"Run, run again if you have the ability!"

Wang He looked at the two people who were blocked in the alley, approaching step by step, a cruel smile appeared on his face, and deliberately fell on the little girl: "This is your daughter, right?

"My lord, beware of the thief's dying struggle!"

Seeing that the man's eyes were fierce and his murderous intent was revealed, Wang He's subordinates protected him left and right, and whispered a warning.

"It's okay!"

Wang He sneered.

Just like a cat and a mouse, the thief's greatest ability is to run.

Caught the tracks, are you afraid that these two thieves, one big and one small, with a weak breath, will not be able to climb to the sky?

What's more, it's not easy to catch, and you can't miss such a God-given opportunity!

"Stand down!"

"Yes!"

The subordinates glanced at each other, not daring to offend Shangguan, so they could only retreat slightly.

The man's eyes flashed, but he didn't act rashly, and asked, "What is the purpose of the adults' pursuit of us?"

This is indeed his doubt.

Han has no reputation in the rivers and lakes, and because of his cautious actions, he is not on the government's wanted list.

He wondered why the embroidered imperial history would pull out a huge battle to hunt him and his niece.

"I want an ancient painting in your hand, hand it over obediently, and I'll let her live!"

Wang He pointed to the girl.

This is, of course, a deception.

With the consistent style of embroidered clothes, the people involved will inevitably end up very miserable.

Not to mention that this little girl is already sensible, even if it is a doll that has fallen to the ground, she will kill it correctly.

"Ancient paintings?"

The man understood, and suddenly let out a low sneer, and stretched his hand into his sleeve: "Thank you for informing, but you can't think of it!"

"Right on you?"

Wang He was not shocked or ecstatic, and laughed wildly: "Great!

If these two people are really tomb robbers, they often don't carry the stolen goods with them, and can only torture and interrogate, Wang He's move is to determine the location of the ancient paintings.

As for ruining, he wasn't worried.

Because the Thunderbolt Ancestor said that the painting was a rare treasure, and it was impossible for mortals to destroy it unless the immortal gods made a powerful move.

Sure enough, the other party fell for it.

"Rhombosa!"

However, the counter counts, and at the same time as the embroidered clothes Yushi pounced on the man, he shouted loudly, the little girl's cuffs rose, and the golden torrent suddenly appeared.

Swish!

It was a hundred Qiankun coins, and they were shot out in unison.

Such a value, placed in the mundane, is equivalent to directly smashing down a mountain of gold.

Throw it away!

At such a price, the effect was immediate, Wang He didn't even have time to react, he was pierced by the streamer, pierced through his chest and killed his eyes, and was cut with a thousand cuts!

"Your Excellency!"

"That's it?"

Wang He's subordinates exclaimed in exclamation and immediately turned around, while the man raised his eyebrows, all of them very surprised.

Although the embroidered clothes Yushi has done a lot of evil, it is indeed the elite of the selection in various fields, even if Qiankun throws a strong explosive force, he has no certainty of killing before, but he just does his best to obey the destiny of heaven, but he didn't expect Wang Hewai to be strong and dry, and hit it with one hit.

"Let's go!"

Even so, he also surged with hope, grabbed the little girl, cast the wind control magic trick, and left in an instant.

"Impossible! Impossible! I've pawned the martial arts, why did I still get ten days of yang shou in exchange?"

On the other side, Wang He fell in a pool of blood, his face was full of incomprehension in addition to the fear of death.

"No, what I have lost is not only martial arts, but also the response to the crisis......

"If it had been before, I wouldn't have died under such shoddy means......"

The next moment, when the pawn flashed in his mind, the boss's eyes seemed to be smiling, and he suddenly woke up.

But it was too late to regret it, his pupils dilated, and Wang He's consciousness fell into complete darkness.

"Envoy Wang!"

Pei Jian led the catcher to hurry, but he was a step slower, and he could only watch Wang He die, and his face changed miserably.

In all fairness, the development of the imperial history of embroidery for two hundred years has been transformed from a sharp sword in the hands of the Son of Heaven into a bloated decentralized institution.

The high-level colluded with traitorous ministers to deceive the Son of Heaven, the middle-level blackmailed hundreds of officials, and acted as a prestige, and the bottom level was even more tortured into a trick and did all kinds of evil, Wang He is one of the representatives.

Jingyang, as the son of the former Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, dared to be arrested on the street, and in his hands there were many people who died, and Pei Jian couldn't wait for Wang He to die.

But not here.

Not to mention dying in such a way.

The dignified embroidered royal history, was killed by thieves, and the entire city of Yuzhou was going to turn upside down, not to mention Pei Jian, and even his father-in-law Liu Chengshou was going to be in a catastrophe.

"Catch the thief!"

When Pei Jian roared hoarsely, the man and the girl had already come to the Chenghuang Temple in the southwest of the city.

"Uncle, have we eliminated harm for the people?"

The girl asked in a trembling voice.

Just now, she only knew that she was dragged away after the fight, and she didn't dare to look at Wang He's death.

But if you think about it, our move is inappropriate, the court is angry, I'm afraid it will affect the people of Yuzhou City!"

The man smiled bitterly, with a determination in his eyes, took off the girl's eye-catching red clothes, messed up her hair, made her look like a little beggar, and said word by word: "Take good care of yourself!"

"Uncle!"

The girl hugged him and burst into tears: "Daddy and mother have left me, you are my only relative in the world, don't!

"If I don't leave, more people will die! What's more, my Han clan has always had a short life, and it is difficult for even half a hundred to live, even if I escape this time, I will not be far from the limit!"

The man pushed her away ruthlessly, held her shoulders and said, "Lingsha, you not only have to live, but also enter the immortal mountain, seek the immortal way, extend your life, promise me!"

He was trying to set a goal for the girl in life.

"Good!

The girl cried and nodded, and with a light breeze blowing in front of her, her uncle Han Beikuang had disappeared without a trace.

"Live!"

Han Lingsha hid in the City God Temple for one night and walked on the streets of Yuzhou.

As far as the eye can see, there are many fewer pedestrians on the street, and an atmosphere of mountain rain coming and wind filling the building envelops the whole city, and Han Lingsha doesn't need to go to the city gate to observe, he knows that he will definitely not be able to get out.

When she returned to the temple and found that it was occupied by other beggars, she couldn't stay any longer, so she secretly cried for a long time and began to wander the streets and alleys.

She has a lot of mundane gold and silver in her purse, it's not that she can't live, but the inn is not daring to stay, and the top priority is to find a place to settle down and do a legitimate business.

Now there is a lot of noise in the city, she doesn't dare to go to a big place, once the inventory is checked, she always has to be exposed, and some industries can't do it, after all, she is still young, and she is a girl, and she doesn't have that coolie.

Early in the morning.

Cheng.

Looking at the plaque of the Yongan pawnshop from afar, Han Lingsha bit her lip, and was just about to step forward, when she saw the door squeak open, and a young man walked out with a birdcage.

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