Look at the back of the little girl's black head.

Rong Jian pursed the corners of her lower lips, leaned over helplessly and hugged her to lie down, and tucked the quilt for her.

He got up and put on his coat to extinguish the candlelight in the room.

In the dark, Fuyue not only has good eyesight, but also good ear power.

Aware of the sunken arc around him, and the sound of his muffled cough.

She frowned, and after he lay down, she rolled into his arms again, and noticed that the man's body stiffened in two, and then softened down to hug her and tuck the quilt for her.

Fuyue sighed and muttered in her heart.

How could this person be so gentle, unable to see even the slightest shadow of the god of war?

As she was thinking, the man suddenly whispered in her ear, "Sleep," and then there was no sound.

The corners of Fuyue's mouth twitched slightly, and then she remembered that this guy had always regarded herself as a little doll who didn't know what to do.

I don't know how much time has passed.

After feeling his steady breathing.

When half of Fuyue's body was about to stiffen, she rolled out of his arms.

He squinted at the wall for a moment, after really noticing that the man behind him was not moving.

Only then did he carefully get up from the bed without alarming the man.

Thinking about that painting in the daytime.

Under the dark vision, Fuyue briefly searched in the room, and found the album that had been put away at the head of the bed.

Cloaked.

She took the album and went out lightly.

Gathering his breath, Xiao Wu, who was sitting on the roof, heard this small movement, and almost instantly became energetic.

Sneak up on the same sneaky floating moon below.

Hooking his lips, he thought, this time he finally caught her handle.

As a result, I was thinking about it proudly.

She stood under the hallway and unfolded the painting she was holding.

This time, not only Xiao Wu saw the painting clearly, but Fuyue also saw it clearly.

When she saw the woman in the painting who was so familiar that she couldn't be more familiar, Fuyue's hand shook and almost caused the album to fall from the second floor.

It's good to catch it even if you catch it.

Just looking at the woman in the painting, she was still upset.

The cool breeze blew under the moon for a long time, and after Fuyue shivered back to her senses, she put away the painting, quietly returned to the room, and returned the painting to its original place.

Only then did he come out again, close the door and go back to his room after a long time of coming out.

But he changed into a set of black clothes, and disappeared into the night with a few joys.

Looking at the figure of the floating moon gradually moving away, Xiao Wu hesitated for a moment, and then chased him out.

He had been not far away from her, not too close, not to be discovered, not to be exposed.

It's just that soon, the floating moon disappeared directly into the night in a jump.

……

This compartment.

In a dilapidated ancestral hall in the town.

A blazing fire was burning in the middle.

And next to the fire were sitting three middle-aged men with tall horses and fierce faces.

Behind them, there were three burlap pockets.

The sacks were now open, revealing the pale little face of a child of about five or six years old, who was lying in a coma lying inside.

The three men were eating barbecue meat, swearing and swearing.

"Recently, another group of people in the city are also investigating our whereabouts."

"Isn't that strange, you say? We are all kidnapping children from ordinary families, what do you say the big men from that country do to us? ”

"You said that you are a big man, then ordinary people begging to go to him, naturally it is impossible to ignore it, no matter what, you have been careful when traveling recently, if something happens, I can't save you."