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"There are slaves out there! Grab it! Grab the slaves! The nobles inside suddenly made a commotion, and they didn't leave the hall, shouting desperately.

Zhong Lan suddenly took a step back, looked at Ye Zihua with gloomy eyes, didn't say much, and ran directly in the opposite direction. Once again, you have to cross a long black corridor, break through and dodge the wandering guards, in order to survive.

The hall was already in chaos, and the glamorous lady and girl were holding their skirts, looking at the location of the winter rat explosion with disgust, and from time to time they exchanged words with their companions next to them, only the man sitting on the beast chair slowly walked down.

The butler, who was standing at the edge of the hall, bowed at the same time: "Lord Surrey." ”

The man, Surrey, the owner of the castle, stepped down from the beast chair, the strange expression on his face suddenly retracted, his straight body, a straight military uniform clinging to his body, and the badge of honor given by the state on his left shoulder still shining. He lifted the blood-dripping sword, and the horizontal sword slashed on the table.

"Order everyone, stop the search for me."

Surrey raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth tightened, and he said sharply: "A lowly slave dares to violate the dignity of his master!" What will it cost-"

The soldier's iron-blooded voice exploded from his body and resounded throughout the hall.

The nobles were silenced in unison, and the butler, dressed in the same dress, replied loudly: "-Death! At the cost of blood - to wash away the shame of the offense of the master! ”

"- Death! If a lowly slave dares to offend his master, he will gouge out his eyes and draw blood, and give the most cruel and severe punishment! ”

"- Death! If a lowly slave dares to offend his master, he will be torn to the bone and given the cruelest and most severe punishment! ”

Sarri smiled with satisfaction, and the sword was held high, the decoration on the hilt to the arm glittering, as if holding aloft glory and banners, and roared, "Chop your hands, stomp your feet, drain their blood." ”

The shrill shouts almost lifted the roof of the hall, and set off the galloping arrogance of the night.

"Chop your hands, stomp your feet, drain their blood!"

"Chop your hands, stomp your feet, drain their blood!!"

Sarri finally put down his sword and placed one hand on his waist, his slender fingers resting on his belt.

"Order everyone, stop the search for me! Next, I will personally find out the lowly slaves one by one, and then I will personally present you with the most delicious blood dinner! He looked back and bowed slightly.

Then he picked up his sword and strode out, the distance between each two steps seemed to be a precisely measured scale, and the black military boots stepped loudly on the expensive floor, sending a death prelude to the two people who were still desperately fleeing outside.

The castle's owner's order was quickly conveyed to all the searching soldiers in the castle, and all the soldiers stopped in unison.

At this time, Zhong Lan couldn't dodge for a while, and was about to collide with an oncoming column of soldiers, but when he saw the other party stop straight, he looked at them with an expressionless face and stopped in front of him, and the iron sword in his hand did not have the slightest intention of being raised.

Zhong Lan was stunned, slightly relaxed his tense nerves, and tentatively walked past them, but there was no reaction.

But at this moment, the sound of boots trampling the ground could be heard in the distance in the corridor behind him, accompanied by the relaxed and joyful singing of the owner of the shoes: "Where is my slave...... My slave is coming out...... Ask your master to punish you for your disobedience...... Obedient ...... Good ......"

The creepy male voice is getting closer and closer, and the footsteps seem to be stepping on the bottom of the hearts of the two.

Ye Zihua's eyebrows were twisted, he looked at Zhong Lan and said suspiciously: "This is ......"

"The owner of the castle is coming to hunt him down." Zhong Lan replied.

She quickly glanced left and right, and immediately ran forward, and soon sneaked into a corner, another dark corridor, for some reason, there were very few places in this castle with lights on, which caused great inconvenience to the escape of the two.

Especially Ye Zihua, what he didn't say was that he was a little short-sighted and had the habit of not wearing glasses.

Reluctantly following the vague figure in front of him, he came to a stop in front of a wide open door.

Zhong Lan peeked back, didn't see anyone coming, and didn't hesitate, and walked directly inside. The room was also unlit, but there was a garden outside, and a faint moonlight peeked in. Barely enough for Zhong Lan to observe the internal environment.

The equipment inside is simple, just a bed and a wardrobe, and a huge mirror, which is very ominously horizontal in front of the bed.

Zhong Lan glanced in the mirror, and saw a girl with an indifferent look in the mirror also looking at her, because after the long run, her cheeks were now red, and only her eyes were as calm as before.

The bed was clean and tidy, but there was no sign of anyone staying, not even a pair of replacement shoes next to the bed.

A cramped, neat, humble house.

Zhong Lan quickly made a judgment, his eyes swept slightly over the garden outside the window, and what he saw flashed by, but before he could look closely, the sound of military boots pacing came from his ears again.

Soon, very close, we are coming.

The two made a decision immediately, Zhong Lan quickly rolled and hid directly under the bed, while Ye Zihua picked the wardrobe, the huge and empty wardrobe was enough to accommodate the figure of an adult man.

"What about the master's little mouse? Cuties come out quickly......"

The man's strange singing voice came, and the footsteps suddenly paused here, as if he had been visiting the side for a while, and then the man's deep voice came slowly-

"Stop playing, I know where you're hiding. You can't escape, I'll catch you. Come out ...... quickly."

With a mysterious smile on his face, Sarri stretched out his white and strong palm and pushed the door completely open, and the door that was already wide open slammed into the wall with a violent "bang" sound.

He swirled the blood-dripping sword in a circle in his hand as he slowly paced inward.

It seems to be observing everywhere, tentatively, and from time to time making strange noises to intimidate.

Ye Zihua and Zhong Lan held their breath at the same time, so as not to make a slight gasp and be discovered by the sensitive castle master.

"Little girl...... Where are you? The man's voice seemed to be low, with a contempt of sorrow, as if it were simply uncomfortable for not being able to find a partner.

"-I, I've found you~"

All of a sudden, a sharp male voice that changed pitch pierced the ears of the two, and almost at the same time, the pupils of the two of them contracted tightly, and their chests beat wildly.

Surrey's legs didn't move as he stood straight, but his upper body suddenly folded ninety degrees, and a pale and handsome face still had a weird smile on it, and his head slammed under the bed!

"Amazing ......"

"There's nothing!"

He looked at the bottom of the bed several times, as if disappointed, but found no trace of the foolish slave he had imagined, and frowned in displeasure.

But he wasn't nervous, and paced slowly towards the closet.

The slender legs cross the step, as if stepping on a dance step in the center of the stage.