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Hundreds of years have passed, and the deep-sea ghosts have never come ashore to cause trouble again. They seem to have become legendary ghosts and monsters, and they only remain in the stories passed down by the local population.

However, in recent years, another dark force has quietly sneaked into the metropolis. At first, it was secretly looking for children who could not be supported by poor families to buy and sell. Some traffickers were arrested and sentenced to death, but hundreds of children were still missing and could never be found again. The residents were once again in panic all day long. In addition to forbidding their own children to go out to visit the house, they would not be able to find each other. He stared fiercely at the strange faces, wishing to have piercing eyes to see through these people who were good-hearted and who were bad-hearted.

Later, the city lord adopted someone's suggestion and summoned all the children under the age of ten in the city to the built monk college. Every day and night, there are many capable people and strangers who take turns to guard the college and do evil. The human traffickers have no gaps to exploit, but these scumbags have not let up at all, they are still scattered in every corner of the metropolis, waiting for opportunities to commit crimes again, just waiting for the holidays in the metropolis to come, the monastery college let these children out of the heavily guarded At the gate, the villains will be ready to move again, and one or two children will always be missing every time. Because there are not many children, in order to avoid causing uneasiness among the residents, the city lord of the metropolis has no choice but to hide and give the parents of the missing children some The benefits they need can be regarded as compensation for the pain of losing their sons, so as to stabilize the hearts of the people and whitewash the peace.

Those parents who lost their children, besides blaming themselves for their carelessness, also knew that their children were too unruly, so they gave the traffickers an opportunity. While cursing the traffickers in their hearts, they could not refuse the benefits offered by the city lord. Most of the people left this sad place after taking the benefits. I don't know whether they hate this city that has deprived them of family affection, or they hate their own greedy heart.

The reason why Little Red Riding Hood was able to appear in the outskirts of the city was that these few days happened to be a grand festival held in the metropolis, and the monks’ college had a holiday to celebrate; secondly, the grandmother who lived in the outskirts was sick, and she brought gifts To visit sick old people.

When grandma was mentioned, Little Red Riding Hood had endless stories to share about her childhood, and she talked endlessly.

The devil has no time to listen carefully to the childhood memories of Little Red Riding Hood. He has traveled to many countries. What anecdotes and strange records have he not heard?He still has a little memory of the ferocious beast that catches people and is afraid of red. It seems that long ago, when he traveled to a certain eastern country, he heard of a ferocious and cunning monster that forgot its name. It came out to do evil. It is said that it often breaks into the village and catches humans to eat. It caused harm to one side. It was not until a master of alchemy came and taught the people how to drive away the beasts that they were spared. He vaguely remembered that the beasts were very They are afraid of red things. For this reason, the big eastern countries post red paper every year to scare away fierce beasts.

Not to mention, the grotesque legend is very suitable for the taste of the devil. It sounds novel to him, but he has never studied where this monster came from and where it will go back. The legends of legends will appear in different countries. The deep-sea ghosts here have very similarities with the beasts of the great eastern country. Could it be that the monsters in the east also come from deep-sea ghosts, and maybe they belong to the same species as the deep-sea ghosts. Otherwise, it may be a close relative...

The demon was undecided, but he felt his sleeve being pulled. He looked down, and Little Red Riding Hood moved towards him with a dependent and trusting look. While tugging at his sleeve, he watched with teary eyes. He said in a crying voice: "Big brother! I lost the pastry that my mother asked me to bring to grandma. What should I do?" When she talked about the past, all kinds of kindness from grandma to her also jumped out of her mind, suddenly I just remembered that today my mother ordered her to deliver food to the sick grandma. Not only did she not do it well, she even messed it up!

The devil met her clear eyes, and his unwavering emotions seemed to be mixed with some impurities, and the movement that he wanted to pull back the sleeves also froze.

