The other party rejected your transformation

:Chapter 38

After entering the territory of the human race, Tang Ya finally got "human rights" again.Sohrab and Mingsheng felt the same way.

Here, money is essential, and the whole team has to rely on His Royal Highness Sohrab for this. It was also at this time that Tang Ya realized belatedly: Sohrab's whole body is a treasure.

The top-quality white jadeite hung on his chest, with gold-plated circulation hidden inside, is very valuable in their world, and it is also not cheap here. The buttons on his clothes are also metal, although the high-quality fabric has not worn out. Ragged, but these little low-key accessories are enough to keep a few people going for a while.

When Sohrab realized it, except for the precious emerald that was still hanging around his neck, all valuables on his clothes were taken away by gold, and what was even more shameful was that he didn't touch a cent of the money he got. arrive.

Jin was quite conscientious, and asked Mingsheng to add two clothes for him.

His Highness Sohrab didn't have any expression on his face when he held the coarse cloth clothes and put them on.

A few days later, the caravan of the Eldar entered the human territory and stayed at the posthouse.

In the middle of the night, Jin suddenly knocked on the door of Tang Ya's room. The latter opened the door with a blank expression on his face. Jin pushed him into the room, raised his hand and pushed open the window.

Only then did Tang Ya realize that Sohrab was walking through the street, and he asked nervously, "Where is he going?"

"It should be to retrieve his gun and communicator."

After Sohrab and Mingsheng were arrested, these two items were confiscated by the Eldar along with their backpacks.

"Going alone is going to die..." Tang Ya muttered in a low voice, and turned around to find that Ming Sheng had also sat up, "Shall we help him?"

Jin was noncommittal, Tang Ya thought for a while, then nodded a little unhappy, and asked, "Do you know where your things are?"

"The leader." Ming Sheng quickly put on his clothes.

The posthouse where the Eldar lived was not far from them. Sohrab went all the way, jumped over the wall, and began to look for the leader's residence along the wall.This inn was contracted by a caravan, and a group of family soldiers passed by from time to time, which restricted Sohrab's movements.

Unexpectedly, he was patted on the shoulder, and he took out the dagger with his backhand, and saw Tang Ya's face all at once.Tang Ya looked at the blade on his neck, Sohrab heaved a sigh of relief and moved his hand away, lowering his voice, "What are you doing here?"

"Jin found the leader's room." Tang Ya said, "Let me tell you."

"I can find it by myself!" Sohrab snorted coldly, and pushed him away: "Lead the way."

"Why do you want me to lead the way if you can find it?" Tang Ya didn't move.

Sohrab turned back to stare at him: "Believe it or not, I'll hit you!"

Tang Ya shook her head: "I don't believe it."

"..." Sohrab gave him another look.

Tang Ya finally patted his clothes and stood up, quietly walking towards Jin's position.

Sohrab squinted his eyes and shook his fist behind him, but he was afraid of the person protecting him, so he had to put his hand away angrily.

He cursed a lot of damn idiots in his heart, and quietly followed Tang Ya to the wall... the wall?

Sohrab straightened up immediately: "Here?"

"Jin will steal things, I'm here to take you out." Even though he said so, Tang Ya didn't yearn for his gratitude, even though both Mingsheng and Jin expressed that they didn't care about His Royal Highness Sohrab's life or death.

With a sudden jump, he climbed up the wall with both hands, raised his legs and rolled up, sat on the top of the wall and raised his chin to Sohrab.

Sohrab twitched his lips: "Do you think I'm as stupid as you?"

Tang Ya frowned.

"The communicator is the only way to go back, and it's only limited to one person. Jin doesn't have a communicator, and there are only two here in the Spirit Race, the two we brought. Do you think I will go with you obediently, and let Jin and Mingsheng divide the last two equally?" Communicator?"

Tang Ya's frown deepened: "We will not abandon you."

"Ridiculous." Sohrab was too lazy to continue to pay attention to him, turned around and sneaked into the yard again, only to find Tang Ya following after him after taking two steps, he turned his head suddenly, the sharp dagger in his hand flashed a cold light under the moonlight, Tang Ya Ya's neck was immediately pressed against the blade.

Before he threatened Tang Ya to leave, there was a sudden call from the side of the rockery. Sohrab pulled him past and hid. In panic, the cold blade cut the skin in his throat, and Tang Ya subconsciously reached out to touch it. He touched it, and his fingertips were immediately stained with blood.

He looked back at Sohrab who was looking nervously at the patrolling soldiers, and slowly pursed his lips.

The family soldiers went away, and Sohrab realized that Tang Ya was injured at this moment. He removed the dagger at once, and said irritably, "Idiot, can you not trouble me!"

Tang Ya wiped the blood on her neck with her sleeve, then turned and left without saying a word.

