Chapter 1753

For a woman, the most important thing may not be life, but there must be "appearance" in what she attaches most importance to.

Ursula was a very popular child when she was a child. She was quiet, sensible, and like her mother, she had white skin and delicate facial features. She was a beauty when she was young.

However, the ruthless fate played an especially cruel joke with little Ursula.

In the third year after her sister Safina was born, when Ursula was just six years old, a fire caused by their father's mistake in refining magic medicine swept the whole house.

The blazing flame took the lives of their parents and almost burned their sisters who were taking a nap on the second floor to ashes.

Fortunately, Ursula didn't sleep deeply. When the flame spread all the way from the laboratory on the third floor to the stairs on the second floor, she was finally choked up by a thick smoke.

When she was only six years old at that time, facing the billowing smoke and hot flame, there was only one thought in her little head - she had to take her sister Safina out anyway.

Yes, for that alone, she succeeded.

I don't know where the young Ursula came from at that time. She dragged Safina to the living room on the first floor and pushed her out of the window taller than her.

But at that time, the fire was so big that she couldn't walk. It was a great miracle for her to send her sister out of the window. It was obviously impossible for her to climb out by herself.

The burnt wooden floor with flames hit her, making her feel the pain that ordinary people can't imagine.

The skin is scorched and wrinkled, the muscles are twisted and broken, and most of the body is almost unconscious... However, the tears are evaporated by the high temperature before they flow out, and the whole body is hurt, but even a little blood can't flow out.

Ursula thought he might be dying.

But she was not dead. Larson, the maid who went out to buy food, caught the last moment - after she saw Safina crying in the flower bed outside the window, she realized that there should be someone in the window, and then she narrowly rescued her from the fire.

Unfortunately, even after emergency treatment, Ursula's serious injury deeply burned by the demon flame left an irreparable disability.

"... sometimes I think that if I had been burned, I might not have to face this cruelty again? Mr. McLean, you know? Not only have I never seen me outside Safina and Larson, but I haven't looked in the mirror for nearly ten years..."

Ursula closed her eyes slightly and slowly said:

"Of course, maybe the only thing I haven't regretted is saving Safina."

Yes, if she had not tried to save her sister Safina at that time, she would have escaped from the house intact - a chair could easily open the door, and at that time, it was estimated that the fire could not reach the first floor.

A six-year-old child, even if she runs away alone, no one will blame her.

"That's the same sentence," Marca shook her head and said, "it's good to be alive... You see, Haier Bo is not even human in order to get a longer life. It can be seen that 'living' is really a very wonderful thing!"

As he was saying this, he suddenly seemed to think of something and asked casually:

"By the way, what's the matter with the mask Safina has been wearing? Her face was burned?"

"No, there's nothing wrong with her face, just..." Ursula said sadly when he asked about it. "Although she didn't say it, I know that she wears a mask every day in order not to make me more painful - she looks very similar to me and her mother, especially her nose and mouth, which are almost carved out of a mold."

Listening to her talking about her nose and mouth, Maka subconsciously lowered her head, but saw Ursula quickly don't turn her head.

"Don't look at me... Sorry, please don't look at me... Sorry..."

Ursula seemed to have forgotten how to speak. She kept apologizing there. Maka had to shake her head again.

"Don't worry, I've seen all the more frightening ones," he smiled. Then he raised his head again, looked forward and recalled slightly, "I don't know if Haier Bo's body has recovered."

As they chatted softly one by one, they walked to the block - the giant snake Yale was still fighting with the two living corpses.

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"Safina, is that Marca McLean?"

When Maka left with Ursula, Safina and Ms. Larson, who had been left behind, could only sit in the driving seat of the carriage and stare at the nearby block in a daze.

It can be seen that the violent large-scale thunder falling just now has gradually come to an end, but it is obvious that the area is still very dangerous. Because the battle continues.

When asked by the maid Larson, Safina nodded and said:

"Yes, that's Mr. McLean - to be honest, he's a little different from what I thought. He's so young, and I'm about the same age as him, but he obviously has such strong strength, but he doesn't seem to be a bit arrogant and impetuous... Moreover, when he sees his sister, he's not surprised, even --"

Safina is actually shocked at this. Because even her sister did not dare to approach her sister Ursula for a long time, so that Ursula was depressed for several years.

She knew that it was no longer a question of kindness - her sister's terrible appearance was far from being easily accepted by ordinary people.

However, McLean not only showed no concern, but also resolutely took Ursula out of the car.

This behavior alone made the three people present, including Ursula himself, feel a strange sense of peace of mind.

"... he is not an ordinary man."

After hesitating for a long time, Safina can only summarize Maka in such a sentence.

Next to her, Ms. Larson nodded after hearing her words.

"It's just," Larson thought, but hesitated, "I don't know why, I always feel that this Mr. McLean doesn't seem very willing to help us... Well, no, it doesn't seem to be able to say so?"

"Didn't Mr. McLean mention it?" Safina said immediately. "He seems to have some problems, so although he wants to help, he has other scruples... I hope he can be all right!"