There was a lot of silk wrapped around the fence, and there were even fine silk flowers attached to it, but the god always thought that it was a wooden cage cruelly holding the young beasts.

In the eyes of Wan Jianxin behind her, those fences are the bars of the women's prison, and the difference between inside and outside is freedom and dignity.

And inside the fence like a wooden dragon, a little girl sat on a small stool with her back to the goddess and cried.

She cried sadly, but it was only the cry of a child, and to the goddess, it was more like the cry of a young beast waiting to be fed.

"Girl...... Help me...... Save Ayaro!" The little girl's voice sounded like a beast cub in a trap, soft and helpless, and many hunters would not take their prey because it would be too cruel and against the will of the Divine - this was the same simple and simple rule in the simple and simple world in Shinhime's mind.

She didn't hear the girl crying and complaining, because the girl's almost pure Gusu accent sounded like a foreign language to Shenji—she even wondered what the girl was chanting, like the inconsequential words that her brother had written in pinyin a long time ago.

For spells, Shen Ji has always thought of them as pastime games, such as silver spells that can make water rise and become a thin line of water to fly high in the air, or spray others, such as making fallen leaves dance, etc., except for the killing spells she saw her brother use sometime last year, she has never seen any decent spell attacks, and she herself hunts with weapons and bullets. In her consciousness, the spell is the game, and the little girl is playing the game when she is reciting the spell, but how can she continue to play the game while crying?

"What are you crying about!" she leaned over curiously, asking through the fence, her voice was not loud, but on this misty morning, it seemed particularly abrupt, and even Wan Jianxin felt that it was likely that the whole street had heard this sentence.

The little girl was so frightened that she jumped up and the stool overturned.

"Mother bustard! don't dare anymore! never again—" The girl instinctively begged for mercy, but was interrupted by a bright "Hey!" from behind her.

The little girl's begging for mercy suddenly stopped, and she turned around timidly, and a very beautiful young lady appeared in front of her, which could really be as beautiful as her own girl, but in the eyes of the little girl, she exuded a strange atmosphere from head to toe, like a playmate who occasionally passed by in a distant city. The little girl saw that the little girl in front of her didn't seem to be much older than herself, and the clothes were not gorgeous at all, and the leather clothes on her body made her look very much like a nomad from the north, coupled with the desolate temperament of indulging in the forest and grassland, so that the little girl who was used to serving Lin in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, and the little girl who was used to seeing the silk brocade almost instinctively thought that she was just a girl from a civilian family, and maybe even a little maid who went out to run errands. The little girl looked timidly left and right, and when there was no one around, she boldly approached the fence, and said half-aggrieved and half-coquettishly: "I miss my master." ”

"Master?" "Master?" Shen Ji was almost electrocuted when she heard the word, "You-you used to be-" Wan Jian Xin behind Shen Ji could hear it, and Shen Ji's tone was filled with sympathy and righteous indignation.

Wan Jianxin thinks that he understands Shenji, he knows that Shenji has no concept of slave in her mind at all, she is simply that people are people, animals are animals, and everyone in the world is the same, they all have to work by themselves, and they all have to live freely and freely. The so-called "not a family" does not enter the door, and the simple and naïve thoughts of the god are similar to the sacred and noble civilization in Yinchen's mouth, and they do not recognize the rationality of slaves.

"I used to be a maid in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion of Chongwang Mansion, my master's surname is Lin, she is a very good girl, she is good to me, I think if it weren't for the sudden raid of Chongwang Mansion by the imperial court, I would never leave my girl in my life, she is like a big sister......"

The little girl said to the god in a Pershing accent, and now the god could understand, and nodded lightly outside the fence, the little girl was a real sensitive person, and when she heard the god speak like a Pershing accent, she answered with a Pershing accent.

Shen Ji suddenly felt a very threatening momentum coming from behind, and that momentum was as vast as the sea and raging like the wind. Like a dragon churning on the raging waves of the sea under the storm. That's right, that's the breath of the dragon, not the breath of the earth dragon or the flying dragon, the god who came out of the dragon valley has been different from the past few months in just a few months, I don't know a few people, but I know all kinds of monsters, she has also eaten the mud in the swamp, and she is naturally familiar with the breath of the dragon, but the breath of the dragon that comes from behind is cleaner, purer, and grander.

Shen Ji tilted her head slightly, did not turn around, and held the umbrella with both hands that actually did not have any special mechanism, and the water droplets on the umbrella slowly condensed into steel balls under the action of her soul energy.

