Chapter 119: Departure (2)

However, even so, Han Wu had to sneak into Paul City once, and she had to get the sword of Shura back, and she always felt uneasy that such a fierce sword was not placed on her body.

After a few words, Han Wu left the Elren Forest and headed for the city of Paul. Due to the heavily guarded gates of Paul's City, it is estimated that it is impossible for her to pass the pass directly.

To do this, she set her sights on a pair of caravanserais, who were carrying heavy cargo, which she could use as a barrier to help her slip into Paul.

Everything went smoothly, and Han Wu quietly entered the city of Paul, and with a set of clothes on the caravan's caravan, disguised himself, and then quietly blended into the crowd, and walked towards Rochelle's house.

Rochelle's house was burned to the point of the flames, lying desolate on top of a clearing in the ghetto, which had been cordoned off by Rex.

Han Wu glanced at the vigilant city guards, and frowned slightly, it seemed that it was not easy to quietly take out the Shura Sword.

What to do? How can I get in and take out the Sword of Shura? Han Wu secretly thought about it, and felt that it was necessary to make a little noise and lure these city guards away.

"Sister Mai, are you Sister Mai?" Suddenly, a timid voice came, Han Wu's heart tightened slightly, and then he saw a little boy looking up at him.

"Messi, it's you?!" Han Wu couldn't help but be slightly surprised when she saw the appearance of this little boy clearly, she didn't expect that she would be recognized by Messi after she disguised herself.

"It's really Sister Dance, that's great, I know that Sister Dance will definitely come back." Messi said happily.

"Shh~~" Han Wu made a silence, Messi covered his mouth cutely, and looked at the city guards nervously with a pair of eyes, for fear that they would find out.

Looking at Messi's cute appearance, she couldn't help but laugh, she scratched the little guy's head, and said softly: "Let's go, let's go to a safe place." ”

"Uh-huh."

Under Messi's guidance, Han Wu came to the place where he lived before, a dirty, narrow, corner that could only accommodate two people, and simply set up a tent, which is the home where Messi has always lived.

Looking at such an environment, Han Wu couldn't help but feel sorry for Messi, a boy who was only eight or nine years old, it was not easy to survive alone in such an environment and still be able to maintain his backbone.

"That...... The place is too dirty, Sister Mai, you don't mind. Messi said in a chatter, and wiped a worn stool with his own clothes, and motioned for Han Wu to sit down.

Han Wu hugged Messi distressedly, but Messi was afraid that his clothes would be dirty, and Han Wu's clothes would also be dirty, so he couldn't help but struggle slightly, but Han Wu hugged him tighter.

"Messi, don't worry, Sister Wu will definitely not let you be wronged again." Han Wu said sincerely.

Messi trembled slightly, couldn't help relaxing, feeling the warm embrace of Han Wu, smelling the quiet breath, he felt that he had returned to the past, and his mother's arms were also so warm and comfortable.

"Messi, let's get down to business now." Han Wu said softly, and Messi reluctantly left her embrace, and then looked at her with a well-behaved face.

"Sister Mai, say it."

Han Wu nodded, and then said to Messi: "Messi, you also saw just now that my teacher's house was under martial law by the city guards. Now, I have something that I have to go in and take out, can you help me? ”

"Well, as long as I can help Sister Wu, Messi will definitely do it!" Messi nodded firmly.