The shepherdess who was driving the horse seemed to have noticed the change in the demon's mood. She was a little surprised. She didn't expect that this snake demon would develop emotions that only humans have, so she interjected to answer Little Red Riding Hood: "Just say that those pastries were robbed by human traffickers." !"

"But big brother is not a human trafficker!" Little Red Riding Hood retorted loudly, obviously very displeased to hear someone classify this good-looking and kind-hearted big brother in her eyes with a hateful human trafficker!

"How do you know he's not a human trafficker? Human traffickers don't know how to put labels on their bodies." The Shepherdess said coldly.

"Grandma said that human traffickers have long faces, big ears, pointed teeth, and bulging stomachs, and big brothers don't have any of them, so they are not human traffickers!" Little Red Riding Hood spoke quickly, probably imprinted in her mind. The impression of "human traffickers" is so deep that I can almost describe it with my mouth.

The shepherdess is speechless. Although Little Red Riding Hood is only seven or eight years old, since the local human traffickers are infested, there are even old people who put the image of "wolf" on the traffickers' heads. I really don't know how to say that the old man is too stupid Ignorance, or is it that adults fail too much in the education of young children!

"Where does your grandmother live?" Finally, the devil spoke.

The shepherdess who was driving the horse snorted, it seemed that the snake monster was going to take care of its business to the end, she was not happy, she waved her whip, the poor old horse neighed, and her hooves sped up a little. pace.

"Live in the deepest part of the forest!" Enduring the pain, Little Red Riding Hood opened the curtain and pointed in one direction.

"Why do you live in such a remote place?" the devil asked casually, frowning.

Little Red Riding Hood was dejected, and said: "People here, as long as they are 60 years old, they will move to the suburbs." Her grandmother was just 60 years old last year, and she reached the age limit for living in a big city, so she didn't live a day. Delayed, he was driven to the suburbs by the city guards.

There are such stupid rules?The devil and the shepherdess were deeply surprised. The devil had been to the metropolis once, and in his impression, he had never seen an elderly man appear in the market. It seemed that the situation in this capital city was more complicated than imagined, and strange things happened It happened frequently, and there were confusing lights and shadows everywhere.

Under the guidance of Little Red Riding Hood, the carriage slowly drove into the forest path.

This uneven path was obviously trampled by human beings. The tall tree trunks on both sides towered straight into the sky, covering the long and thick shade. If it weren't for the shepherdess's high skill and boldness, it would be strange for ordinary people not to turn around and leave once entering such a strange and eerie place!

The forest path got deeper and deeper, and people's smoke appeared in the densely forested area, and a corner of the house was faintly exposed.

"Da da da!" The distant sound of logging came.

Little Red Riding Hood excitedly lifted the curtain of the car regardless of the injuries to her hands and feet, and shouted to the old man who was chopping wood at the door to make furniture: "Grandpa Jeffrey, good afternoon!"

The old man who was working stopped his axe, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and responded with a smile: "It's Little Baisha... Good afternoon! Come to visit your grandma again? How filial!"

"Yes..." The carriage trotted forward slowly, and Little Baisha shouted at them from a distance, "Your granddaughter Meryl also asked me to say hello to you!"

The carriage went farther and farther, and none of the three people in the carriage saw the cold eyes of the old lumberjack who was hidden by the trees.

Little Baisha's mood was not affected at all. Every time the carriage passed a family, she stuck her head out to say hello to them.

"Grandma Natalie! Good afternoon!" Little Baisha called out loudly to an old woman who was drying clothes.

"Oh! It's Little Baisha!" The old woman happily walked a few steps towards them, "It's a holiday again? You are so filial, and you came to find your grandma as soon as you were on holiday... Eh? Why not you Mom sent you here?" She was old-sighted, and she saw that the horse driver was a stranger at a glance, so she asked.

"It was a kind person I met on the road who sent me to see my grandma!" Little Baisha continued to shout at the old woman who was walking away, "Grandma Natalie, the butter biscuits you made for me last time were too sweet." It's delicious! Thank you!"

