"Ling'er?" Nan Jing looked at his sister who was full of fear in front of him, and couldn't help but call softly, "Did you hear my brother's voice?" ”

Nan Ling didn't reply, and his eyes didn't fall on his body, this situation made Nan Jing a little panicked, and he turned to look at Eleven.

"Eleventh girl, I heard that you rescued Liu Zhutou, you must have a way to save Ling'er, right?" Nanjing's voice was full of pleading, and the next moment he knelt directly in front of Eleven and said, "Ling'er and I have been dependent on each other since childhood, and she is the only relative in the world, please save her." ”

This kneeling stunned everyone.

Nan Jing is humble and polite on weekdays, gentle as jade, and tall, even if he meets a princeling, he has never been afraid, I am afraid that only Nan Ling can make him a seven-foot man kneel and beg in this world.

Ye Junchen couldn't help frowning, he quickly grasped the point in Nanjing's words, and saved Liu Zhutou? What's going on?

Glancing around the room, it was clear that everyone knew about it, but he didn't.

Ye Junchen's gaze naturally fell on Han Xing not far away, the other party's face was a little pale, and there was not much fluctuation, this small change was enough for him to know that Han Xing had something to hide from him.

Eleven pursed the corners of his mouth, used all his strength to stand firm, and walked in the direction of Nan Ling step by step.

The weak and petite body, swaying from side to side, seemed to pass out on the ground in the next moment, everyone looked worriedly, but no one made a sound.

Eleven didn't pay attention to Nan Jing, she didn't have much strength anymore, and she didn't stop until she walked in front of Nan Ling.

"Miss Nan." Eleven called softly, "I'm in front of you." ”

"I ...... Why can't I see you? Nan Ling swallowed violently, looked around, and replied nervously.

At this time, everyone could see that Nan Ling could only hear the words of the eleventh girl, which was too weird.

"Miss Nan, I'll help you, but no matter what happens to you, you have to keep your current posture and don't move, you know?" Eleven said softly, "Before I let you go, be sure to hold on to the bedpost firmly." ”

"Hmm."

Hearing this, Nan Ling's hand grasping the bedpost couldn't help but tighten, and in order to ensure safety, the other hand also grabbed the bedpost.

"Hanxing, you go outside and ask, those catchers were born at three o'clock in the afternoon of the summer solstice, let them come over." Nan Ling glanced at Han Xing and commanded, "As soon as possible." ”

The corners of Han Xing's mouth moved twice, and he glanced at you Ye Junchen, and the other party nodded, and then went out to look for it.

Eleven could have easily rescued Nan Ling, but his consciousness began to blur, and he was afraid that he would not be able to hold on for a while, and there was a man with yang energy in the house, which could suppress some yin energy.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Han Xing returned, and there were more than a dozen catchers who entered the door with him.

It is worthy of Dali Temple, and more than 10 can be found from more than 1,000 catches, which can be regarded as the fate of the South Spirit.

According to Eleven's instructions, more than a dozen trappers surrounded the wooden bed, holding sabers, and using bronze mirrors to borrow the sunlight outside the window, the blade of the knife shone in the sunlight and refracted this light around the bed.

At this moment, Ye Junchen saw that there were signs of water flowing on the edge of the bed, not by law, as if he was avoiding the light reflected by the blade, and couldn't help but squint, wanting to see this strange scene.