In the deep alleys east of the city.

Two half-year-old boys, one ran forward desperately, and the other chased after them with great force, and no one was willing to stop first.

The warm treasure in the wooden barrel was tortured and he vomited several sips of milk in a row, almost without any breath.

Thinking about the conversation between Ajiang and Wei Qinghua, Nuanbao suddenly felt that this was not fun at all.

This third brother

If you want to make a bet, just bet. Why did you make an appointment outside? You might not be scolded, but you would also let Xiao Nuanbao suffer like this. It's really stupid.

Wouldn't it be possible to directly invite the damn Meng Yunhe and his sister to the royal palace to sit? What a difficult thing?

Hiccup ~

No more.

I vomited again.

Wow~ Nuanbao couldn't stand the tossing in the wooden barrel, so he burst into tears.

A Jiang outside became even more anxious when he heard the heart-wrenching cry.

You must not be chased by the third master!

A Jiang knew very well that once Wei Qinghua chased him, he would not only be scolded to death by Wei Qinghua, but also watch Wei Qinghua take away the little Nuanbao.

After returning to the palace, I might be beating again. At that time, it is hard to say whether my life is still there!

A Jiang, who was busy, took the wrong path in panic.

The road is in another direction of King Jing’s Mansion, very remote.

But, A Jiang, who was running in the front, didn't care too much, and Wei Qinghua, who was chasing behind, didn't find anything wrong.

When the two of them ran to the deeper alley, and saw the bodies lying in pools of blood, they were so scared that they stopped.

dead!

So many dead people! So much blood!

With a bang, Ajiang's face turned pale, and the wooden barrel in his hand fell to the ground.

Wei Qinghua, who was following closely behind, was immediately frightened to the point of being a little weak when he saw this scene.

In the wooden barrel, Nuanbao cried even harder.

The heart-wrenching crying sounded particularly sharp and harsh in the quiet alleys.

A few more desperate boys came.

On the other end of the deep alley, a group of masked men in black stood.

The masked man in black who was in charge of the lead walked towards Ajiang and Wei Qinghua step by step with a big sword stained with blood.

The man's eyes showed fierce light, and his hand holding the big knife, his veins bulged.

He did not plan to let Ajiang and Wei Qinghua go because they were children.

Instead, they wanted to kill people and silence them and massacre all those who knew their whereabouts.

Wow~Wow~

The warm treasure in the wooden barrel was not aware of the situation outside, but was just tortured and couldn't stop crying.

And this heart-wrenching cry finally made Wei Qinghua feel a little more awake.

The seven-year-old Wei Qinghua raised his courage and raised his hand to the masked man in black who was pushing him step by step: I didn’t see anything!

This hero, let us go! I have money on me, I will give it to you! I will give it to you!

Wei Qinghua was still afraid.

When he spoke, his teeth were fighting. Even when he was taking out his money bag, he was very panicked.

Hero, please see if it’s enough! If it’s not enough, I will get it home for you.

Wei Qinghua's heart was about to stop, but he still bravely threw his wallet over.

The masked man in black probably didn't expect Wei Qinghua to do this and was a little stunned.

What about Wei Qinghua? Taking advantage of the other party's moment of being stunned, he quickly jogged forward a few steps and held the wooden barrel in his arms!

A Jiang, who was so scared that he almost pissed his pants, also reacted and hurriedly blocked Wei Qinghua: Third Master! Go away!

Ajiang is afraid of death.

Otherwise, it would not go against Wei Qinghua's intentions and he would have to bring the Nuanbao back to the palace.

But between his own life and Wei Qinghua's life, he chose Wei Qinghua.

As long as Wei Qinghua can live, it will be a pity that Ajiang will die!

A Jiang, run! Wei Qinghua pulled A Jiang and ran in the direction he was in.

Seeing this, Ajiang hurriedly caught up with him.

Little bastard, are you playing tricks with me?

The masked man in black looked cold and kicked the money bag next to his feet and threw the big knife in his hand forward.

The blood-stained sword flew straight towards Wei Qinghua's head!

With a whoosh.

At the most critical moment, a stone flew from nowhere.

The stone hit the big sword at the critical moment, causing the big sword to slightly deviate from its original trajectory and narrowly pass by Wei Qinghua's ears.

This allowed Wei Qinghua to escape the disaster and save his life!

Third Master, be careful!

Ajiang's heart was so scared that his heart was about to crack.

The moment he saw the big sword flying by, he subconsciously called Wei Qinghua.

At the same time, because of panic, Ajiang accidentally tripped his left foot to his right foot, and he tripped himself up.

Even Wei Qinghua, who was running in front of him, was knocked down by him.

With a bang.

The barrel fell to the ground again.

The warm treasure in the bucket is really unlucky to see the ghost, and his head is spinning.

Another group of men in black fell from the sky.

They all wore masks, crossed Wei Qinghua and Ajiang, and fought with the group of masked men in black behind them.

Swords and swords, blood splattered everywhere!

Wei Qinghua didn't care about his injured knees and hands, and hurriedly ran to pick up the wooden barrel: Nuanbao! Nuannuanbao!

Don’t be afraid of the warm treasure, my third brother will take you home!

He hurriedly carried the warm treasure out of the wooden barrel.

Even though I was afraid of death, I still held Nuanbao tightly in my arms and refused to let go: Nuanbao be good~ Let's go home! Let's not cry

! The third brother and the third brother are wrong. The third brother will not compare with the one named Meng! The third brother will take you home now!

Nuanbao, who was so uncomfortable that he was almost dizzy, finally noticed something was wrong around him.

Listening to the sound of the blades intersecting, looking at Wei Qinghua and Ajiang's sweaty and pale faces, Nuanbao's crying came to an abrupt end.

Nuanbao: No, right? Is it assassination? The color of this time travel journey is too strong!

Wei Qinghua and Ajiang ran forward desperately with Nuanbao, but they were out of breath.

Just when they thought they had finally escaped from the day of birth, they were completely stunned at the corner.

I saw a masked man in black slowly walking out at the corner.

Although the masked man in black was bare-handed, his eyes were very fierce.

Run? The man in black stared at Wei Qinghua and Ajiang and approached step by step: Why didn’t he run? Didn’t he run quite fast just now?

You, don’t come over! Wei Qinghua held the Nuanbao tightly and kept retreating.

Ajiang clenched his fists and stood in front of Wei Qinghua as if he were homeless.

Little bastard! How dare you lead the people from Lingjian Mountain to me! I and my brothers can’t survive, so you three can’t live!

The masked man in black caught up with him, obviously to silence him.
Chapter completed!