In the carriage going far away, I didn't notice the instant chill on old Natalie's kind face.

"Grandma Sandora!" When the carriage passed by an old house again, a lonely old woman was sitting at the door looking at the chickens pecking at the rice in a daze. Little Baisha hurriedly greeted her again, "Noon Okay! I'm Little Baisha!"

"It's Little Baisha who often comes to visit your grandma..." The old woman feeding the chickens woke up like a dream, smiled and waved to the carriage.

"That's right! Grandma is sick, I want to see her!" Little Baisha said with a smile, "Grandma Sandora, last time you went home to make a fuss with rats, and you got eaten a lot of chickens, are you still making trouble now?"

It's a pity that the carriage went further and further away, and little Baisha couldn't hear a word of old Sandora's answer.

Along the way, she met many hunched old people living in simple wooden houses, and little Baisha would greet them with great interest, as if she was afraid that everyone would not know that she had been here.

And when the carriage finally stopped in front of the simple wooden house in the innermost part of the forest, little Baisha shouted happily: "Grandma, grandma! I'm coming!" Without waiting for the shepherdess to set up the stool, Enduring the pain, she jumped down from the car, limped towards the wooden house, and kept shouting, "Grandma, grandma?"

The shepherdess took the time to watch Little Baisha's embarrassment that she couldn't wait to get out of the carriage, and she had no intention of stepping forward to help her, and continued to swing her two calves leisurely, leaning against the carriage door, staring at little Baisha with a half-smile. Bai Sha looked.

"Is...Little Baisha?" A joyful old voice sounded, accompanied by a cough, the wooden door opened, and an old woman with a sick face stepped out of the threshold, but her eyesight was a little weak, her eyes were almost squinted There was a gap, and he carefully looked at the little Baisha who had come to the front, and said with a smile, "It's really my beloved little Baisha!" He hugged his granddaughter whom he hadn't seen for many days, and said Muttering petting words like "lose weight".

The two grandparents chatted for a while, and the old horse, which had found a chance to breathe, suddenly walked up its hooves irritably, snorting heavily, and swept away its previous appearance of dying, as if it was eager to leave this place.

Little Baisha, who was hiding in her grandmother's arms, saw that the shepherdess whipped the old horse impatiently, turned the horse's head roughly, and seemed to want to leave here.

"Big Brother! Miss Sister!" Little Baisha shouted loudly to the people in the carriage, "You send me to see grandma, come down and have a cup of tea before you go on your way!"

"No need," the shepherdess said indifferently, "we have something important to do, so let's go."

"Drink a glass of water and eat a few cakes, it won't waste a lot of time..." Little Baisha continued to persuade her to stay.

"Are there any guests here? Who are they?" Little Baisha's grandma, who had poor eyesight, could only vaguely see a blurry thing sticking at the intersection, and hurriedly asked Little Baisha in her arms.

"Yes, grandma, they all hit me on the road, and then saved me..." Little Baisha hadn't finished her sentence, and the grandma who heard her granddaughter was knocked down was already anxious like an ant on a hot pot. He asked anxiously: "What? You were hit? Are you injured anywhere? Go indoors and rest for a while, I'll call old Martin to come over and show you the injury right away!"

"No, grandma, catching the bad guys is more important than my injury!" Little Baisha changed her softness just now, pointed at the people in the carriage, and said loudly, "Grandma, these two are human traffickers! Bad guys! Don't let them go!"

"What!" Little Baisha's grandmother suddenly narrowed her cloudy eyes when she heard it, and her eyes suddenly became sharp. Although she still couldn't see who was at the road door, she subconsciously protected Little Baisha behind her. No longer took out something from his bosom, threw it in the direction of the carriage, and cursed, "Go to death, all traffickers!"

"Oh..." The shepherdess just raised her hand lightly, and easily resolved the grandma's attack, except for the sarcasm in her tone, there was no panic or anxiety at all, she just pouted and sighed, "It seems that I really can't get away Is it..."

