Silent night, blood-red halls. The screaming finally stopped. The woman on the side was so tired that she bent over with tears and snot and kept sneezing. Manly keeps wiping the tears that always roll down him, such a look that violates the image of a man is really unusual.

In the atmosphere of violence, Han Qian walked casually downstairs.

"Yu Hanqian, why don't you help your brother upstairs?" Yu Zhiqi roared with blurred tears. After roaring, he glanced disdainfully at the dying son on the ground, covered in blood. He's not depressed, he's so thin that he's prone to big problems.

"Yes, Father." Han shallow replied.

Yu Zhiqi turned around and went back to his bedroom, Pan Youfan snorted coldly and followed in.

Han Qian bent down and helped up his half-dead brother Yu Zijing. There is no mercy. His legs trembled, and the place he was holding on to was cold hurt all over his body. But he can't lie down in the hall, should he lie here and continue to be beaten?

After Han Qian helped Yu Zijing to his bedside, his weak self was also dizzy, and he sloppily threw him on his own bed. She propped up the foot of the bed with one hand to stabilize her blood sugar.

She walked relentlessly towards the door.

"Yu Hanqian~" Yu Zijing shouted in a trembling voice of pain, "You, why are you doing this to me?" He hated, but he didn't dare to hate. He is not as fierce as his father and mother, and he is not as smart as his sister.

Han Qian turned around and looked at Yu Zijing, who was lying on the bed, her clothes had long become strips of cloth. She walked over, sat down sideways in front of him, looked him in the eye, and patted him lightly on his already scarred back.

"Ah~" Yu Zijing screamed in pain, beads of sweat on her head. He gritted his teeth and looked at the devilish sister in front of him.

"Don't you know? What you taught me, bullying the weak, can make me happy~" Han Qian's eyes were extremely proud, and he stood up again with a graceful posture.

She kept her eyes on him and exited his bedroom. It was a kind of cowardly look, as if Han Qian wanted to remember such a cowardly look in his heart. Only the weak will bully the weaker. In this way, he can prove his strength.

She went back to her bedroom and opened the window with relief. The smell of blood in the nose quickly dissipated. Looking out the window, the faint lights in the courtyard were on, as if it was the hope that illuminated her future.

Early in the morning, she took the cloak to the 24-hour pawnshop and exchanged it for 6,000 Condor coins. For a period of one month, it will not be redeemed after expiration, and the pawnshop will deal with it by itself.

She knew that the cloak would soon find its way into high society. When the time comes, Shesphine will definitely come to settle accounts with herself. However, she couldn't care about that much.

It was still early, and she walked through the edge of the forest, listening to the jubilation, and circled the edge of the cliff to the back of the temple.

"Miss, are you here?" Sitting on a large rock on the edge of the cliff, Silver Bell heard footsteps and immediately stood up and turned around. She sat here all night and did not go up to the front of the temple to play.

Han Qian looked at the silver bell, which was 3 or 4 centimeters taller than herself, stroked her poor face, and then took out a condor ticket worth 1,000 condor coins from her waist.

"Take it and ask the overseer for two months' leave, and then wait for me at a hidden place outside the Yujia Castle." After saying that, she took Silver Bell's hand and stuffed the Condor ticket into her hand.

Soul Lockers can take a leave of absence, provided that they are turned in Condor Coins. It can be said that one in 10,000 soul locking slaves will not have Condor coins, unless they are house slaves.

"No, miss." Silver Bell threw herself to her knees again. The big round eyes looked at Han Qian pitifully, "Miss, I'm already dead, don't bother anymore, it's not worth it." ”

"Get up~" Han Qian frowned and ordered angrily.

Yinling immediately stood up like a robot entering instructions. "Miss~"

"Since I am your master, you must listen to me." Han Qian said helplessly. Who makes himself a modern man, unable to see death without saving.

Silver Bell stood still and did not speak. She knew that she had caused Yu Hanqian a lot of trouble, but she couldn't resist her young lady's order. In her heart, Yu Hanqian is her only master.

"Go quickly~" Han Qian urged.

Silver Bell nodded vigorously and ran away with tears in her eyes.

Han Qian looked at her back, his heart was also a mess, and his brows were furrowed. She doesn't know what her fate will be, just as she doesn't know what her fate will be.

Let her go and ask for leave, and after getting the pass, find a place to settle down before making plans. 5,000 Condor coins are only enough to buy once, and in most cases, you can't get rid of the fetal medicine, which is too risky. Settle down for two months first, although the two months are very tight, but there is still hope. That's all it can be for now.

She also turned around and walked in the direction of the Yu family, the ancient castle was empty without the soul locking slaves who were waiting. Back in the bedroom, he wrote a letter. hurriedly packed a few clothes, including the one given to her by Pan Youfan. Then he went downstairs with the suitcase.

After such a toss last night, Yu Zhiqi and Pan Youfan must still be asleep. She put the letter on the desk in her study and went out with her suitcase. In fact, she also wished that the two of them would either sleep or be confused. Otherwise, it is impossible to predict whether there will be many dreams at night and some different kind of incident.

As soon as Han Qian walked out of the gate of the ancient castle, the silver bell greeted him with a face. She deliberately used mud to make her face, afraid that Yu Zhiqi would suspect something when she saw it.

"Miss~" She greeted Yu Hanqian, but her eyes were fixed on a certain room in the castle.

Yu Hanqian was very angry, and he spoke for her last night. Her current eyes let her know that the girl in front of her is so uncompromising. "Are you still thinking about him?"

Yinling retracted her gaze, bowed her head and said, "The slave doesn't dare~"

Han Asa handed her the box. "Let's go~" said to himself, walking forward.