Walking on the street, aimlessly, it seems to be looking for it, and it seems to be a slow swim. This is not the country of Qianhan, there is no territory for her, there are no subjects, and there is no royal power for her.

The black figure fell silently, looking at a woman in the stall at the door of a shop taking out some round things from the purse on her waist and replacing it with some thick cloth, her red eyes moved slightly.

Suddenly, I felt a pause in my body, it was Xiao Si who didn't have long eyes and bumped into him, and Xiao Si turned around and cursed something and then walked away quickly, but he didn't find that he was missing something from his waist.

Suddenly, there was the sound of beating in the alley ahead, it was a place where slaves were traded, and the black rag curtain covered the rusty cages.

"Want to run? See that I don't break your legs!"

The man who was beaten was a boy of eleven or twelve years old, thin and in rags. Curled up and motionless, it was obvious that he had no love.

"Boss, someone's coming." One of them stared at the black figure.

"What kind of person should I be, it doesn't seem to be someone else's, so I'll be arrested together!"

Qianhan Shadow walked with steps, not hurried, and the elegant steps exuded the breath of a born king. The words of the two reached her ears without dropping. The wind suddenly rose, and she didn't kill men......

"Run, they'll capture you and turn you into a slave." The boy suddenly spoke, shouting at the black figure.

"Shut up, you brute." With a kick away, the boy was thrown against the wall and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Get out." Looking at the two people standing in front of her, Qianhan Shadow spoke, she was willing to give them a way out.

"Yo, people are so small, don't cry." Before he could finish speaking, the man had already fallen backwards, and he saw a sharp ice pick in his heart.

"You actually have martial energy!" The rest of the man was terrified, and he ran away. But before he could run a few steps, he fell headlong, still with an ice pick behind his head.

Qianhan Shadow walked towards Han Chen. Bloody gas ensued.

"Who are you?" A thousand cold shadows spoke.

"Slaves." The boy clutched his chest and struggled to speak.

"Would you like to be a slave to the deity?" It's a question, but it's unquestionable.

"Slave willing." But it's sincere.

"Famous?"

"I haven't taken it, please give it a name from my master."

"Han Chen." A glimmer of light flashed in the young man's eyes, and when he looked up again, the black cloak moved slightly, and he was ten steps away.

"Go home." The voice came slowly, like a heavenly sound in the young man's ears.

Only the blood and the wind remained in the alley.

Seeing the mansion of the National Teacher's Mansion, Han Chen was a little shocked, and when he was thrown into the courtyard from outside the wall by the shadow of Qianhan, he saw everything in the courtyard, and he knew everything.

"Bury the people in the house and live for themselves."

Han Chen entered the house, first stunned, and then dragged the corpse out. This master, I'm afraid it's not easy to get along.

Qianhan Shadow entered the house at this time, took off his cloak, revealed a cold face, and walked for a few hours before he was tired, this body is really annoying, and he lies down in clothes. I didn't know that there was a faint blue light emitting from my chest, and an object fell lightly to the ground without making a sound.

Following. Qianhan was awakened by the knock on the door, and the dream was disturbed, which was particularly unpleasant. When she opened her eyes, she saw a thousand mountains and snow tigers crawling on the ground, which was her mount. Look at it again, it's still the broken house.

"Master, do you want food?" Han Chen didn't hear the movement and couldn't help but speak.

"Nope."

Just as he was about to leave, he heard a voice from inside the house: "The deity is happy and quiet, and you must not disturb or go out without a summons." ”

Han Chen retreated.

Inside the house, Qianhan's red eyes stared at Snow Tiger, and Snow Tiger spoke.

"Don't worry, the Lord and everything in the cold cave have been led into my main body by the master's Manzhu Sawa Flower, and I have been sleeping before, if the Lord needs elixirs or magic weapons, you can communicate with me, and I will stay in the Manzhu Sawa Lord, if the Lord needs it, I will not hesitate." Bow your head respectfully.

"The Silver Flute and the Ice Curse Sword are there, too?" Qianhan Shadow was a little surprised.

"Exactly."

"Go back." I see.

The snow tiger turned into a streamer of light and flew towards the chest of Qianhan Shadow, disappearing in an instant.

The black figure also disappeared in the house, it was night, the National Teacher's Mansion, the Murong Mansion was brightly lit, and I heard that the two mansions were stolen by thieves, and countless gold and silver were lost.

Only the southwest corner of the National Teacher's Mansion is still quiet, no one knows that the people here are still alive, and no one knows that the missing noble third lady is buried in this dilapidated place.

There was a faint sound of "Han Chen" in the darkness

Han Chen pushed the door in, "The slave is here." ”

He couldn't see things clearly in the dark, but he still didn't dare to look up at the shadow of Qianhan, this is an ability not to be angry and self-threatening, and it is the innate coercion of those who have been on the top for a long time, so that people's backbones can feel the shock!

The only candle in the room was lit, but it was still full of cold and evil atmosphere.

"Raise your head"

"Slaves don't dare."

"I'm scary?"

"It's a poor servile temperament."

"Raise your head!" The voice is raised, revealing that it cannot be violated.

Han Chen's heart trembled, he could only raise his head, the person who came into his eyes shocked him, the woman on the couch was lying on it, her silver-white hair was scattered casually on the bed, her red eyes were bottomless and there were no waves, her red lips were pursed, but her face was expressionless.

The face of the world is extremely strange because of the white hair and red eyes. It's not aging, it's not mutation, it's innate! And what this kind of face shows on this woman is not bewitching, not ostentatious, but a kind of moving momentum, the momentum of dominating the world!

"Huh! Enough of that. ”

The people on the bed made a slightly pleasant sound in their throats, and the people kneeling on the ground had red ears, but they had no feelings.

"It's a slave who has overstepped it." Kneeling on the ground, my heart trembles, this kind of appearance is very similar to Manju Sawa from hell, making people die of temptation without knowing it!

"Do you know your reason for being? All I need is one person to take care of the living and laundry, will you? ”

"The slave will do everything he can." If he says no, she'll either throw him away or kill him outright.

"That's fine, I'll teach you well. Go, go to the mountains and find a house, be quiet. ”

Han Chen had a few more gold and silver tickets in front of him. Then the theft will be over.

"Slave life." Withdrew.

The next day, the weather was still hot and sultry, but the atmosphere around the shadow of a thousand cold shadows was gloomy. Open the door, emotionally tyrannical.

"What are you doing?" She doesn't like people to be close to her while she sleeps, and she doesn't want to disturb her to rest!

"Go back to the Lord and clean the courtyard." Force yourself to suppress the fear in your heart.

"Who gave you permission to sweep?"

"No one, it's the slave who wants to sweep it himself."

"Don't sweep it again."

"It's the master, the slave remember."

"Hungry?" She asked suddenly.

The words turned too fast, and he couldn't react. But hungry? He was no longer afraid of hunger, and he was a little unfamiliar with this feeling.

"You wait for me, I'll go find something to eat for you."

Flattered, how can the master find food for him! But before he could speak, the man was gone, and only a few fallen leaves fell in place.

Really moody, Han Chen never thought that his master would be such a little girl.

When Qianhan came back, it was almost noon, and Han Chen wandered around the courtyard restlessly. What Thousand Han Shadow handed him were three oranges. Han Chen froze in place, not making a sound, she really looked for food for herself.

"What, you don't accept it?" Who would dare not accept what she gave to others!

"No, it's a slave who doesn't deserve it." Hurriedly explained.

"Take it." With that, he turned and left.

Jokes, her people are not worth it, so who is worth it?