Indeed, when she turned the horse's head, she found that the old people emerging from all directions were closing in on them, surrounding them in the center, as if they were catching the people in the carriage like turtles in a urn.

The white hair on the head and the wrinkles on the face of these aging old people all show the vicissitudes of time, but all of them are menacing, although they hold common agricultural tools in their hands, such as axes, sickles, bows and arrows, chopping wood knives ...But every farm tool emits the gloomy light of spells. These seemingly ordinary old people are all hidden monks, and some of them were little Baisha who fought with them all the way after entering the forest. The old man who said hello.

"I knew it was inappropriate!" Old Jeffrey said angrily, "My granddaughter Meryl left the metropolis long ago with my son and daughter-in-law, so why would I ask little Baisha to say hello to me!"

Old Natalie also said indignantly: "When little Baisha told me that the butter biscuits I made for her last time were delicious, I knew something was wrong! Everyone knows that I hate butter the most, so how can I make it?" Butter biscuits! Sure enough, it turned out that little Baisha was kidnapped by the hateful human traffickers!"

"That's right, little Baisha is smart, and she sent us messages in code words that the traffickers don't know!" Old Sandora praised, and then said, "My family never had rats, but once weasels, or Little Betha caught that damn weasel for me! So as soon as she said we had a rat problem, I knew the clever little fellow was telling me she was in big trouble!"

"Grandpa Jeffrey, Grandma Nutley, and Granny Sandra, it's more important to catch the bad guys first at this time..." Little Baisha was a little anxious. Although she likes to hear everyone praise her, she must not Regardless of whether it is slow or slow!She clearly saw the villain who was driving the horse just raised his hand and resolved the siege spell thrown by grandma. She is someone who knows the strength of grandma. , Not many can be resolved so easily.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Catch the bad guys first!" The three old men who were named immediately nodded and said yes. Little Baisha has always been smart, and they don't need to sing about it. The old folks who live here don't know, and who don't know. ?

"I've heard stories about the farmer and the snake, but it's really rare. This time, the snake demon actually became a farmer and picked up a little poisonous snake that was going to bite back." The shepherdess touched her chin with a whip, with malicious intentions teased.

It's a pity that no matter how sharp her words were, not only was there no movement in the carriage, even the breath was barely audible. The shepherdess was stunned, and suddenly pushed open the door of the carriage. The demon, I don't know when it turned into a black shadow and disappeared!

The shepherdess cursed inwardly, but her heart was full of surprises. She was just surrounded by a few monks with no cultivation level, and the proud snake demon ran away after hearing the news?No matter how you look at it, it is impossible to be afraid of these harmless people Xiu!

Undecided, the old monks surrounded by many people issued attacks on the carriage one after another. One or two low-level monks may not be feared, but there are at least twenty or thirty old monks who come together One, probably all the old people in the forest were summoned, because the target was the heinous "human traffickers". Housekeeping skills, the person in the carriage must be captured and sent to the gallows in the city for capital punishment!

So when the spells blended together, the color of the sky and the earth changed suddenly, and the wind blew up, rolling the branches and leaves into the center of the vortex with the carriage as the center. Gradually, free-range chickens, ducks, geese, and birds in the forest were also attracted by the vortex. After entering, the wooden house that had been built for many years could not withstand the wind, and after it collapsed, it was also sucked into the center of the vortex.

Only the unmoving old monks stood in place, chanting spells and attacks incessantly. The sweat that slid down their foreheads declared that even if they combined the strength of the crowd, they were no match for the people on the carriage. It was just that these old monks were very stubborn. There is a tendency to not give up until the people in the carriage are taken down.

