Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

The sound was faint and ethereal, and it seemed particularly out of place amidst the noisy sounds.

"Save her? But I feel like... there's no need."

The sound of "ka ka ba" was heard in a small area around the few people.

"What should I do? Should I take action?"

Ling Yun's sleeves were hanging straight down at this moment, and his slender white fingers pointed straight at the pitiful woman with tears in her eyes in the center of the stage.

"So do you want to save him? The minority obeys the majority."

Wen Baixu crossed his arms and watched with interest as the person in front of him kept approaching the center of the stage.

"So what benefit can I get from saving him? Or something delicious?"

Hun Dun chewed his food while looking at Wen Baixu.

"Do you think she's delicious?"

Wen Baixu pursed his lips and looked at the woman on the stage, even though she was surrounded by a group of men, he just shook his head and said nothing.

“I don’t think she tastes good.”

"What about stewing it longer?"

"That's not tasty either, and I don't have the habit of eating Buxianyang."

He said this while proudly raising his face high

"What... is Bu Xian Yang? Are we discussing food now? Shouldn't we first..."

Ling Yun frowned and turned his face towards Wen Baixu.

"So you plan to save her, but neither of us seem to be interested."

Wen Baixu spread his hands with a look of regret, and tilted his head to wink at Hun Dun.

“The majority is the minority”

Hun Dun, who was standing next to him, was eating something, but he didn't forget to remind him, and his footsteps turned towards the door.

At this moment, Wen Baixu had no choice but to shrug his shoulders. Just as he was about to leave, he heard the sound of cloth being torn. When they turned around, they saw that the original woman had stood up. Her gauze skirt had been torn off by the vicious men. There were red marks and whip marks on her arms and thighs, as well as the mole under her tearful gaze.

Chaos was immediately bored when he saw this. He made a "huh" sound and was about to leave when he suddenly saw a flash of cold light in front of him. He saw several cold lights rushing towards the floor in front of the leader, and at the moment of landing, an ice wall was erected. Those who rushed the hardest had never expected that someone would take action, and they all bumped into it, one by one, with blood on their heads.

Ling Yun, who was standing by, immediately became enthusiastic when he saw this, and his eyes no longer looked puzzled when he looked at Wen Baixu.

"She's mine. Have you paid?"

The domineering speech was filled with the aura of kings and lords in idol novels, and for a moment, everyone present was silent.

"During the auction, I bought her with a pearl of inestimable value, so if you don't want to keep it, you can donate it to someone in need. Now you can all step aside. If you don't obey, I will kill you without mercy."

The two people standing next to Wen Baixu had never seen him like this before. He had always looked gentle and warm, or like a heartless little fool, but now he was not like him at all.

"Sir, save me"

The person on the stage quickly spoke up, covering his chest with both hands, and looked at the domineering person below the stage with tears in his eyes.

Wen Baixu didn't say anything, but just curled his lips slightly. He moved his fingers slightly, and the people standing around him immediately stood still, while he slowly walked towards the stage with "da da da~"

The sound of every footstep weighs on everyone's heart, but they can't move now.

"Really? It's free, what the hell are you dreaming of?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in white turned around and landed gracefully on the stage, and the ice wall around him melted as if spring had come. Wen Baixu put his cloak on the woman, facing her pitiful eyes, and said slowly: "Uh, you...he seems to be in great pain..."

He pointed at the person on the ground with his slender hand and looked at her with a pair of serious eyes.

"Oh, yes...brother."

After the woman finished speaking, she knelt down on the ground and held onto the thing that looked like a twisted maggot.

Wen Baixu watched the two's movements, and inadvertently glanced at the two people below the stage. Seeing them winking at him in a weird way, he was about to glare back when he heard a sound like clear spring water in the air.

"Young Master, you only have enough to buy one, but now there are two. How do you choose?"

Wen Baixu looked in the direction of the voice, and saw the snake-like figure appear behind Shajuan again.

"One? If I choose one, what should I do with the other one?"

"There is no need to deal with it, but she (he) will take over from him (her) and continue to do this happy thing."

The tone of the voice gradually rises, as if to say something interesting.

"Why not buy one, get one free?"

"Then why don't you take one out?"

"Then please ask your conscience whether you are worthy of this."

After Wen Baixu finished speaking, he pulled up the woman who was kneeling on the ground without caring about the next sentence she hadn't said yet, whispered something in her ear, and took her away.

Completely ignoring the tightly wrapped "maggots" on the stage...

At 12:30 a.m., the night was getting late. Over the town, the hazy fog slowly spread out like a veil, as if it was the deep breath of the night. The stars in the sky seemed to be lost in the sea of ​​fog, and the light became blurred, like a smeared oil painting, losing its original clear boundaries.

On both sides of the street, the light of the lanterns was rendered hazy by the mist, like little fireflies, swaying in the mist, looming. The breeze blew, the mist swayed gently, and the light and shadow of the lanterns seemed to dance with it, reflecting long shadows, as illusory as a dream.

People hurried past in this dreamlike fog, their faces hidden in the fog, leaving only vague silhouettes, and their footsteps echoing on the road, but it was difficult to identify their identities. Occasionally, one or two dog barks were heard, but they seemed to be swallowed by the fog, becoming distant and elusive.

The roofs of the town loomed in the fog, like sleeping beasts, breathing quietly under the cover of night. No smoke rose from the cooking stoves, and everything seemed peaceful and mysterious under the cover of fog.

"Quack, quack, quack~"

The sound of crows circled over the town, like a bell ringer ringing a death knell. The lights that were faintly visible in the fog suddenly disappeared, and the figures that were still visible disappeared like a drop in the ocean.

'bang'

Before the fog completely enveloped the area, a loud sound of a door opening was heard.

The originally quiet candlelight in the room was swayed by the wind, and the people in the room sat up and looked towards the door.

'click'

There was a crisp sound, and a piece of debris floated in with the sound of the door opening, covering the face of the person who ran over.

“Huhu~ It was so close.”

A familiar voice sounded at the door...