After determining the whereabouts of Little Eleven, it will not be difficult to bring people back safely. A quarter of an hour later, Sang Luo received the exact news, and Little Eleven was brought back safe and sound.

Things are going very well, but the more this is the case, the more suspicious Sang Luo becomes of the people behind He Rou'er.

He Rouer is a waste chess, and she knows it after she guesses He Rouer's existence. It's just that such a step is wasted, why did you take such a step at this time? Didn't that person know that as soon as He Rou'er appeared, as long as it fell into her hands, there was absolutely no possibility of leaving?

No, she's sure the people behind it know that! But even so, the man did not hesitate to send He Rouer to her hands.

Even if it was her, she couldn't figure out what the other party was going to do.

Sang Luo's strength is reflected here, she can think about things while she doesn't see anything about it. With just a few words, he can block He Rouer on the left and on the right, and when he is sure to save people, He Rouer is already so angry that her face is blue and she is panting heavily. Sang Luo was a little worried that she would have to hang up if she couldn't breathe.

"Alright, don't be angry." Sang Luo invited very sincerely, "There is nothing to do now, why don't you go to the capital with me as a guest, what do you think?" Although he was asking, there was a coldness in his eyes that could not be questioned.

He Rouer finally regained her self-confidence, and sneered contemptuously when she heard this: "You want to take me to the capital?" Oh, it depends on whether you have the ability to do it! Even you and Little Eleven are in my hands, and you only have the ability to play tricks. ”

Sang Luo really sympathizes with her, her IQ is hard, really!

"I know that Xiao Eleven is on Xiaoqingshan, do you think I won't be able to bring her back?" Sang Luo sighed, it was quite worrying that people could be stupid enough to do this, "Little Eleven has been taken away, do you think I need to stay here?" Or do you think you can keep me? ”

"Impossible! Someone on the mountain ......" He Rou'er was stunned, and subconsciously opened her mouth to refute.

Sang Luo sighed again, obviously sympathetic, but his eyes were cold and piercing: "Stupid to this point, it is estimated that you will die stupidly sooner or later!" Not to mention that no one on the mountain is looking at Little Eleven, it's you, do you think the person who is ambushed here is still there? Oh, by the way, there's a woman at the door who doesn't have eyebrows. You two can make a pair! "It's all the same stupidity!

He Rouer's face turned pale, she got up suddenly, and smashed the teacup in her hand on the ground.

The crisp sound of porcelain breaking, and the silence that followed, only made He Rou'er's face completely bloodless.

"No, it shouldn't be like this...... Didn't you say that if I smashed the teacup, someone would come out? He Rou'er's face turned pale and muttered in disbelief.

She's not stupid, in fact, she sensed something was wrong just now. It's just that she is in front of Yin Sangluo. If she had no one to help, just Yin Sangluo, a barbarian with explosive combat effectiveness, would be enough to deal with her. This is also the reason why she is obviously anxious but has always refused to do it, in the final analysis, it is just self-deception, wanting to leave herself with the last extravagant hope.

But in the end, extravagant hopes can only be extravagant hopes, and Sang Luo will not pity the fragrance and cherish the jade. In fact, she had already been sure when she didn't arrive here, except for He Rouer and the mother-in-law, there was no one else around at all. In other words, He Rouer was the abandoned son from the beginning!

Seeing that He Rou'er seemed to be a little crazy, Sang Luo simply slashed down with a hand knife, and was completely quiet.

"Bring people back!"

The person is in hand, but Sang Luo's heart is still a little strangely uneasy.

The people behind He Rouer sent He Rouer to her hands, it couldn't be just to send people to her hands and let her abuse them. There should be a back-up move, but what will this follow-up move be?

When she was halfway there, she saw the Meng family coming in a hurry from a distance, she was still groaning, and Lianxin said casually: "Why is Master Jing also here?" ”

Sang Luo's heart was suddenly shocked, and he shouted: "Stop! Without waiting for the carriage to stop, she jumped out of the carriage and rushed backwards.

- Little Eleven was asleep when she was found, so she dialed the last carriage for Little Eleven. And He Rouer was left in the middle carriage, and she showed no mercy at this time, and rushed directly to the third carriage!

The pupils of the coachman who was rushing the car suddenly constricted, and his subordinates did not shoot heavily on the wheels, turned around and flew up, and rushed to the carriage with a fit! Sang Luo saw it clearly, when he was in mid-air, there was a flash of cold light in his hand, and the bright light in the sun even had a faint light blue.

Sang Luo's eyes were bloodshot, the speed under his feet was a few points faster, and as soon as his hand was raised, a dagger was used by her as a flying knife, breaking through the air, and directly stabbing the opponent's back!

Even if he didn't hit the vital point, the coachman's movements were slow for a moment.

Sang Luo's contention is this moment!

The next moment, she had already jumped up, and at the moment before the coachman's dagger was about to stab Little Eleven, she had firmly grasped the other party's calf and pulled it back brutely!

The coachman didn't seem to expect Sang Luo's actions to be so rude, and he was actually pulled out of the carriage.

That's enough!

There was no one around Xiao Eleven, but there was someone behind Sang who was secretly protecting him. Once the coachman missed, there was absolutely no second chance to make another move. Even if he was controlled, this man struggled hard, but had no intention of killing himself immediately.

If Sang Luo hadn't suffered Uncle Wu's loss, maybe she would have thought about staying alive and waiting for some useful news. After suffering that loss, where would she allow another accident to happen.

In the chauffeur's stunned, incredulous gaze, Sang Luo pulled out the dagger that had stabbed him in his vest and stabbed him in the heart with great precision!

Kill with one hit!

"It's stupid to be an aunt? If you use a trick twice, you will lack the heart, and if you lose it twice, you will be stupid! Sang Luo was a little annoyed, because she had been patronizing business recently, and she had a husband and children, so she was regarded as a soft persimmon, and everyone had to pinch it a few times? One or two, all of them want to make her deflated?

It is true that if Meng Meiniang dies in her carriage, as long as she moves a little in the way of death, she can easily find out when the person died, and after a little calculation, she will know that this person was killed after she knew about it. The criminal department is still here, and he is a witness. Even if it has nothing to do with her, but the sister of the dead in-law, can the queen feel comfortable? This kind of display is clearly a means of framing her, which looks clumsy, but in fact, it is the most useful to use to divide the wedge, isn't it?

Nima's, I can't bear it!