Little Baisha hugged a big tree tightly with her hands, feet and feet. The wind was so strong that it made her clothes rattle, and the Little Red Riding Hood on her head was blown to nowhere. Her hair was fluttering in a mess, and she couldn't stand the wind anymore, and she shouted loudly: "Grandma, grandma!" Her hand was injured when she started to write, and now her hand strength to grab the tree trunk began to be weak, and she was holding onto the tree trunk. As soon as Pi let go of his hand, he was about to be sucked into the center of the vortex by the strong wind.

"Ah!" Little Baisha yelled anxiously, and suddenly felt a strong arm hug her up, firmly shielding the strong wind beside her, Little Baisha, who was still in shock, opened her eyes, showing that she did not dare With a look of confidence, he shouted happily, "Brother Hyacinthus! It's you!"

The person in front of me is a very beautiful young man. His good-looking and the devil's good-looking are two different outlines and temperaments. Although it is undeniable that Little Baisha thinks that the devil's appearance is more in line with her aesthetics, but at this moment, Yaxin The appearance of Brother Toss was like a celestial soldier descending from the sky. His halo and demeanor instantly overwhelmed that hateful "human trafficker". No, that human trafficker was not even qualified to compare with Brother Yacintos!

"Well, it's me." Hyacinthus smiled slightly, his voice was like spring water flowing down from the mountain, he gently tidied up little Baisha's messy hair, and complained, "You know that the suburbs are dangerous, but you still go out alone , You are so bold!" The blame turned to blame, but it was not harsh at all, little Baisha stuck out her little tongue, and buried her head in his arms. peace of mind and comfort.

At this time, the weather was clear and the battle between the old monks and the Shepherdess had come to an end. The winners and losers were clear at a glance. The group of old monks were all exhausted and limp on the ground 30 meters away, panting, desperately trying to adjust their breath, wanting to hurry up Once you regain your strength, fight to the death with the human traffickers.

The shepherdess was panting slightly. It was obvious that she had spent a lot of fighting skills with these old monks. Although she was the center of the vortex in the fighting skills just now, the carriage and the old horse she was sitting in were unscathed. , didn't seem to have experienced any strong winds, the old horse's mane was still drooping weakly, biting the grass on the side of the road, looking carefree and carefree, unaware that he had walked from the Temple of Yama.

"Grandma!" Little Baisha saw her grandma slumped on the ground, her heart ached, and she struggled to get out of Brother Hyacinthus' arms and run to her side.

"What's wrong with your hand?" Yacintos was still sharp-eyed, and when he saw her bandaged wrist, he frowned immediately.

After he mentioned it, little Baisha felt the pain in her hands and feet spreading. She pointed at the shepherdess in the carriage and loudly accused her of her evil deeds: "I was injured by this big villain! They are human traffickers." , want to catch me!"

Hyacinthus narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the shepherdess coldly. The cold eyes were like sharp blades. The shepherdess was unmoved, and let him look at her calmly. After a long while, she said: "You are also injured. , I can't help it." Apparently, she also sensed that this person has a powerful spell, but his breath is erratic, and he probably just fought a battle with a brother-in-law, and lost a little bit of color.

"I can't do anything to you," Jacintos withdrew his icy gaze, with a sneer on his lips, "However, the city guards will arrive soon, and it may be difficult for you to escape."

Sure enough, there was a faint magical atmosphere pouring out of the forest, presumably it was the city guards he was talking about, and the shepherdess showed a look of disdain on her face. It is true that she is not afraid of these shrimp soldiers, but there are too many people to fight against them!Just now she fought against the No. 30 old monks with her own power, and she had already consumed a small part of her spells. If a few hundred more city guards came, maybe she would really become a prisoner.

"Your city guards, I'm afraid it's a little difficult to get here right away." Although the shepherdess wanted to retreat in her heart, her mouth was not forgiving, and she replied coldly.

Although the beauty who suddenly appeared, although her spells are also very powerful, the wounds on her body should be caused by the devil. The snake demon probably smelled the approaching danger long ago, so she left without saying goodbye, and ran to stop the girl. Human, although I haven't seen the snake demon turn back yet, it should be to stop the emergence of the city guards. He is a snake demon, and if he wants to escape, he just needs to turn into a cloud of black mist, but she is a human cultivator. You really have to rely on two legs. If you consume too much magic, the speed of escape will slow down. That is a very dangerous thing...