Wan Jianxin behind her looked shocked when he saw the shining steel ball, it was the first time he had seen such a strange battle spirit ability. The young number one swordsman in the world stepped forward calmly. The fluctuations on his and Shenhime's bodies had already disturbed the surrounding water vapor, and blue ripples were visibly scattered in the air with the naked eye.

Ayara, who had never seen Kamihime or Wan Kenshin, saw a white-clothed swordsman approaching with sharp eyes and instinctively retreating backwards, her tiny legs trembling violently, but she still refused to fall.

"Are you from Lin Xuanchen's sister's room?" Wan Jianxin crossed the Shenji and walked directly to the fence, his right hand had already let go of the hilt, because at this time he didn't feel that there was anyone else around besides Shenji.

Even if there is, how many moves can you block his ten thousand sword hearts?

When she heard the words "Lin Xuanchen", the little girl's eyes suddenly lit up with infinite light, which was too dazzling, too pure, too holy, and too heartbreaking. Wan Jianxin had to look away slightly and look away for the time being. Before he could react, the light in the little girl's eyes was the first light of creation—hope.

"I'm Ayaluo in Miss Lin's room, does the eldest brother know where the girl is now?"

"She's looking for you, looking for you everywhere, she asked me to come to you, and now that I've found you, I'm going to go in and take care of your affairs. Wan Jianxin's gaze fell on Ayara's face again, and then he was embarrassed to see the little girl laugh violently first, then sniff, and cry out with a wow:

"Big brother, get me out——"

"I'll get you out right away—" Ten Thousand Sword Heart's forehead was bruised, and at this moment, the little girl's loud cry alarmed the people in the Sect Division, and many footsteps were converging here.

Wan Jianxin didn't bother to say a word to Shenji, and immediately dodged and rushed towards the gate of the sect division, but things changed far more than he estimated.

"It's not right to be a slave to a man! It's not right! A man is a man, and a beast is a beast! A man can raise a beast as a beast of war, but a man can't raise a man as a beast of war! This is not right!" the goddess cried out as if greatly stimulated, stretched out a pair of hands that looked very slender, grasped the wrought iron fence of the sect division, and gently divided them to both sides—

Click!

Wan Jianxin immediately stopped his feet, turned his head with black lines on his forehead, and the two iron pillars in front of Shenji were directly twisted and broken, and she threw them into the street like throwing waste bamboo poles.

It was an iron pillar the thickness of an adult woman's arm! Even if Wan Jian Xin could only use the treasure holy weapon in his hand to slash it with a sword when his soul qi exploded, and directly break it with his hands? Could it be that Shen Ji's arm strength was the same as that of worshipping hell!

"What kind of person, do you know what place this is!" The stern shouts finally came from the footsteps that were getting closer and closer, and listening to the tone full of anger, Wan Jianxin knew that it was the officers and soldiers of the imperial court, to be precise, the officers and soldiers of the southern country—

Click!

The answer to this military master was the sound of two other iron pillars being twisted, and the sentence "Oops, the insect hunter forgot about the gong." The fourteen-year-old girl raised her hands at the same time and projected two twisted javelins.

Wan Jianxin chuckled in his heart, he could see that the technique was exactly the same as Feng Lieshan: "Isaac Divine Spear?"

The wind pressure exploded, the battle qi condensed, and more than a dozen agile and majestic figures appeared in the courtyard, and in the next second, the protective battle qi that almost condensed into a liquid shield shattered, and the protective battle qi penetrated by the iron pillar with a sharp section, penetrated the stainless steel chain mail, and penetrated the flesh and blood, and the two soldiers who rushed to the front were killed in this sudden attack, and they didn't even say anything about the opening statement.

"Come with me, I'll take care of you in the future!" Shen Ji's voice was extremely gentle, and the gentleness made Wan Jian Xin jealous. For the first time, Wan Jianxin heard Shenji's voice so gentle, so like a mother who dotes on her children. In front of Wan Jianxin, Shenji will always be the female companion who is about to leave, the innocent and naughty little sister.

Kamihime got through the gap in the fence and came to Ayara, and reached out and took Ayara in her arms, but Ayara didn't resist, because she could feel that this young lady was for her good, and she really wanted to help her-

The officials and soldiers surrounded them, but they did not attack, the dress of the goddess was too northern, it was difficult for people not to be regarded as the daughter of the chief who came to the south from the northern nomadic tribes to play, her character is also like those girls on the grassland, willful and pungent, in the south where the northerners as a whole are imprisoned by the southerners at a higher level, even the officers and soldiers of the imperial court do not dare to make trouble easily.

