Zoya felt the carriage stop. Her hands and feet were tied with ropes, and her mouth was gagged. She could barely see the outside of the car through a small gap in the car.

The only thing that is certain is that the convoy has not yet reached its destination and is still in the wilderness. Not knowing why the convoy had stopped, she began to pray, praying that someone would save her, even though she knew the odds were low.

She knew exactly how many thugs there were in the convoy, and that they had killed her parents. Whenever she thought of the scene of her parents falling in front of her, her tears couldn't stop falling.

This is a bunch of beasts that exterminate humanity!

Just as she was crying, the other woman in the carriage gently patted her on the shoulder and said in an extremely firm voice, "Don't worry, everything will be fine." ”

......

"Little brother, do you have the matter?" asked Ian as the groom pulling the cart, who noticed a striking scar on his face, only covered by a hat, "We are a caravan, and we are in a hurry." ”

"Caravan?" Ian frowned, "What business?"

The groom was about to answer when a calm voice came into Ian's ears.

"Doing the sea business. ”

Ian turned his head and saw a middle-aged man with a charitable face, with a dark face, like a person who often toiled in the sun.

"Does the little brother want to go with us?" the middle-aged man smiled, "If you're going to Alder, the city of alchemy, we'd love to give you a ride." ”

Ian stared at the middle-aged man, who kept smiling at him, like a philanthropic elder looking at his immature junior.

After hesitating for a moment, Ian turned sideways: "No, I'm not going to Alder, I'm the opposite of your purpose. ”

"That's a shame. The middle-aged man nodded, "In that case, Gray, let's go." ”

Gray was the groom pulling the cart, and when he heard the middle-aged man's words, he snorted and raised his whip. The middle-aged man was about to return to his carriage, when Ian spoke again, "Are you from Port Sophia?"

The middle-aged man's figure paused, and then replied with a smile: "Of course, we are from Sophia Harbor, and we are all fishermen there. ”

"I've heard people say that the seafood in Sophia Harbor is not as good as that of Shaibe. Ian asked, as if chattering, "Is that so?"

"Oh no, no. The middle-aged man smiled and shook his head, "Although the seafood of Shaibei is good, it is far inferior to our Sophia Port. ”

"I see. Ian had a look of sudden realization, and the middle-aged man smiled and didn't say anything more. He was about to enter the carriage, only to find that the horses pulling the carriage had all curled up on the ground at some point, and they would not take a step forward no matter how much the groom swung his whip.

"When I left the port of Sofia two years ago, there were no more Shaibes there. Ian's voice reached the ears of the middle-aged man, "All the people in Sophia Harbor should know that Shaibe was destroyed by the sea monster, right?"

"I don't quite understand what you mean. The middle-aged man's face still maintained a smile, "I only arrived in Sofia Port last year, how can I know what happened two years ago?"

"Aren't you afraid of me?" Ian asked suddenly.

"Afraid of you? Oh no, no, you just have a special pair of eyes. The middle-aged man smiled, "But I believe you are a very good person." ”

"Really?" Ian chuckled, "It's rare for people to say that about me anymore, but I'm not happy to be told by someone like you." ”

The middle-aged man's smile slowly stiffened. He has been working very hard to maintain his inner emotions, and he has not let that trace of fear be revealed. In fact, when he looked at Ian, he felt a chill all over his body, as if he was standing in front of him not a handsome-looking teenager, but a vicious dragon, just like he saw.

He felt that all his disguises were nowhere to hide under the gaze of these eyes.

"Give you a chance. Ian said slowly, "Let the people out." ”

The middle-aged man still pretended to be calm: "I don't quite understand what you mean." ”

He said as he winked at MavGray. The latter nodded slightly, hid out of Ian's sight, and little by little pulled the bloody dagger from his coat, and then tiptoed towards Ian.

"So, you don't need a chance for you?" Ian nodded, "That's not bad." ”

"I really don't know what you're talking about, little brother?" The middle-aged man kept smiling as he watched Gray move closer to Ian little by little, but the smile grew colder, "I hope you can explain it clearly." ”

"No need to explain. Ian said, "Your chance is gone." ”

The middle-aged man's eyes widened violently, and his face was full of incredulity. Because Ian actually disappeared under his nose, he watched Gray pounce on Ian, but he didn't pounce on anything, Ian disappeared directly in place!

"You smell strong. Ian's voice came from behind him, "It's the smell of blood, I'm too familiar with it." ”

The middle-aged man was about to turn his head, but suddenly there was a sharp pain in his chest, he slowly lowered his head, and saw a short knife penetrate his chest.

Isn't that Gray's knife?

How the hell did he do it?

With these two questions, the middle-aged man slowly fell down and fell into the pool, splashing a large pool of sewage and mud.

Gray stared at all of this, and before he could reflect what was happening, Ian appeared in front of him and easily wiped off his neck.

He clutched his neck and fell in pain, and before he could have lost his last consciousness, he heard something that could not have been simpler.

"Murder pays for life. ”

......

Zoya slowly calmed down with the comfort of another woman in the carriage. She faintly heard a conversation outside the car, but she couldn't hear what was being said.

A moment later, there was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. Then the whole convoy became noisy, and it was the sound of shouting and killing. She subconsciously hid in the woman's arms and murmured, "Sister Xiu, I'm afraid." ”

Xiu patted Zoya on the shoulder again and said softly, "It's okay, everything will be fine." ”

Although she didn't know what was going on, Xiu knew that this was the best chance to escape, and she gripped the dagger in her hand tightly, ready to open the door to take a look.

At this moment, the door of the carriage was suddenly opened, and Xiu subconsciously pounced on it, pointing the blade directly at the face of the comer.

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