Wan Jiang raised his hand and thanked the girl in the midst of his busy schedule, then turned around with a blank head and ran towards the passage.

She ran very quickly, but she didn't look at the road, Xiao Qi's eyes on the opposite side widened, and she just raised her hand and pointed at her feet to remind her of something, and the next second she fell steadily to the ground.

Fortunately, there is no debris in this land, or she may have become a ghost again.

Wan Jiang touched the ankle that was hurt by the fall, and didn't care about checking the injury, so he got up quickly with the wall next to him, and walked forward step by step with the pain.

Xiao Qi saw that the injury on her hand was just right, and her foot was injured again, and she couldn't help sighing: "When did you get rid of the problem of not looking at the road when you reached a critical time?" ”

Wanjiang limped in the direction where he was standing.

Now that Xiao Qi says anything, she doesn't have time to go back, and she also admits that she just heals the scar and forgets the pain, how about it? What's the problem?!

She glared at Xiao Qi, who had been watching the show, only to see a trace of consternation suddenly cross Xiao Qi's face, and Wan Jiang's heart tightened.

Not good!

Thinking about her, he quickly looked at her feet, thinking that there was nothing under her feet, why did Xiao Qi have a hellish expression.

Suddenly, her back was instantly pressed by an extremely hot and slimy object, and the next second she clearly saw a pair of huge arms appear in front of her eyes.

Then, when she came back to her senses and wanted to run, she was already tightly hugged by the greasy old man behind her.

Knock knock knock!

Wan Jiang desperately pushed the old man's hand out, but how could her strength be greater than that of a man who was still a grade older and grew stronger.

Even if he gritted his teeth and exerted his strength to feed, those vicious hands did not move at all.

"Your uncle!"

Wan Jiang couldn't help but scold, raised his elbow up, aimed at the old man's stomach and was about to hit it, "bang-", and the door of the room was opened without knowing which room.

She raised her head and looked towards the source of the sound, but she didn't see anyone coming for a long time, and the anger in her heart suddenly went up.

It's going to be a crime, and no one cares about it?!

She turned her head and swept behind her with her peripheral vision, and vaguely saw the shadows of some people, but the group of people didn't come up to help.

Wan Jiang's cheeks stiffened, and she was angry and wanted to scold, but before she could speak, a familiar shadow entered her sight.

It was the shadow of the Nine Palaces, even if it turned to ashes, she would recognize it.

In an instant, Wan Jiang, who was still like a shrew in the last second, wanted to scold and beat people and even kill people, but the next second he became pitiful, tears came out when he said it, and even his voice became delicate.

"Help."

"Wanjiang?!"

Sure enough, Jiudian recognized her as soon as he heard her voice, and at this time, the guards of the Drunken Shuyuan also came in with him, and he immediately rushed to the scene of the crime with someone.

The old man also seemed to hear the voice of the Nine Palaces, and his hand immediately spread out when he heard the footsteps, but how could Wan Jiang let him go so easily.

She was lying on the wall like a reptile, her nails clutching the old man's exposed arms, saying nothing to let him go.

When the Nine Palaces were about to walk here, the old man realized that he seemed to have provoked someone who shouldn't be provoked, and he wanted to explain, but before he could say a word, Wan Jiang let out a loud cry and completely covered his voice.

She ran over and hugged the Nine Palaces who came over, pretending to be weak and tightly tied him, her head was right at the mouth of his heart, and she could clearly hear his rapid heartbeat.

"Nine halls, I'...... I'm scared. ”