Call!

Behind a hillside covered by dense vegetation, Song Zheliu held his knees with both hands, and exhaled a long breath of turbidity, he followed Meng Fan for dozens of miles in one breath, and did not see anyone coming, so he breathed a long sigh of relief, and sweat drew traces on his goose egg face, very much like a woman crying on her face.

"Brother Meng, we ran a little unkindly, but if we don't run, we will die, can that person's cultivation be seen for you?"

Song Zheliu sat on the ground, wiped his face with his sleeve, and looked at Meng Fandao.

Meng Fan looked at the way he came and said: "Li Xiaoman is the first realm of immortality, that man can easily deal with her, and her cultivation is at least one level higher than her, that is, the double realm of immortality, in fact, Li Xiaoman should not be defeated so easily, her cultivation path is more feminine, not the kind that is tough with people, but it's a pity that she is worried that the other party will cross her and hurt Jin Lian'er, so she chooses the next strategy of being tough with people, otherwise she will be fine for a while and a half." And it's a miracle that we were able to escape, or maybe people don't bother to chase after us two Dixuan, after all, we have already left things there. ”

He was pulling the golden lotus.

I don't want to create the most suitable situation.

But Jin Lian'er didn't appreciate it.

"Hey, it's not!" Song Zheliu nodded thoughtfully, and then simply lay on the ground, stroked his chest that was still beating, and said, "At that time, Jin Lian'er just listened to you, the three of us dropped our things and ran, Li Xiaoman maneuvers around, maybe we can also run, so that the two of them will not be arrested." ”

Song Zheliu complained: "Sometimes it's really difficult for women to speak. ”

The escape of dozens of miles made Song Zheliu's mouth dry and his stomach was still a little hungry, but everything was left there just now, including water and food, as well as the ice scorpion that Meng Fan gave him...... Now it's really nothing.

The wild grass that grew savagely rubbed against his face, Song Zheliu sat up, and asked Meng Fan without an idea: "Brother Meng, what should we do? The most appropriate way is not to go back to the sect to call someone? There is no way to rescue people with just the two of us." ”

"Go back and call someone, those two girls and children are gone. ”

"Hey. ”

Song Zheliu sighed again, a little restless with his hands plucking the grass on the ground, wrapped around his slender fingers, when he was a child, he played with his friends, always as a bride, and his friends would give him a grass ring.

"Old Song, didn't you think about leaving and not going back to Nanwu?" Meng Fan asked suddenly.

"Can't!" Song Zheliu shook her head, "It's not kind! Jin Lian'er's girl is actually quite good, but her mouth is a little more powerful......"

"Then we'll be saved. Meng Fan stretched out his hand and pulled Song Zheliu up, "That person was made the leader by his accomplices, their base camp must not be far from the scene of the incident, we have to go over and investigate." ”

"Okay!" Song Zheliu took a deep breath, "It's a big deal, and I have a clear conscience." ”

The two of them spread out and swept back quickly.

After a while, the two finally found a stockade hidden in the dense woods.

The size of the stockade was small, only a dozen houses, the roofs were covered with a thick layer of thatch, the windows were lit with lights, and two sentry towers made of trees stood in front of the gates of the stockade, and people stood in the sentry towers with bows and arrows, looking around.

Two figures sneaked up from the distant grass and trees, circled the stockade, and finally lurked in a mess of rocks at the west rear of the stockade.

"Brother Meng, do you know where they are being held?"

After looking around, Song Zheliu didn't see where Jin Lian'er and Li Xiaoman were being held, so he asked Meng Fan out loud, he didn't think Meng Fan could see it, this village was not designed by skilled craftsmen, the layout was very messy, the size of the houses was about the same, there was no distinction between priority and priority, and the center was still a circular playground, with some wooden tools placed randomly.

It's really difficult to find two people from such a messy environment.

"It should be there. But then, Meng Fan pointed to a wooden house with only one floor.

"How could it be where?" Song Zheliu looked at the unsightly wooden house.

"Old Song, let me ask you, if you are the king of the cottage who occupies the mountain and robs two good-looking chicks, what will you do first?" Meng Fan said softly.

"Hehe!" Song Zheliu grinned, "I definitely won't talk about life with them." ”

"That's going to be a human thing, isn't it?"

"Born ......"

Pictures emerged in Song Zheliu's mind, and the goose egg blushed, but he still nodded in agreement.

"If you are a well-being copycat king, what should you do for them before you give birth?" Meng Fan continued to guide.

"Let's talk about it? Let them relax their psychological defenses and not resist?"

"Come to think of it, they've been on the road for two days. ”

"Then wash them?"

"Then look at the wooden house. ”

"Hmm!"

Song Zheliu suddenly understood what Meng Fan meant, there was a skylight on the roof of the wooden house, and a faint moisture was diffusing from it, and the night was shrouded, and it was really easy to ignore it if you didn't look at it carefully!

"Brother Meng, there is really you!" Song Zheliu couldn't help but cast an admiring look at Meng Fan, this is the old rivers and lakes!

"As long as we sneak into that cabin, we have a chance to save people. ”

The two of them quietly moved through the rocks and sneaked behind the wooden house.

In fact, when he was inspecting around the village just now, Meng Fan had already seen where Jin Lian'er and Li Xiaoman were, and the situation of the two of them was very bad, and there was no way to describe it in words.

"Auntie, my family is very rich, will you let me go?

The depressed daughter Jin Lian'er, who was fed something, lay weakly on a wooden board erected with a stool, her little red belly pocket was thrown to the ground, and an old woman with a wrinkled face poured a scoop of steaming hot water on her, and then a brush made of wild boar bristles brushed her, making a stinging sound, brushing her skin red.

And Li Xiaoman was already unconscious, lying on another wooden bed, and his clothes were thrown aside.

The two of them are a lot like meat on a cutting board, lean meat.

The old woman ignored Jin Lian'er's words, and brushed harder and harder.

Jin Lian'er didn't know whether she was hurt by the brush, or she was frightened, tears flowed down the corners of her eyes, she never thought that she would be treated like this in her life, she bathed in the bathtub, and she had to release the petals that diffused the fragrance!

What is it now?

Pig farming?

Once it's clean, do you want to give it away?

Thinking of the terrifying and ruthless man with a big knife in his hand, Jin Lian'er's tears became beads of broken threads, and she regretted more and more that she didn't run away with Meng Fan, and now she has lost both people and money......

At the back of the wooden house, Meng Fan pressed the soil on the ground with his fingers, it was damp and soft, and it was a pit when he dug it, and there was no sound.

Seeing this, Song Zheliu nodded knowingly.

The two of them worked together, and soon they were like two gophers, burrowing under the wooden house......

(End of chapter)