"Master, it's through." At this moment, a head suddenly appeared in the hole.

"Go in and have a look?" The man's voice was grim.

"Yes." The head at the entrance of the cave immediately retracted.

At this time, Dai Meng hurriedly ran in from outside, and did not have time to look at his son more.

"Master, an entrance was found in the well at the back door of the pawnshop, but the surroundings have been processed, and no trace can be found." This is the news he has just received, an unexpected discovery in a carpet search of the whole city.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, and Qin Yemian's face was even more ugly than ever.

The fingers of his fist were clenched fiercely, and the palms of his hands had already been stabbed. Beneath the seemingly calm exterior is a wave of murderous passions.

The only trace of temperature left in the air was gone, like a cold hell, scaring everyone into walking on thin ice.

After a long time, just when everyone was about to be suffocated to death by this oppressive atmosphere, the man finally spoke.

"Let Ash go."

"Yes." Even though the master didn't even look at him, Shadow knew he was talking to him, and walked away quickly.

But when passing by Lan Xin's side, he couldn't help but pause.

Because of the way she cried and fell to the ground with a handful of tears and snot, it was unbearable. It's as if Ah Li Gongzi has been killed.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that she refused to go back yesterday and lived in the official post, Xiaofeng needed her again today, otherwise they wouldn't have told her about it so early.

Seeing her heart like ashes at this moment, he was really worried about what A-Jing would do if he knew for a while.

Maybe he'd kill him, he thought, or kill himself. After all, a die-hard man like him who protects the heart of the Lord can do anything.

With a sigh, he remembered that when he left Qiuyinju yesterday, when the master tied Ah Liang Gongzi with a rope and left, Ah Jing looked at them from a distance.

If it weren't for the majesty of his master, he would have rushed over and fought with them.

But now, he really didn't know how to talk to her.

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Castle

The sun gradually shifted westward, from the desolation of the scorching sun to the sudden appearance of a figure in the afterglow of the sunset.

Although it was just a distant blur looking strange and lonely back, it made the fence almost cry with joy.

Because the back that was moving forward in the afterglow of the setting sun, like a red fire, was like a bright light illuminating her nervous soul that was difficult to place at this moment.

made her inexplicably more hope for life and less threat of death. The rest of the road is less trembling.

The touching back has since become a frequent and sometimes disappearing ·······.

In the flow of time, the horse's hooves passed by and went, and then quietly came with dusk.

At this time, the twilight is like water, covering the distant and near scenery with a gray veil.

In the haze, a city like a mirage came into view.

From a distance, the city looked no different from the previous ones, and the majestic walls were very domineering. The two big words "姮城" on the tall city gate are also very dazzling.

But after getting closer, I don't know why, it looks a little sad in the twilight.

It is like the back of a young woman with premature aging, seemingly youthful but desolate. Even though there were people coming in and out of the city gate at this time, it still looked extremely cold.

A spirit fell on the fence, and finally came to his senses.

She didn't have time to think about the weirdness of the city, because she was worrying about what to do with the vomit on her hands.

I'm worried that if I vomit a man like this, I won't be killed because of it.

So just after passing the city gate, when the horses slowed down, she secretly tied up her clothes and stuffed them into the man's belt. Just fixed, haven't waited for a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, the world swirled, and then the pain hit.

Finally, the pain gradually eased, and she realized that she had been thrown at the city gate by the man in black.

Her knees were torn, and blood was oozing from the tears in her clothes, and she gasped in pain.

She looked at the sky, and it was already dark gray, and she was about to wear the stars and the moon. Look at yourself again, penniless and ragged. One last glance around, life is unfamiliar.

Suddenly, she felt a little scared in her heart, a helpless panic, a hesitation that she didn't know where to go. Looking at it, his vision blurred, and tears rolled down his eyes.

But she didn't feel sad for long, and she was startled by a sudden cry in her ears.

When I looked up, I saw that it was a little girl who looked like she was five or six years old. She was crouching beside her and crying, looking very pitiful, a little one curled up like a lost kitten.

Fence blinked at her with big eyes, and forgot to cry. She found that the little girl was dressed in silk and satin, and she was very delicately dressed, and she looked like a child of a large family.

Could it be that she is lost, and if you send her home, will she be paid accordingly? For example, money or something, so won't she have to sleep on the streets tonight? Thinking like this, her eyes lit up.

"Little sister, are you lost?" She asked her.

"It's not." The little girl wiped her tears and looked up at her with teary eyes.

"Oh." The wishful thinking that had just been made suddenly did not exist, and the fence was a little lost in his heart.

"Why is the big brother crying?" The girl was just as curious about her.

"I'm lost." She was depressed and aggrieved, and she began to feel uncomfortable again.

"Brother is so old and still lost?" The little girl's eyes were full of innocence.

"When I meet a particularly unprofessional trafficker, I can't help it." As she spoke, she bent her legs directly against the wall to relieve the pain in her legs.

"What is a human trafficker?" The little girl did the same, sitting on the ground and leaning against the wall.

"It's a particularly bad bad guy who grabbed you and beat you, and threw you away, throwing you in an unfamiliar place and leaving you to fend for yourself."

As she spoke, a person popped into her mind. The man was none other than a masked man with cold eyes.

He had beaten her and thrown her into a terrible dungeon, with the same cruelty as the bad guys. Thinking like this, she couldn't help but start to shed tears again.

"Big brother, don't cry, I also met a big bad guy." The little girl leaned in and gently wiped away her tears.

He looked very well-behaved and sensible, and he forced out the shame of falling fences at once. She wiped her face and stopped crying.

"What kind of big bad? Is it a human trafficker? She guessed that there would be no child trafficking in ancient times.

At least the abduction and trafficking of young girls is more useful than children, and young girls can be sold to Qinglou for money, but children are the most indispensable in every household, more than cats and dogs, which is really unnecessary.

But when she thought about it this way, she was suddenly glad that she was wearing men's clothes. Otherwise, he would have become the Oiran of the brothel at this moment, so that the heavens should not be called the earth.

"No, it's worse than human traffickers." The little girl told her secretly, close to her ear.

"Where is that man?" She suddenly became alert, for the little girl seemed frightened.

"At home?" She glanced around and whispered, "That's my dad." ”

"Your father?" Fence Luo was stunned, and finally knew what was going on.

She guessed that the child was probably beaten by her father, so he ran out secretly.

"Where is your home? I'll send you back! ”

It was getting dark, the little girl couldn't stay outside all the time, and she needed a place to live.

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