Xiaobao paused and blinked: "Huh? What about my brother? ”

He stepped forward and asked the frightened young beggar, "Little brother, have you seen your little brother?" ”

The young beggar was scared half to death by that little thing, and when he saw a child of about the same age, he was almost distracted, and he didn't even hear what Xiaobao asked, screamed, and ran away with a rolling belt!

"Huh?" Xiaobao scratched his head and looked in the direction of the carriage with a confused expression, as if he didn't understand what was going on, why did the little brother suddenly disappear? How could that little brother suddenly run away?

Yu Wan also got out of the carriage and walked towards Xiaobao.

Xiaobao spread his hands and said, "My brother is gone!" ”

"Well, I see it." Yu Wan nodded, stroked Xiaobao's head, and looked in the direction where the little Rakshasa left, the night was deep, it had long been hidden in the night, and it was really difficult to say where it had gone for a while.

Yu Wan took Xiaobao's hand and walked to the carriage.

Xiaobao turned back three times in one step, but he didn't wait until he got into the carriage and didn't wait for the little brother.

The appearance of evil things in the underworld city and sucking an adult man into a dry corpse could not be concealed from the Sang family's eyeliner distributed in the city, almost as soon as the people were restless, the Sang family's eyeliner got the news, and the little Rakshasa came and went quickly, when the Sang family's eyeliner arrived at the scene, there was no shadow of the little Rakshasa anymore, but the dry corpse was still there, they transported the corpse back and carried it to the Sang family master in person.

The head of the Sang family looked at the corpses placed in the courtyard and frowned deeply: "This was found in the city?" ”

"Yes." A Sang family guard dressed as a businessman said, "It's in front of a tea shop on Whitewater Street." ”

"Whitewater Street?" The head of the Sang family frowned, squatted down, and carefully examined the corpse, judging from the wounds and the death of the corpse, it seemed to be the handiwork of the Blood Rakshasa However, at the critical juncture when the Blood Rakshasa was breaking through, it was impossible to leave the Sang family.

"Who is the murderer?" The head of the Sang family asked.

The guard dressed as a merchant said: "The subordinates asked the people present, and they all said that it was a child, about three years old, thin and thin, wearing inappropriate clothes, and the material was very luxurious. ”

It's all nonsense in the back, and it's the point in the front.

The head of the Sang family's brows furrowed even tighter: "What did you say?" Is it a child? ”

"Yes!" Said the guard dressed as a merchant.

"How can it be a child?" The head of the Sang family muttered suspiciously, this is even more absurd than the ancestor of the Sang family quietly leaving the forbidden land, that is, the other party turned out to be a child, so in this way, it is a little rakshasa?

The head of the Sang family was puzzled: "Strange, the secret of cultivating the Blood Rakshasa is in the Sang family, only the Sang family can refine the Blood Rakshasa , where did that little thing come from?" ”

"Will it ...... Is it that the Sikong family also refined the Blood Rakshasa? The guard dressed as a merchant asked.

This speculation was quickly denied by the head of the Sang family: "Impossible, there is only one secret book, which has been obtained by the Sang family, and it is impossible for the Sikong family to refine the Blood Rakshasa!" Besides, even if he wants to refine, the Sikong family will not take a child to refine......"

"But we ...... Didn't refine the second Blood Rakshasa ...... "The guards dressed up by Shang Jia can also be regarded as the confidants of the Sang family master, otherwise he would not hold an important position, and he knows all about the Blood Rakshasa up and down, so he really can't remember when they refined another Blood Rakshasa again?"

It's not that I haven't tried it, but ...... The Blood Rakshasa has a strong sense of territory, and will not allow a second of its kind to appear around him, and the Blood Rakshasa secretly refined by the Sang family has been killed by the ancestor of the Sang family.

The head of the Sang family has always firmly believed that except for the Sang family, no one can refine the Blood Rakshasa anymore, if it is not for them, then there is only one possibility.

The head of the Sang family looked in the direction of the forbidden land, squinted his eyes and said, "I'll just say how he went crazy a few days ago, and he shouted for me to let him out...... It turned out that the rakshasa that he raised himself was lost? Oh, it's so tightly hidden! ”

The guards dressed as Shang Jia looked at the forbidden land strangely, and then at the head of the Sang family, and his eyes widened: "The head of the family, what do you mean......"

The head of the Sang family didn't answer his words, and he didn't think about how the Blood Rakshasa raised a little Rakshasa under his nose, these processes are not important, the results are important.