He thought Sohrab was the idiot.

But at this moment, the communicator on the wrist flashed suddenly, and an extremely strange voice came out, which was especially loud in the silent night: "Tang Ya?"

The family soldier who had just walked past immediately questioned: "There is a sound?!"

Tang Ya reflexively covered the communicator, but there was no way to stop it, "Dear young master Tang Ya, I know you can definitely hear me now. I am Alva, your father's best friend."

This sentence successfully made the soldiers lock Tang Ya's position: "The voice is coming from over there!"

"over there!!"

"quick!!"

Tang □□ took off the communicator in a hurry, and was immediately grabbed by the shoulder, and Sohrab dragged him directly into the fake cave.

The voice was still coming from the communicator, and there was some doubt: "Tang Ya? What are you doing?"

Tang Ya's communicator fell to the ground, flickering and flickering, and was soon surrounded by soldiers.

Sohrab held his breath, and huddled together in the narrow cave with Tang Ya. After a few minutes, the soldiers stepped aside, and a man in a long robe and a forehead ornament walked quickly. He squatted beside the communicator, slowly He stretched out his hand slowly, grabbed the communicator, and said, "What is it?"

At the same time, the dry-mouthed Alva finally got an answer, but he didn't expect it to be a string of languages ​​he couldn't understand at all. He raised his eyebrows: "You are not Tang Ya."

What he said was as elusive as birdsong to the leader, he held the communicator in a pious posture and left, Tang Ya looked out but was caught by Sohrab, who looked at him hatefully : "If I had known I would have killed you just now, I would have taken the communicator away!"

"Thank you." Tang Ya said stiffly. If Sohrab hadn't pulled him to hide in time just now, maybe he had been captured by those people.

He felt that he couldn't be ungrateful like Sohrab, even though he looked like he really wanted to kill him.

The action had already startled the snake, Sohrab could only stare fiercely at the direction those people were walking, and then ran out over the wall with Tang Ya.

There was no one on the street outside, Tang Ya went straight back to the direction of the post station, but Sohrab became more and more angry, and there was no one around, the more he looked at Tang Ya, the more displeased he was, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed him: "You have already contacted your father ! Why didn't you tell everyone?!"

"I don't know." Tang Ya pushed his hand away: "That's not my father."

"But he is your father's friend!" Sohrab guessed irresponsibly, "Did you contact the family long ago and want to leave us all here?!"

Tang Ya looked at him strangely, and said, "You think too much."

He shook off Sohrab and continued walking, and the latter followed behind him angrily, but his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.Alva's name is so familiar, I seem to have heard it somewhere, where is it...

Tang Ya crawled back along the rope hanging from the window, looked back at Sohrab who was still standing below, and found that he was looking up at himself, with a flash of horror on his face.

Tang Ya rolled her eyes.

Sohrab was so stupid, if he hadn't sneaked out and refused to come back with him, he wouldn't have lost his communicator.

Tang Ya changed his clothes and lay on the bed. Hearing movement from the window, he knew that Sohrab had climbed up. He turned over, only to find that the other party was approaching his bed. Tang Ya closed his eyes and ignored him, Sohrab But he turned him over, and said with gloomy eyes: "Alva is a felon of the empire, how could your father become friends with him?"

"I don't know." Tang Ya didn't notice the information revealed in his words at all, he slapped Sohrab's hand away in disgust, and said, "Don't touch me."

Sohrab pursed his lips tightly, his brows were still furrowed, he suddenly pinched Tang Ya's chin, raised it when he was in pain, looked at his neck and said: "This injury, don't let it go with you. I made the Jin complaint."

"You didn't do it on purpose." Tang Ya moved his hand away again, and rubbed his chin. While being considerate, he was very dissatisfied with Sohrab's harsh tone: "I won't complain."

"It's better like this." Sohrab pulled out the dagger again: "Otherwise I'll give you a few more knives."

Tang Ya turned her face away and hummed softly.

Sohrab is a coward who only dares to move his mouth.

He didn't bother to get acquainted with him.

An idiot is a fool.

Sohrab cast him one last glance before turning and leaving the room.

The relationship between Tang Tianyuan and Alva must not be that simple, but Tang Ya obviously couldn't find any useful information. He must go back alive and tell his father about it.

After Sohrab left, Tang Ya touched his neck again, and it began to tingle faintly, which made him unable to sleep.He got up and rummaged through it, and found a box of ointment in Jin's backpack. He sniffed it, but it was colorless and odorless, and he didn't know what it was for.

Even if you think about it, it won't be □□.So he dug some up and applied it on his neck, and then bandaged himself in a decent way.

After I finished, I found that my neck was a little thicker.

It seems, a little ugly.