When Wan Jianxin saw this, he turned back and entered the courtyard of the Teaching Workshop Division through the gap, although he was a standard southerner and a southern swordsman's dress, but his clothes were quite high-grade, and at first glance he was either rich or expensive or both rich and expensive. In the past six months, although Wan Jianxin has spent most of his time practicing swords, he has also slowly groped to pick up the withered Wanjia industry and re-operate it.

"Shenji, don't be impulsive, it's me. Wan Jianxin finally had a chance to talk to Shenji, and Shenji turned around with Ayara in her arms, and her white silver eyes projected the innocent light that made Wan Jianxin extremely intoxicated: "What are you doing here?"

"Save her. Wan Jianxin pointed at Ayaluo, and then said to those officers and soldiers: "Call the old bustard out!"

His attitude towards the officers and soldiers was very blunt, and his tone was arrogant and violent, like a rich boy who was used to being high. The leader of the officers and soldiers glanced at the jade pendant on Wan Jianxin's body, and the anger of his dead subordinates immediately turned into a flattering laughter: "Childe wait a minute! Childe can go to the lobby and sit down first-"

"No need, I'll just wait here. "Wan Jianxin didn't want to enter the lobby of the Sect Division, or he definitely didn't want to let Shenji enter that kind of place.

"What kind of place is this? Look at you as if you know that this little sister is here?" Shen Ji leaned over and looked at Wan Jianxin's face carefully like a curious baby, and then in Wan Jianxin's frightened expression, he leaned over very intimately, sniffling slightly, and asked him about the smell on his body.

"You're not the same as you used to be!"

"Uh...... What, what's the difference?" Wan Jianxin's face flushed.

"It's just different, just like me, fused with the soul of a war beast?"

"yes. Wan Jianxin tried his best to avoid embarrassment, but his legs seemed to be mounted on the ground, and he couldn't move a single bit: "That's [Haiyin]." ”

"Haiyin. Shen Ji took a step back slightly, pretending to be knowledgeable and nodded, "I've heard of it, but I haven't seen it." ”

While he was talking, another group of people appeared outside the destroyed fence, it was a reinforcement team led by Zhang Baisheng, there were five of them, in addition to Zhang Baisheng, Yi Xuanzi and Li Xiaomeng, they also followed the Tianfang Swordsman and Wang Chunlai.

The five of them stood outside, looking at Wan Jianxin in amazement and talking very close to a very strange and beautiful girl, who was still holding another trembling little girl in her arms, and she couldn't see her face for the time being. Not to mention others, even Zhang Baisheng didn't know that there was a girl in the world who could bully into such a close distance as Wan Jianxin.

Although Wan Jianxin is arrogant and fierce, he is quite conservative in the affairs of men and women, and he has visited the kiln in prison, but he has not done it once. He kept at least two feet away from any woman.

"Brother Wan!" Zhang Baisheng called tentatively, he who wanted to relieve the embarrassment felt even more embarrassed at this time, the idea of male and female defense is deeply rooted in the oppression of everyone in this world, even Zhang Baisheng is not exempt from vulgarity-

Wan Jianxin felt that his legs suddenly had strength again and could move, but he didn't make any moves, and didn't even pay attention to Zhang Baisheng, just turned his head to look at the officials and soldiers who refused to retreat and the old bustard who came in from the gap between the officials and soldiers.

"The old bustard is already in his fifties, right?or sixty?" Wan Jianxin didn't know, and he wasn't in the mood to know, he wasn't even in the mood to look at the old bustard.

This old bustard of the Sect Division of Yingtianfu was covered with thick powder, and it looked like a thick chalky brick wall, and there was no feeling of flesh and skin at all, so that it didn't take long for the rouge brush to fall off on her face, making her face pale like a demon. Her body was also bloated and twisted, as if she had used a discarded napkin. The aura emanating from her body made Wan Jianxin very annoying, because that aura was exactly the same as Chu Fan'er's breath, filled with the smell of copper and debauchery without distinction. Of course, Wan Jianxin knew that not all Qinglou women in the world were disgusting, but most of the bustards, especially the old bustards of the government-run education department, must be the so-called "social shame".