After half an hour, the little woman walking in front finally stopped, looked back quietly at Bai Ziyue and the others, then squatted down and opened the lid under the dead grass with her hands.

In an instant, a hidden cellar appeared in front of you.

Bai Ziyue was shocked. There was such a mysterious place in the woods.

Walking to the cellar and taking a look at the traces on the edge, Black Hawk analyzed with a professional perspective: "This cellar has been established less than two weeks."

Hearing this, he gave himself a definite answer.

It seems that this place was not found before, but was dug up later, and this person is likely to be Murong Ying himself.

Bai Ziyue had too many questions in her mind and wanted to find answers.

The two of them quickly followed and walked into the cellar. In the darkness, Murong Ying's cold and unconscious voice came from the depths: "Cover the lid, there is a lock."

"kindness."

This kind of rough work is naturally done by Black Hawk. Bai Ziyue looked at the direction of the sound source and walked into the depths of the cellar.

With a click, a firm incandescent lamp lights up, illuminating the surroundings.

After seeing the surrounding environment clearly, Bai Ziyue couldn't help but take a breath.

It took only two weeks to dig it out, but the space inside was very large.

Not only is there a firm bed, but also a small desk, and there are several boxes of instant noodles in the corner.

There is also a small silent generator connected to the electrical appliances here.

Although there is no water source, there are several pieces of mineral water.

Judging from the food and water reserves, it is more than enough to live here alone for a month.

But if you really live in such a dark cellar, you will probably change your mind after it comes out.

She asked Murong Ying curiously, "Do you have anything to say when you bring us here?"

The cold-faced woman pointed to the chair opposite, signaled them to sit down, and then threw the mineral water next to them.

After doing everything, the three of them sat under the light. The light of the incandescent lamp shone their faces even more bloodless and looked very gloomy.

The atmosphere suddenly became very solemn.

Neither Black Eagle nor Bai Ziyue spoke first, but they were quietly waiting for Murong Ying. The initiator who brought them here spoke.

It seemed like she was sorting out her thoughts, but it seemed that she hadn't communicated with others for too long, which made her expression look a little entangled.

Finally, she slowly raised her hand and pointed to the empty bed behind her, "Your son has lived here until yesterday."

When you hear the word "son", even the calmest person will immediately become excited.

Bai Ziyue stood up nervously and asked in a trembling voice: "What did you say? Mo Mo lived here before? What does this mean? Then where is he now?"

When she thought of her handsome and handsome son living in this place where there was no sunshine, as a mother, she felt a heart-wrenching pain in her heart. A mist rose in her calm eyes, and her whole body was filled with indelible sorrow.

Murong Ying looked at her calmly, but her eyes, which were as calm as stagnant, flashed with a soft light, as if it had touched her.

She pursed the corners of her lips and said simply: "I hid them here before and avoided the pursuit of those people. But you were a step late, and they had already left at dawn this morning."

"Leave? Where did they go? Is it safe?"

Bai Ziyue was too excited and grabbed Murong Ying's arm, as if she was afraid that the only person in front of her who knew her son's whereabouts would disappear in a blink of an eye.

It was strange that the woman who had always refused thousands of miles away did not resist or wave her arm, but said a few more words.

"Don't be excited, they are safe now. I've asked them to meet with my brother."

"Your brother? Murong Kaixuan?"

"Ha, Murong Kaixuan? It seems that you have forgotten that I have another brother."

Bai Ziyue was stunned, her eyes rolled, and she suddenly remembered that the Murong family was not the only one who was Murong Ying, but also Murong Kaixuan.

And Murong and Yu!

Qin Hanxiao's kung fu master was also the first master of the black market.

Thinking about it now, maybe it was because his aura was too kind, and almost always appeared with his husband, so she had already subconsciously forgotten his surname and summarized it into the ranks of her own people.

I knew it clearly. Thinking of the peaceful man, the tension in Bai Ziyue's heart also dissipated a lot.

"Did you ask Mo Mo and Shi Minmin to find Murong Heyu? Can you guarantee that they will not encounter any danger on the road?"

"Don't worry, my brother's people are on the way to pick them up, and your son is very smart. As long as he leaves here, he will definitely not be caught."

Bai Ziyue looked at the calm woman in front of her in confusion. The breath on her body was very heavy and there was no warmth. If she hadn't been able to speak, it might have given people the illusion of being dead.

However, she didn't believe that there would be kind-hearted help in the world for no reason, especially such a woman who had no emotional ups and downs. She wouldn't believe in any nonsense of kindness or sympathy for the child's situation.

In the silence, Bai Ziyue frowned and asked, "You helped my son and brought us here. You should have other purposes, right?"

Murong Ying slowly raised her head, looked at the woman frowning in front of her calmly, and chuckled, "Haha, it seems that you have a lot of hostility towards me, is it because my surname is Murong?"

"yes."

After hesitating for a moment, Bai Ziyue nodded firmly.

Indeed, for them now, almost all those related to the word Murong are defined as enemies themselves.

Of course, this is except Yingzi and Murong Heyu.

But she was a little unsure of the woman in front of her.

Because I really don’t have much contact with the other party, especially the other party is always elusive, and I can’t determine what she is thinking in her heart, let alone distinguish between true and false, black and white.

In the scrutiny of Murong Ying was very open-minded, still their gaze.

I don’t know what I thought of, but a faint layer of sadness appeared in her eyes. Although her voice was still as cold as ever, it became a little heavy because of the breath of her body.

"I need your help."

"Help? Sorry, I don't understand what you mean."

"I also have a son who is one year older than yours and is very cute. But I don't know how tall he is now. You are a mother. You should know that children always grow faster at this age, and sometimes they will grow taller in a month."

The sound gradually became softer, making the atmosphere a little weird.

Murong Ying's eyes were filled with memories and sadness. Bai Ziyue was very familiar with this because this was the pride that everyone would have as a mother.
Chapter completed!