Chapter Sixteen: How to choose?(2/2)
When you are the loneliest, are you facing the criticism of the whole world alone?
A trace of unruly anger surged deep in his heart. This anger was so powerful that it could not be suppressed. It was like a roaring beast, roaring in his heart, but when it rushed into his mind, it was still
There is a weak barrier blocking it.
"I won't allow you to hurt uncle!" In front of him, Xiaoya's immature face showed firm determination, and her words revealed determination!
However, her obstruction not only had no effect at all, but instead caused many people in the crowd to yell and curse angrily:
"Damn you monster, what on earth did you do to Xiaoya!!"
"brute!"
"You beast, you are so cruel!!!"
Everyone shouted angrily, raised their hoes and farm tools, and approached Yang Xuan!
The white-bearded old man in front of the crowd took out a dark red peach wood sword from inside his loose robe. He held it in his fingers, muttered something, and said to Yang Xuan in a serious voice: "Monster, why don't you release the little one quickly?"
Ya, get out of this village!"
Monster? Yang Xuan trembled, as if a needle had pierced his heart.
"Monster...haha..." A sad smile appeared on Yang Xuan's face. He raised his head and looked at all the villagers who stopped because he raised his head. In a trance, he seemed to see those children sitting in front of him in the past.
, asking the question that has been asked many times...
"Uncle, where are you from?" In my ears, the words that Xiao Ya'er once said lingered in my ears.
"Where are the people..." A sad smile appeared on Yang Xuan's face. He pushed the little girl away from him and took heavy steps, one step at a time, slowly walking towards the villagers...
When everyone saw Yang Xuan approaching, they moved away as if they had seen an evil beast, revealing a path...
Yang Xuan walked very slowly, with heavy steps, as if every time he lifted his feet, he needed to use all his strength!
Slowly, he walked out of the crowd, like a twilight old man, walking into the distance along the village road.
Under the setting sun, a lonely long shadow was stretched out from behind him...
"Uncle——" Who is shouting from behind?
Yang Xuan's forward steps paused for a moment, but after a moment, he moved forward again, as if he would never look back.
"You're not going to complete the test?" In the void, the voice of the illusory figure floated into Yang Xuan's ears.
Chapter completed!