Ye Qianhe ran too fast and too fast, so that Ling Chuxi didn't even have time to chase after her, and when she came back from her shock, the old pervert had already run away, and several young boys and girls also woke up at this time, threw down the soft sedan chair and ran away.

"Why is he so afraid of you?" Lan Xinyu also reacted at this time, and looked at Ling Chuxi suspiciously.

"I slapped me a few times last time, so I guess I was scared." Ling Chuxi blinked his eyes and guessed.

Lan Xinyu looked at Ling Chuxi's gaze even more strangely, opened her mouth wide, was silent for a long time, and spit out two words faintly: "Perverted." "I don't know if Lu Dao is talking about Ye Qianhe or Ling Chuxi.

Anyway, Lan Xinyu knows a fact, there is no hope of seeking revenge on Ling Chuxi in this life, and he is doomed to be abused.

"Be careful!" Just as Ling Chuxi and the others walked back towards the stall, several exclamations suddenly came from the crowd.

Ling Chuxi and Lan Xinyu instinctively turned their heads, followed everyone's gaze, and saw a child standing under an old house in a daze, the old house didn't know how many years of ups and downs it had experienced, just now it was swept away by the strong wind that Ye Qianhe waved indiscriminately, at this time it was crumbling, and the speed of collapse was getting faster and faster, but the child seemed to be unconscious, and he touched the pendant on his chest in a daze, looking confused.

In the exclamation, many pedestrians ran towards the children, but with their speed, they could not catch up.

The incident happened suddenly, and there was no time to think about it, Ling Chuxi and Lan Xinyu flew away at the same time, although the speed of the two was fast, but the distance was too far, and he was about to be hit by the broken stone beam.

Lan Xinyu scolded lightly, her wrist trembled, and the golden silk whip swung forward, such a long distance, even if she swung the whip, it was beyond the reach of the whip, but Ling Chuxi and had been together for so long, but she immediately understood what she meant, and she jumped up with force under her feet. The golden silk whip crossed a wonderful arc and rolled around Ling Chuxi's waist and sent forward.

Ling Chuxi took advantage of the momentum to accelerate, and his body was like an arrow off the string, slashing through a white shadow.

The old house collapsed violently, and the thick dust flew around, and later, the dust dispersed, Ling Chuxi held the child, and the two stood by the ruins unharmed.

Everyone breathed a long sigh of relief, if it wasn't for the tacit understanding between Ling Chuxi and Lan Xinyu just now, as long as they took a little slower, the child would be buried in the ruins at this time.

"Little sister, you're fine, are you?" Lan Xinyu caught up and touched the child's head.

The child didn't seem to hear her voice, and his empty eyes were still confused, just tugging at the pendant on his chest.

"He's a boy." Ling Chuxi glanced at Lan Xinyu.

Lan Xinyu saw clearly that this was a seven or eight-year-old boy, with a dusty face, but he looked more delicate than a girl, with long hair tied into a ponytail, if you didn't look carefully, you would really mistake it for a girl, those eyes were empty and godless, but black and white, like stars in the night sky, and like a clear pool, without the slightest impurity.

"Oh, it turned out to be a little brother, I'm sorry, I was wrong. What about your family, why did you come here alone? Lan Xinyu snorted and asked.

The little boy remained silent, as if he could see nothing, hear nothing.

"Can't he hear with his ears?" Lan Xinyu was completely ignored, a little deflated, and said to herself.

Hearing her words, the little boy subconsciously turned his head and looked at her deeply, and those eyes turned into complete darkness in an instant, and then returned to normal.