He smiled smugly: "Thanks to the little thing that ran away, it was in a hurry to find it, and it broke through at once...... There is such a big thing, our Sang family got the news, and the Sikong family must know that the little Rakshasa can't fall into their hands, otherwise it will be troublesome, you quickly take someone to find the little Rakshasa , no matter what method you use, you must catch it back for me! ”

"Yes!"

"Wait!"

The head of the Sang family thought of something, and advised: "Act in secret, don't startle the snake, let the Sikong family find out." ”

The Sikong family may not have guessed the matter of the little rakshasa so quickly, but if they look for it with great fanfare, it will arouse the suspicion of the Sikong family, and the ancestor is at the critical juncture of the breakthrough, and he does not want to cause extraneous branches.

The guards dressed as Shang Jia weighed it, selected a few clever guards and a middle-level Shura King who suppressed his strength, and went non-stop.

Since the Sang family has refined the Blood Rakshasa, they have a way to find the Blood Rakshasa, and sure enough, in less than half an hour, they found the traces of the little Rakshasa.

The little rakshasa was sitting on a desolate ancient well, his calves and legs hanging down in the well, swaying back and forth.

If it weren't for the movement of the blood compass, it would hardly be difficult for the Sang family guards to imagine that this skinny little poor would be a ferocious and violent little rakshasa.

Everyone exchanged glances, took out the blood pills they had prepared early in the morning and put them on the ground one by one.

The little rakshasa smelled the aroma of the blood pill, turned his head suddenly, and after seeing that it was the blood pill, he jumped over and picked up the blood pill one by one with his small hands, and when it was halfway through, it caught a glimpse of an iron cage.

It went berserk in an instant, baring its teeth and throwing out all the blood pills!

However, it was too late, and the black iron net on the top had already fallen towards it.

If in its heyday, such a net could be torn with its bare hands, but now its power is sealed by most of the longevity formula, so it has to fall to the ground and roll out!

The master of the Sang family didn't know the original strength of the little rakshasa, and was still sighing at their speed, and they still let this little thing escape.

Thankfully, they still have a trick.

The masters unleashed the bows and crossbows they carried with them, which were specially used to restrain the Blood Rakshasas, and the overwhelming arrows shot out, forming a dense rain of arrows in mid-air.

The little rakshasa was hit by an arrow in the back, fell heavily to the ground, and threw himself seven or eight feet forward, his body was worn out, and he finally hit the corner of the wall and stopped.

The pain brought by the dark iron arrow to the little rakshasa was fatal, and the little rakshasa's whole face turned white, and his body trembled slightly.

The masters of the Sang family stepped forward and looked at it expressionlessly, fearing that it would fight back, they did not grab it with their hands, but took a black iron hook, hooked its pipa bone, and dragged it on the ground.

Blood dragged the floor.

The little rakshasa hurts.

Just when the masters of the Sang family were about to drag the little Rakshasa into the iron cage, the little Rakshasa who was about to faint suddenly grabbed the hook and jumped up without knowing the strength, knocking down the master of the Sang family!

It snapped off the chain on the hook and swooped away!

"Chase!" The guards dressed as businessmen shouted!

The little rakshasa was dripping with blood on his body, which was really not difficult to trace.

When the little rakshasa crossed an alley and arrived at the mouth of the alley, he was suddenly beaten down by an iron rod!

The master of the Sang family pounced, and the little Rakshasa gritted his teeth and jumped onto the roof.

The masters chased after each other.

The little rakshasa lost so much blood that it fell off the roof, the black iron arrows on its back and the iron hooks on its lute bones embedded deeper into its body.

It was half-lying on the ground, struggling a few times, and could not get up again.

It whimpered in despair.

The masters of the Sang family followed the bloody breath in the air and came to the place where the little rakshasa fell, but they were angry to find that someone had taken the lead, and they saw a carriage stopped in front of the alley, and the coachman jumped off the ground, wrapped the little rakshasa in his coat, and carried the little rakshasa into the carriage.

The four horses used in the carriage were all high-quality horses, and they chased them very hard, but in the end they still caught up.

They blocked the carriage in its way.

The guard dressed as a merchant said, "Hand over the people!" Otherwise, you're welcome! ”

"Delivery...... What do you pay? The little disciple asked weakly, he looked at the people around him, and said boldly, "This, this, so many people are watching, which one of you are from?" What do you do with my carriage? ”

The guard dressed as a merchant didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so he stepped into the carriage, lifted the curtain, and coldly took away the coat that covered the little rakshasa!

Xiaobao stuck his tongue out at him.

Hello Hello Hello!

The guard's eyes sank: "Oops! Hit the trick! ”

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