Father God seems to be asleep, and it seems to be pretending to sleep.

She quietly walked over, ready to cover his father's quilt, and when she held the corner of the quilt in her hand, Shen Xiaolin's eyes opened in an instant, and the inside was clear, revealing a sharp light, as if to see people through.

The eagle of yesteryear is still there, but with folded wings and feet.

Shen Xiaolin stared at Shen Lian, as if he wanted to speak, but it was difficult to speak.

"Dad, are you going to tell me something?"

Shen Xiaolin said a few words in a vague voice.

"Dad, did you ask where Mom went?"

Shen Xiaolin closed his eyes, and he was right, because he had recently discovered that his wife often did not return home at night.

"I don't know, I'm here to find my mother."

Shen Xiaolin said vaguely and with great difficulty.

Shen Lian listened for a while before he understood, "Dad, are you asking me to pay attention to my mother these days?" ”

Dad bowed slightly.

"Okay, Dad, I'll see tomorrow."

After covering his father with a quilt, he went out.

Hotel.

Du Meiying and her subordinates are seeing her lover upside down, this middle-aged woman has drowned inside, the more brave Liu Tiansheng is, the more she looks down on Shen Xiaolin in her heart.

"Is there any news from there?"

"It's been reported, the person has been taken to Brother Wren, and now I'm afraid he has become a rotten corpse!"

Du Meiying laughed heartily, "Okay, very good, this family will only be ours in the future." ”

Then the tone changed, revealing softness and intensity, and it was the man who attacked more violently.

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Crossing the border.

It's a forest.

It was already more than 9 o'clock in the evening, and the moon was dark, so Mu Chenye got off the bus in our area, and then changed to walking.

Although it was night, there were patrols on both sides during the fighting.

The man chose to sneak in the middle of nowhere, but there was no doubt that the journey was longer and more difficult.

With Shenqu'er by her side, she really wanted to appear, but she also understood that it didn't have much advantage for her side.

Hiding in the shadows can better protect this man.

The man walked slowly and quickly, cautiously moving forward.

After a little more than a moment, they finally saw the light.

Judging by the speed at which the second group of people arrived during the day, this stronghold should be theirs.

Mu Chen was hidden in the dark at night, and at the door of the house sat two militiamen who were drinking strong wine and holding guns.

The man pulled out his gun, ready to finish the two as fast as he could.

Who knows, before he took out the gun and pulled the trigger, he vaguely saw a white mist suddenly drifting in the air in front of him, and the white mist enveloped the person, and then the two people collapsed to the ground.

Due to the dark sky, Mu Chenye was not sure if it was the cause of the white fog, and the normal reasoning thought that it was drunk.

The man walked towards the fainted two, raised his foot and kicked it, but did not react at all, and fell asleep as if he had died.

A hint of strangeness flashed in Mu Chenye's heart, he didn't have time to think about the strangeness of things, and walked directly towards the courtyard.

The courtyard was not very large, and when the man glanced around, a look of anger flashed on his cold face, and he quickly walked towards a corner.

In the corner, on a thick tree that grows in a winding way, hangs a man, a dead man covered in whip marks.

His face had been washed, and he was a young man with a fairly clean countenance.