The indomitable and steadfast between his eyebrows irritated the enemies who were holding him.

That's what it looks like!

Whether it was Ye Bing or Ye Weilan, they always had such pride between their eyebrows, and it seemed that no suffering could defeat them.

Let her, a person like her who has been crawling in the mud since she was a child, be so jealous that she has no place to embarrass herself.

She was mad to destroy this pride, to see them fall to the mud and struggle.

"Know why I was able to find you?" The woman's voice carried an eerie mockery.

Xiao Yechen was cold, and she could vaguely guess what she would say, and there was a trace of horror in her eyes.

"How can I find you if no one has tipped me off?"

"No one turned the road here in advance, how could you end up in a desperate situation?"

"No one lured you, how did you end up in the sea?"

"Little fool, you have been deceived!"

Every word seemed to hit Xiao Yechen's heart, deafening, he was like falling into an ice cellar, but he still stubbornly refused to show a trace of submission.

With sharp and cold eyes, he slowly looked at the little girl in the corner.

Xiao Qinghuan was holding a very large stone in her hand, this was the only weapon she could find, she seemed to be about to smash Long Qianya, but she was frightened by Xiao Yechen's expression.

With a "thud", the stone fell and hit her own foot.

Her eyes were blank, as if she didn't understand why Xiao Yechen suddenly looked at her with such unfamiliar eyes.

He wasn't much pampering to her, but he was definitely friendly.

"Little brother......" Her voice was unconsciously frightened, and she cried at Long Qianya: "Villain, let him go......"

The child's voice is childish, and there is no shadow of deception.

How could there be such a clever liar who even deceived Ye Weilan and Qi Ye?

Is it possible?

Xiao Yechen hesitated.

Long Qianya sneered: "Don't believe it? ”

She pulled off the hairpin that tied Xiao Qinghuan's hair and pinched it: "Look what this is?" ”

The red fruit hairpin, taking off the outer layer of skin, is a hardcover tracker inside.

Xiao Yechen's newly softened heart became even colder.

He looked at Xiao Qinghuan, and there was an extra layer of resentment in his eyes.

"I ......" Xiao Qinghuan was pierced by his eyes and took two steps back, with a white face: "I don't know ......"

The world she lives in is very simple, and she can't even understand what it is, but she can guess that it must be related to Xiao Yechen's hatred of her.

"Little brother, don't believe her, I don't ......," she tried to explain.

That hairpin was put on her head by her mother the day she left.

She didn't say that.

Long Qianya looked at the little girl with a pale face, a flower-like delicate face, and big frightened eyes, which made her think of Ye Weilan's other child who slipped away from her hands.

Once, she almost killed the little girl.

Resentment quietly crept up to the bottom of her heart, she looked at the little girl, and asked repeatedly: "You dare to say that you don't know?" ”

A hint of weirdness appeared on her face: "We asked you to come to Dad." ”

"When there is danger on the road, we are always helping you."

"You, a three-year-old child, can safely cross two empires to the Eastern Regions without our help?"

"It was we who single-handedly sent you to this mother and son, Ye Weilan's noble and disgusting character, how could she turn a blind eye to a lost little lamb like you?"

"Look, how can you deny it?"