Chapter 1292.2

The boy's name is Luoyang. He has been an orphan since childhood. He has no father and no mother!

When I was a child, I was abandoned in the wilderness and bought and sold many times. I suffered a lot. There are at least a dozen named parents!

But because he was naughty and active, he made trouble many times. Finally, he was sold and never settled down.

He was even sold into the troupe as a child and forced to practice juggling by the head of the troupe all day.

It's unbearable!

It was not until he was ten years old that he "became a fine man" and became more flexible that he was able to escape and flow to the market and become a little apprentice.

Make a living by fooling around!

Now, he is twenty-five years old. He is also handsome, but he doesn't like to be measured.

All day long, I'm dressed untidy and wearing a broken hat. I'm either holding straw or bamboo branches in my mouth.

Full of ruffians! As for his fate with Xiao Ba, a year ago, he sold goods for a group of toast people, but he sold a living man. I still remember that Xiao BA was locked in an iron cage. He was thin and gray, and his eyes looked very sad at him

。 Luoyang was soft hearted and rescued Xiao Ba, but it also provoked the group of toast people. He was almost killed. Fortunately, he was familiar with Zhu Xincheng and took Xiao Ba around the city to get rid of them.

Since then, Xiao Ba has been following him.

Call him brother!

They crowded into this small shabby house and continued to help passers-by resell goods to make money.

Make a living from it!

Luoyang has a hobby, that is, it likes all kinds of rare things, especially weapons.

That's why I took the risk to steal it from Mr. tiger this time.

When he saw Xiao Ba lying on the board ready to sleep, he took out the dagger

He shook it in his hand.

Xiao Ba, who was already lying on the board, saw it and ran away immediately.

A pair of black eyes stared at the dagger that didn't look rare and said, "really got it?"

I can't believe it!

Luoyang smiled proudly, bent his fingers and knocked hard on his head: "of course, who am I? I'm the famous master of Zhu Xincheng, Luoyang. I can't get what I want."

"It hurts!" Little eight rubbed his skull.

"The pain is right. It proves that this is not a dream."

"Isn't it just a broken dagger? It's not as big as the one in the hand of the pig seller." Luoyang laughed that he didn't know precious things. He raised his foot and stepped on the board. He bent over to Xiao Ba, who looked stunned, and said, "I said Xiao Ba, Xiao Ba, have you been with me for a year? I really don't have any eyesight. This dagger is not killing pigs

It's used by sheep to kill people. It's impossible to be alive with a knife to seal the throat! Moreover, the meat cut by this dagger is very delicious. If you take a bite, it's unique! "

As he spoke, his face showed a trace of ferocity.

Xiao Ba opened his pupils wide, swallowed his saliva, felt his back cold, trembled and said, "brother, you... Don't scare me."

"Who scares you? Why not..." Luoyang pulled out the dagger, raised it and smiled, "I'll try it on you?"

"Ah!" Xiao Ba screamed and immediately got under the board, hugged his head and said, "brother, I'm wrong, I'm wrong, I haven't done anything bad. Please don't kill me, please, please..."

Scared to death.

Luoyang felt funny and was so angry that he shook his head again and again.

He reached out and pulled him out from under the board.

It's like carrying a chicken.

Little Ba said bitterly, "brother, please forgive me."

"Shut up!" Luoyang frowned and growled unhappily.

In order to prevent him from cutting himself, Xiao Ba covered his mouth and didn't dare to say anything.

He stared at Luoyang with a dagger in front of him.

"Why are you so worthless? You've been with me for a full year? You're so stupid that you think I'll kill you? If you do, who will run errands for me in the future?"

Think about it!

Luoyang put the dagger into the scabbard.

In case you really scare this smelly boy as brave as fine rice.

Xiao Ba breathed a sigh of relief. I was surprised and looked at Luoyang innocently: "brother, you always scare me."

Not happy!

Then he smashed his black fist at Luoyang's arm.

Just finished——

"Ah!"

Luoyang ate pain, frowned and covered his arm.

I was kicked by the tiger Lord before, and my hand bone is still painful now.

It's hard to support until now. I don't know if it's swollen inside? Xiao Ba looked at his fist the size of a hairball unbelievably and was surprised and happy: "Wow! I didn't expect my fist to be so powerful now! My parents must have given me a lot of strength. I can move one more in the future

Some goods can also make more money! Brother, we can eat big fish and meat. "

Excited.

I'm going to worship heaven and earth. Thank his parents.

Luoyang's face is blue!

Hate iron not steel!

He poked his temple with his fingers and said, "I'm afraid you've been kicked by the stove."

“……”

Xiao Ba frowned.

Luoyang rubbed his arm and told him, "this is when I went to steal the dagger, I was kicked by the barbarian, which happened to kick on my arm. I almost fell apart at the beginning. It's good for me to come back alive."

Little eight was a little lost. He looked at his fist sadly and asked painfully, "brother, have you been kicked?"

"Do you think it's so easy to take this dagger?"

"Those people who don't have eyes dare to kick you. I... I'll avenge you." Xiao Ba said and was ready to take out a wooden stick to avenge Luoyang.

This stupidity doesn't know who to follow?

Luoyang only felt that his brain benevolence rose sharply, so he grabbed him quickly and said silently, "OK, just take revenge like this? Don't be slaughtered. At present, the wine and food are almost the same."

"What about that? The revenge is gone? What about your hands?"

"What's the reward? You've got all the daggers. Let people kick it."

"How can I do that? Bullying you is bullying me."

"Well, don't be silly. There are more than a dozen people. Can you beat them?"

"I can't fight!"

"What are you doing?"

"..." Xiao Ba thought about it, so he had to press down his impulse.

Luoyang patted him and said, "OK, it's getting late. Go to bed quickly."

"Oh!" Little eight answered, even lying on the board.

He closed his eyes and fell asleep.

He snored in an instant.

Like a heartless man!

Luoyang shook his head, but was warmed up again.

Because he knew that if something really happened to him, the smelly boy would really risk his life to save himself.

Who makes them depend on each other now!

And in Xiaoba's heart, he had long regarded him as the only close relative. Isn't Luoyang?