If it is handed over to the county magistrate, from the perspective of democracy, it is impossible for An Yu to survive, not to mention that there are many involved in this matter, not only the noble son and the young lady, but even the secret pavilion.

If this matter is spread out, I am afraid that it will cause a lot of panic, and the dark pavilion will not be happy when the time comes.

"If he returns it, he won't be able to get his life back." Liu Wanwan frowned and said, "An Yu has already violated the conditions of the Dark Pavilion, and he will die even more when he goes back this time. ”

Mo Xuanye didn't reply anymore, and after recovering his strength, he stood up: "This matter has nothing to do with us, he snatched Liu Xiaoxiao, you can kill the killer, no one will think that you did something wrong." ”

"If you leave him, you will only leave a hidden danger, Liu Wanwan, don't forget, you are not the one who will cause you trouble like this."

Even if Mo Xuanye had everything before, Liu Wanwan didn't forgive, let alone An Yu?

When Jiang Ming heard this, he stepped forward in a little anxious: "Doctor Liu, I know what you are talking about, Uncle An has always been an honest person, silent when he was in Jiang's mansion, but he was very gentle. ”

Glancing at An Yu, who was tied up by five flowers, Jiang Ming's voice became silent: "Although I don't know why he became what he is now, I believe that Uncle An is not a bad person." ”

Liu Wanwan squatted down, looked at Jiang Ming's gray face, and took out a handkerchief to wipe it with pity: "Jiang Ming, you almost died in his hands." ”

Jiang Ming shook his head: "No, I believe he won't hurt me, he is very good to me, I can feel it." ”

Listening to Jiang Ming's words, Liu Wanwan fell into deep thought, if Jiang Ming said so, would she really be able to kill the killer?

The wind blew the leaves, and Mo Xuanye instantly became vigilant, and in the sound of a leaf rubbing, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps.

The footsteps were deep and shallow, and they were running towards them at great speed.

As soon as Mo Xuanye pulled out his sword, a white-robed man appeared not far away, he grabbed the hemp rope that bound An Yu, and jumped onto the mountain rock not far away.

"You're really capable." The white-robed man's voice was low, but it drifted into the ears of the two of them with the wind.

Liu Wanwan raised her head suddenly, and said angrily to the white-robed man: "Who are you, where are you going to take An Yu?" ”

"It's none of your business." The white-robed man replied: "He has touched the bottom line of the Dark Pavilion, and he must not be let go easily!" ”

Jiang Ming was more worried about An Yu's life and death than Liu Wanwan, he wanted to step forward, but in front of him was a rock that was unknown how high.

The little Jiang Ming is like an ant, and his distance from An Yu can be described as the difference between heaven and hell.

Seeing that Jiang Ming was anxious for himself, the softest place in An Yu's heart was touched, and he said to Jiang Ming under him: "Little master, it seems that there is no way to explain it to you." ”

"Doctor Liu, take him away, I will bear what I did myself, and the person who really killed my parents has already received the price."

It's just that Anyu needs a reason to live, or he needs to be motivated to live.

It's a pity that he chose the wrong path, he should have stayed in the Jiang Mansion a long time ago and returned to the place that had brought him warmth.

An Yu instantly became honest, and the white-robed man snorted coldly: "If you don't want to get involved, just leave as soon as possible, Doctor Liu, take your leave." ”

After saying goodbye, the white-robed man was blown directly into the distance like a gust of wind.

Liu Wanwan hugged Jiang Ming and left, he cried rarely, kept struggling, and shouted at the missing figure again and again.

"Uncle An!"