However, today, Meng Li was bullied by the peripheral personnel of the Muhan family, whether it was the deliberate provocation of the Muhan family against the Halu family, or the small accident that occurred unintentionally.

Meng Lidu knew that if the Muhan family wanted the Halu family to give an explanation, the Halu family would not offend the Muhan family because of her, a little servant.

Qian Jiao didn't expect that what she did casually would involve the competition between the two family forces.

Changing into Meng Li's clothes, Lace's dinner was also served on the table.

The food was rudimentary, but Meng Li's family was welcoming.

It's just that in the face of the unique diet of Mojia Country, Qian Jiao was still a little unaccustomed to eating for a while.

She only ate a little.

In the evening, Qian Jiao inquired about the Louvre from Meng Li again, and vaguely mentioned the Dragon Phoenix Stone.

As a resident of Mojia Country, Meng Li of course knows a lot about the Dragon Phoenix Stone.

She only thought that Qian Jiao was a tourist who came to visit, so she couldn't help but proudly say to her: "The Dragon Phoenix Stone is a sacred relic of the Mojia Kingdom, and it has always been enshrined in the Louvre. ”

Qian Jiao frowned when she heard this, remembering what Liu Zifeng had said to her before, and couldn't help but think in her heart.

Is the whereabouts of the Dragon Phoenix Stone still in the Louvre as Meng Li said, or is it like Liu Zifeng said, it has disappeared at all?

"But how did I hear that the Dragon Phoenix Stone had long since disappeared in the turmoil of the Mojia Kingdom many years ago?"

Qian Jiao asked suspiciously.

Meng Li was surprised and incredulous when she heard this, and exclaimed, "How is this possible? The Dragon Phoenix Stone is a sacred relic of the Mojia Kingdom, how could it be missing? If it is missing, why doesn't the royal family look for it? The Muhan family, which supports the royal family, is the power of the Tiansha Organization, one of the three major forces in the Chaos State, and if the holy relic is missing, the Tiansha Organization will not let it go. ”

Qian Jiao frowned slightly when she heard this.

I remembered that when Liu Zifeng talked about the Dragon Phoenix Stone before, he once said that the forces of the Chaos State had successfully snatched the Dragon Phoenix Stone and then silently sent it back.

If what Meng Li said was true, it was likely that the Heavenly Demon Organization had snatched the Dragon Phoenix Stone.

In order to exchange for the Dragon Phoenix Stone, the Mojia Kingdom agreed that the Tiansha Organization would be stationed in the territory of the Mojia Kingdom, the most powerful force of the Muhan family, and they would benefit each other and communicate with each other.

Of course, it is also possible that the royal family has long been a puppet of the Tiansha organization at this time, and the sovereignty is the Tiansha.

Qian Jiao's heart turned a thousand times, but after all, she couldn't guess whether the Dragon Phoenix Stone was still in the Louvre.

In the middle of the night, the branches rose and fell silent in the chaotic slums.

Qian Jiao listened to the sound of Meng Li and her sister's even breathing, and made sure that they had fallen asleep, so she quietly got up and cautiously flashed out of the house.

According to the route of the Louvre that she had set out from Meng Li before, Qian Jiao stepped on the night and quietly touched it.

The night was a little dull, the streets without street lamps were faint in the moonlight, and the shadows cast by the low houses made people look a little hairy.

Bypassing a few streets, Qian Jiao finally saw a bright light in the distance.

The glow of the glowing yellow bulbs is a bit harsh, but far enough to make a clear view of the palace.

Compared with those low houses, I don't know how much taller and more prosperous the Louvre is, just like a huge monster, standing in the night.

Qian Jiao leaned against the shadow under the courtyard wall of a low house and looked in the direction of the Louvre.

Through those lights, she could clearly see the soldiers patrolling outside the city walls, a group of twelve men armed with guns, walking in a loop every five hundred meters.

On the railing of the palace, there are also soldiers with heavy machine guns waiting for them.

With such strict guards, if the space and ghosts are normal, and ten times more guards, Qian Jiao can also enter and exit the Louvre freely.

But now, the little ghost and the space can't be counted on, and it is almost impossible for Qian Jiao to use her mortal body to touch the Louvre.

Qian Jiao looked at the Louvre, which was close at hand but couldn't enter, lowered her eyes slightly, sighed lightly, and turned around and walked back directly.

Rounding a few streets, there was a sudden cacophony of commotion ahead.

Qian Jiao dodged against the shadow of a courtyard wall, and glanced at the scolding crowd, there were as many as ten strong men.

Although the clothes on their bodies look very old, judging from their burly figures, they must be people who are not easy to mess with.

Although Qian Jiao couldn't understand what they were saying, judging from their behavior, they were going out collectively in the middle of the night, but I was afraid that they wouldn't be doing anything good.

The chaos in the Mojia Kingdom also made Qian Jiao gain a lot of knowledge.

She quickly withdrew her gaze, not meddled, and looked for the way she came, and cautiously continued to walk.

When she passed through a low-rise slum house and finally came to the house of the Mon Li family, she heard a chaotic commotion in the distance.

Qian Jiao's steps forward paused, her eyes flashed slightly, and when she stepped again, her steps were unconsciously lighter.

When I got closer, I saw a lot of people watching outside the courtyard of Meng Li's house.

The courtyard was crowded by a group of burly strong men, and by the dim light, a slightly older woman among the strong men could be seen, prostrate on the ground, crying and kowtowing.

Two children, one older and one younger, hugged and cried not far from the woman.

Qian Jiao recognized at a glance that the woman kneeling on the ground was Meng Li's mother Les, and the two children who hugged and cried were Meng Li's younger brother and sister.

Qian Jiao's cold eyes flashed coldly, and her eyes quickly swept around the courtyard, and finally stopped in the corner of the wall.

Just one glance, the light in Qian Jiao's eyes became even colder.

I saw two sturdy men, restraining Meng Li, who was constantly struggling, laughing and tearing her clothes.

The dirty big palm reached into Meng Li's clothes unscrupulously, rubbing her body.

Meng Li cried helplessly, letting out a whimper of pain.

Qian Jiao clenched her fists and stood in the crowd watching outside the courtyard wall, her eyes flickering with coldness.

The strong men laughed and enjoyed the pleasure of abusing the weak.

The onlookers watched them numbly and indifferently, the occasional sympathy and indignation in their eyes quickly replaced by insensitive cowardice.

The strong men were laughing wantonly and ferociously, Qian Jiao bent down and grabbed a handful of stones on the ground, and threw them at the big men with her full strength.

Although it is only a few small stones, the force it has on the body is really not small.

Several big men were caught off guard by small stones, and their bodies couldn't help but pounce forward.

When they reacted that they had been attacked, the big men suddenly turned around and looked at the crowd with angry faces.

There are even more hot-tempered ones who are already speaking the local language and scolding loudly.

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