What catches your eye is an endless field of wild sorghum fields, which are not growing well because no one is taking care of them.

The tiny leaves are as sharp as a knife's edge, and they are covered with marks of insects and birds.

The sparse blooming of sorghum flowers has a tendency to decline.

Shang Sang brushed aside the branches and leaves stretched out in front of him, and walked forward with a tired face.

On the originally fair cheeks, there were still a few scratches from the branches and leaves.

She didn't seem to feel any pain, and she just wanted to get out of the sorghum field.

"It's noon, find a shady place to rest for a while." Rong Jinghao proposed.

Shang Sang paused, and glanced back at him nonchalantly.

I thought he was a young master.

Throw him a meaningful look.

She always habitually looked down on him, and Rong Jinghao was not annoyed, anyway, he was used to it.

"I'll catch a hare and roast it for you later."

Shang Sang subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and the sound of his throat rolling made Rong Jing laugh and crack his mouth.

Shang Sang looked embarrassed, paced back and forth a few steps, and then found a flat place for himself to sit down.

"That's hard work, uncle."

"It's not hard." Rong Jing smiled back.

The two seem to have returned to the time when they were at the Rong family, getting along politely and vigilantly.

Shang Sang was in a trance for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he had disappeared.

The sun grew fierce, and she shrank in a corner of the sorghum field, a large shadow hanging over her.

It looks a little weak and pitiful.

I picked a leaf and played with it in my hand, humming out of tune from time to time.

"Yo! It's a human and a ghost! ”

A rough voice sounded suddenly.

Shang Sang was startled and raised his eyes.

A fat middle-aged man in a coarse cloth shirt holds a thin tree trunk in his hand, which he uses to pluck away the sorghum leaves that block his vision.

At Shang Sang's surprised gaze, his eyes burst with excitement. Even in his dreams, he had never seen such a beautiful woman.

"Isn't it a fairy who fell from the sky?"

Shang Sang stood up slowly, although his body was stained with dust, his extravagance was enough to make the person in front of him unable to take his eyes off.

The man felt more and more that Shang Sang was unattainable, just like a fairy in the sky, which was different from the clouds and mud, and also extinguished his desire to blaspheme.

"Who are you?"

The man was stunned for a while, and subconsciously looked around.

Thinking that she should be the only one here, her courage also grew.

"I'm a passerby, but the little lady is lost? I'll take you out. ”

As soon as she heard him say that she could take herself out, Shang Sang's eyes lit up a little, and she softened her attitude, and she also wanted to delay time and wait for Rong Jinghao to come back.

"Can you really take me out? Where is this place? ”

The more noble and inviolable the person in front of him, the more the man's self-esteem is troubled, and the more he wants her to surrender to him.

There was an evil light in his eyes that could not be hidden.

"...... here" the man's words came to his lips and he grinned, "The little lady is not a local, she is lucky to be able to walk to this sorghum field, and meeting me today shows that God treats you well, so you can go with me." ”

Shang Sang pretended not to understand, "I still have a sister who went to find food nearby, can you wait for her." ”

Sister? It must be as beautiful as she is.

The man began to think about it.

The man stared at her for a long time, it was enough to get this beauty in this life, and his greed was extinguished in an instant.

The man touched his chin, "You go with me first, my brother is waiting in front, and I'll ask them to come and look for your sister later." ”

When Shang Sang heard this, he shouted in his heart that it was not good.

"I can't wait for my sister, how can I leave with confidence, thank you for the kindness of the strong man, I want to stay here and wait." Shang Sang pretended to be casual and declined.

Seeing that the white swan was about to arrive, he wanted to fly away, how could the man allow it, just a hungry wolf pounced on the food and pounced towards Shang Sang.

Shang Sang didn't dare to shout, for fear of calling the Han accomplices.

When approaching her, there was a fragrant fragrance on his body, which made the big man a little intoxicated.

Shang Sang also took advantage of his distraction, pulled out the dagger in his sleeve and stabbed him fiercely.

A cold light flashed, and the big man only felt that his cheeks were hot, and blood splashed in front of him.

Shang Sang slashed his cheek all the way to the base of his ear.

Dahan was shocked, and he didn't think that she was a flower with thorns.

Just as he was stunned, she stabbed again with her dagger.

The big man dodged, and he was already injured by her.

"Fuck it!" The big man stepped forward with an arrow, trying to capture her.

But she slipped her head very much.

"I warn you, it's better not to beat me, or I'll let you know what regret is." Her warning eyes were full of murderous intent, but the words she said were soft, like a ball of cotton, which was very good.

"Lao Tzu can still be bluffed by you as a woman!"

His eyes were fierce, and he didn't care to wipe the blood on his face, so he couldn't stop pounced forward like a duck.

The sorghum stood in front of him, shaking him a little.

The sorghum leaves were also like knife blades, cutting his cheeks.

The big man was angry, and he didn't care about sharing the beauty with others, so he shouted at the top of his voice, "Come here, brothers, there is a delicate little beauty here." ”

Shang Sang was also anxious, shouting Rong Jinghao's name at the top of his voice.

"It turned out that I came here to steal people, Lao Tzu should be your noble master, I knew this was the case, why did Lao Tzu bother with more lips and tongues, I should have stripped you of your clothes a long time ago."

Shang Sang walked the mountain road for a few days in a row, and he was already physically and mentally exhausted, so he naturally couldn't compare to him in strength.

His scalp hurt, and he was grabbed by the hair by the big man.

As soon as the thick arm exerted force, she was pressed to the ground.

"Rong Jinghao, you big bastard, if you don't come out to save me, beware of being punished by the Nine Clans." Shang Sang was so frightened that he couldn't choose to speak.

Dahan just thought she was frightened crazy and began to talk nonsense.

"My Rong family has a big business, and it is endless, so why should the nine clans be afraid?" Rong Jinghao appeared out of thin air, and the big man who was about to make a move gasped and choked and coughed.

Shang Sang snorted coldly in his heart: You are really capable.

Don't forget to take the opportunity to raise your leg to give the big man a kick.

The big man groaned, hunched his back and fell on the sorghum like a turtle.

Rong Jinghao was unhurried, and was trying to have a good fight with her about how many clans there were in the Rong family and how many side branches there were.

"There are 20 side branches in my Rong family, although there are not many elders in the family, but there are also many relatives and concubines, you also know that it seems that we are rich and noble, and the most important thing is relatives."

Shang Sang glared at him fiercely, eager to sew his mouth shut.

"Dare to be kind, you report them to me one by one, I will write them all down, and when I ask for guilt today, no one will be left behind."

The two of you quarreled with me word by word.

The big man was left to the side and stared dryly.

After a while, several of his other brothers gathered around.

Seeing the two of them with extraordinary bearings, their reactions were the same as when Dahan first met Shang Sang.