice. I'll give you the answer." Hua Hui stood up gently and waved to the gang of bad guys.

"You again?" The leader of the group walked over in confusion, and there were still a few people following behind him. "What, you want to be beaten up, don't you?" With a fierce expression, the leader roughly swung his sleeves. In reality, the leader didn't seem to mind the gloomy weather at all and properly vented out his feelings.

"No, not me." Flower appreciation shook her head. "It's him." A gold coin appeared in her hands like a magic trick. "Let's play a game with you. If you can kill him, then these are yours." A quiet, apathetic beggar who had been underground for a long time.

As if he had seen an i***t, the leading guy clenched his fist and punched the air. "What do you think I am? I'll tell you, I'll take the money, and you two will fight together!" Although the leading guy also saw that flowers were free from rain, he was so furious that he didn't think about anything more.

With this, he first picked the beggar on the ground. It was very simple, because he was holding a shining dagger with gemstones. "Hey hey, you haven't had enough just now, have you? I'm in a bad mood now, go to hell!"