"You really belong together!" Yacintos frowned, feeling a bad omen in his heart. This demon cultivator cultivates alone, and his magic power cannot be ignored. Why did he suddenly come to the metropolis?Is there some ulterior purpose?

"We don't have any malicious intentions," the shepherdess, though arrogant, has experienced many things in the world and understood the truth that one more friend is better than one more enemy. She glared at little Baisha and said, "She was the one who first expressed her malice. Yes, she is so arrogant, there is no reason for me to be rude, right?"

Little Baisha was already limping to help her grandmother. Hearing this, she glared at the shepherdess and said loudly, "You are human traffickers. I forbid you to go to the metropolis to harm other friends!"

The shepherdess was a little speechless. She felt that arguing with this brat made her appear to be as intelligent as herself. After all, it was the fault of the song she learned from the horse seller's granddaughter. If she hadn't sang " Deep Sea Mermaid", she may have gone to the metropolis with the devil now.

At first, I just wanted to sneak into the metropolis in a low-key manner, and then make a secret investigation. The devil is looking for his parrot, and she is looking for the secrets she wants to know. How could it be self-defeating? Otherwise, they wouldn't have casually mobilized hundreds of city guards to follow them.

"If we were human traffickers, we would definitely not pick you..." the shepherdess sneered, "There is no skinny piece of flesh, the face is not good-looking, and the character is not cute!"

After all, Little Baisha is a little girl. She was praised as smart, cute and beautiful since she was a child. This is the first time she has been criticized maliciously by her, so she said angrily: "You are thin and weak with no flesh, and you have an ugly face. It's not cute!"

This obviously offended the shepherdess' rebellion, and the two scolded each other for a while, but in the end the shepherdess found it boring. She claimed to be a cold person, and it was really ignorant to argue with a brat. Ridiculous.

"I'm going to the metropolis now," the shepherdess said to the threatening Hyacinthus. "Are you stopping me now, or are you going to set up a net in the metropolis to catch me?"

Yacintos weighed it up and said with a smile: "Then let's see you in the big city." Although Little Baisha kept accusing them of being human traffickers, a person with such advanced skills, no matter how bad-tempered, would not be so ignorant Doing things that harm yin virtue, every time you pass the catastrophe, it will depend on the degree to which yin virtue endures the catastrophe.

So, little Baisha could only watch helplessly as the villain she had managed to lure to the forest drove away in such a carefree manner.

When the city guards arrived, the shepherdess had long since disappeared. Fortunately, the devil did not attack cruelly. Most of these city guards were not seriously injured, and hundreds of people were unscathed. It is used to help these old monks in the forest rebuild their homes and rebuild the houses that were blown down by the strong wind.

And when night fell, the rebuilt houses were erected. Little Baisha got on the tall horse, shared a ride with Hyacinths, and bid farewell to grandma.

"Little Baisha, tell me, how did you meet those two scoundrels?" At this moment, Yacintos had time to ask little Baisha the ins and outs of the whole incident.

Little Baisha was angry at Brother Jacintos for letting go of the nasty horse trafficker at first, but when she saw the team doctor dressing him, she realized that he was injured. Brother Si's care and concern for her has long dissipated. I wish I was a doctor and could help Brother Jacintos heal his wounds!

After listening to Little Baisha's report, Hyacinthus thought to himself that maybe it was really a misunderstanding, and those two mysterious people definitely didn't come for Little Baisha. Also, such an important secret has been kept for so many years. , how could it be easily seen through?

