The night is like a woman's complaint, and once it starts, it gets thicker and thicker.

The temperature also suddenly dropped a little unkindly, and there was a faint layer of white mist, containing a touch of snow, people walking in it, their hearts and lungs were almost frozen when they breathed.

Wei Chizheng carried the woman of the man in the shantytown on his back, held the man's daughter, and flew all the way to the gate of the Ziyang Palace.

Subsequently, Wei Chizheng learned from Fennel that Meng Fan was not in Ziyang Palace.

"She's in a very bad situation. Fennel checked the woman's condition and frowned.

"It's a little bad!" Wei Chizheng sighed, the woman's appearance could almost be judged to be dead, and while shaking his head, he saw the little girl's frightened and helpless pitiful expression, "Anyway, it's still ...... Help!"

"Hmm. Fennel nodded, then squatted down, helped the little girl wipe her tears, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, if Ziyang Xiaogong can't be saved, there is no place in this city to save her." ”

The little girl clung to the corner of her mother's clothes, like a wisp of wind that would dissipate at any moment.

It was too late to arrange the room temporarily, Fennel asked the woman to lie in her room, fed a few pills, and found Zhang Wuling, Xiaofang naturally called, and some treatment methods began to unfold rapidly, what shocked Fennel was that the woman's body did not absorb the vitality of Xiaofang's input, as if she was dead, like a piece of ice, a stone, and it seemed to tell everyone that she never wanted to live again......

What happened to make a woman so decisive to face death?

Zhang Wuling took out dozens of silver needles, and then walked dozens of needles, forcibly injecting a trace of vitality into the woman's lifeline.

"You call her, tell her not to go. Seeing that the woman's body was still not much better, Zhang Wuling thought about it and said to the woman's little daughter.

"Mother, come back!"

"Mother, my daughter is so scared!"

"Mother, without you, Xiaoqing won't live anymore, don't go, Xiaoqing has no father, can't have no mother......"

The little girl called out with tears in her eyes, and everyone present couldn't help but feel sad, if it was now a black-haired person to send a white-haired person, it would be a small one, and a young one would be sent to an old one......

The little girl grabbed the woman's hand tightly and pressed it to her tearful face.

As the minutes passed, the woman's heart fluctuated suddenly!

Zhang Wuling was overjoyed when he saw this, rubbed his hands, and covered a warm Dan fire on the woman's heart, and then continued to walk the needle, Xiaofang also continued to inject vitality, and the woman's pale lips gradually became bloody......

"Xiaoqing's family is poor and can't afford to pay for medicine, Xiaoqing is willing to be a cow and a horse here......"

Seeing that her mother was gradually getting better, the sensible little girl knelt on the ground.

Wei Chi left the Ziyang Palace alone, although the woman was rescued, but she still needed to recuperate for a few days, and Fennel temporarily took them in the palace.

"My name is Liang Xiaoqing, and my father's name is Liang Baitian. ”

"Xiaoqing has no father. ”

On the way back to the shantytown, Wei Chizheng remembered what the little girl said, which was very contradictory, but it was worrying, what did a man do to let a woman hang herself and die, so that her daughter did not recognize each other?

When he left the city and was about to go to his lodgings, a man came out of the white fog in the middle of the night and suddenly stopped him.

"Wei Chi Gang Master, you may not know you, but I know you in Xia, you are the leader of the Knife Gang, and the brother of the little deputy palace master, and you have long heard of the big name......"

"Who is Your Excellency?"

Wei Chizheng glanced at the man, his face indifferent.

In recent days, there have always been such people who greet him like a stammer.

"In Xialiang Baitian, I rented your shanty, I encountered something in the city today, and now I was able to come back, but I found that my mother-in-law and little daughter were gone, I don't know if you have seen them, if you haven't seen them, can you help ......"

"Liang Baitian?" Wei Chizheng's eyes shone brightly, and he asked sharply, "What did you do in the city?"

"Hehe, I played in the Fortune Gambling House, I always lost before, Yu Chi Gang Master, you don't know, I met a noble person in Xia today, it can be called a desperate life, and I won a big deal, tsk, that's called a pleasure, but it's a pity that the noble man ......"

Before he finished speaking, the shantytown man named Liang Baitian was knocked to the ground by Wei Chizheng with a punch.

Yu Chizheng picked up the man again, and dropped his fist on his face like raindrops: "Let you bet, let you bet, your woman is dead, you are also dead!"

The man named Liang Baitian was imprisoned because of the gambling house incident, and he was only released at this time.

After returning to the shantytown, he found that his wife and daughter were no longer there, and when he heard Wei Chizheng's words, his heart trembled, and tears burst out of the embankment!

Or are you looking for death?

Why don't you wait for him more?

He really won the money, and he won't gamble anymore.

Seeing the big man being killed for gambling money with his own eyes touched him, a small man, and he had already woken up......

But is it too late?

In Qingqiu City, Meng Fan turned into fennel with a ghost mask, took the carriage that fennel usually used, came to the Jin family money village, pretended to look at it on a thick account book for a while, then put away the account book, and left in a carriage, without arousing anyone's suspicion, but some people wondered how Fennel was so efficient tonight, not only had to check the accounts before, but also asked for a long time before leaving.

Da-da-da-da.

As the night darkened, the fog became a little thicker.

The sound of wheels colliding with the stone pavement echoed in the night fog.

Meng Fan closed his eyes in the carriage, and from time to time he used the Dream Dao Technique to perceive everything around him, and then suddenly smiled profoundly......

"Qi Daoyou, do it?"

"Okay, let's do it!"

Fu Lu'er's two immortal realm masters had long been eyeing this carriage, and at this time, they saw that the carriage had driven to a relatively secluded place, like two viculd vultures, tearing through the thick fog, flying down from a high place, landing on the ground, and then rising rapidly, away from ...... It's unspeakable!

"Slow down, slow down. Fennel, disguised by Meng Fan, was hijacked by Qi Kou and the others, and opened her mouth in a rapid flyby, "If it's too fast, this girl will faint." ”

"Old man with a white beard, please respect yourself and don't put your hands on people's waists. ”

"And you, this black-faced old man, your face is so dark, don't you have a shame? Look for yourself, you pinched my little hands red......

Under Meng Fan's repeated "coquettishness", Qi Kou and the two coughed dryly at the same time, and hurriedly changed their hands to another position.

They were very surprised by the composure of this beautiful woman, if other women were captured in the middle of the night, they would have collapsed with fright, this one in front of them is good, and he can still take care of this?

Could it be that there are too many people who have been hijacked?

"Now you can tell me that you are robbing money...... Belch...... Or is it robbing?" Meng Fan asked knowingly, "If you rob money, please open a number, if you rob the color, let's come back on another day......"