"Little Baisha, you are not allowed to go out of the city alone again, you know!" Yacintos began to severely criticize her for being careless. You know, when he learned that she went out of the city alone, he was so frightened. Not lightly, he almost turned into a ray of breeze and flew to her side to take care of her, but he couldn't help himself, surrounded by several guards, unable to cast his magic, so he had to run a few streets and get rid of the guards , he just ran out of the city. After all, he was also a person who left the city recklessly. I don’t know how he will be punished by the city lord when he returns...

"Understood!" The little Baisha in training frowned, with a smug smile on her lips, she didn't take Brother Hyacinthus's sternness into consideration at all. Since childhood, Brother Hyacinthus only Will defend her, when did you beat and scold her?

"Every time you make a mistake, you are always perfunctory to me!" Yacintos protested her inattentiveness, with a wounded expression on her warm and jade-like face.

Sitting in front of him, little Baisha couldn't see the expression on his face, and she was still perfunctory: "That's not it! Last time I accidentally broke the vase of the city lord, I corrected it sincerely! And never broke his vase!"

"But you broke his carbon ink bottle, blackened the contract on his parchment, and ruined the transaction of tens of thousands of gold coins..." Yacintos angrily continued to accuse her of not being careless.

"I didn't know that scroll was so valuable..." Little Baisha entangled her hands, muttering to defend herself.

"So, if it's worthless, you can dye the scroll black as you like?" Hyacinthus tapped her forehead lightly, punishing her for her carelessness.

Little Baisha, who was punished, was not angry, and started playing with Hyacinthus happily. Soon, the army arrived at the city gate, but the night had already fallen, and the city gate was also locked. Anyone can come in and out.

Jacintos wore the token of the city lord, and after asking the city guards to check it, the city gate slowly opened. In the place where the dazzling lights and candles were shining, one person stood leisurely in the center of the city gate with his hands behind his back.

When the escorting city guards saw this person, they all knelt down, lowered their heads, and did not dare to move.

Yacintos, who was riding on a tall horse, blinked. He didn't need to look at the man's downcast face, but he knew his identity just by smelling his breath.

Little Baisha, who rode with him, was still ignorant, and shouted to herself: "When I draw the portraits of those two villains, I will post them at the gate of the city, okay, Brother Hyacinthus?"

Hyacinths pursed his lips. He turned over and got off the horse, and hugged the little Baisha who continued to talk nonsense. The surroundings were quiet, only the ignorant horse was snorting and wagging its tail. Why did it suddenly stop.

Little Baisha seemed to have sensed the solemnity of the atmosphere. She looked up and saw that it didn't matter. She trembled in fright, and her feet softened unconsciously. She knelt down and put her head on the ground. Surprised and annoyed, it's over, why is the city lord here?He must punish me for washing the floors again!Well, he is also a big villain, and he will definitely punish Brother Hyacinthus to copy the book again, and he will not be allowed to leave the study until dawn...

Hundreds of people all around knelt silently, like petrified statues, only Hyacinthus stood, his face slightly lowered, his back straight, standing proudly and alone, under the lights, His thin shadow stretched long and spread into the distance.

Little Baisha felt a huge pressure on her head, like being pressed by an invisible mountain. She knew that this was the aura of the city lord. In the metropolis, there was no one who did not respect him. Crouching at his feet... Of course, there are exceptions, such as Brother Hyacinthus who is still standing firmly.

A pair of luxurious boots appeared in front of the prostrate little Baisha. She recognized them as a symbol of the noble status of the city lord. In a metropolis, anyone who can wear such gorgeous clothes must be a person with profound skills A monk, or a fortune-teller with accurate fortune-telling, or other strange talents, like her who was born in a poor family and has not studied any magic arts, must not have such luxurious material enjoyment.

"You have taken away more than 300 city guards from me. You are very capable." The majestic voice of the city lord came from above her head.

Little Baisha was trembling with fright, but she couldn't help admiring Brother Hyacinthus' courage. It was really amazing that he could summon so many city guards!But to be honest, the 300-odd city guards couldn't stop the two traffickers. Little Baisha curled her lips. Are these city guards too bad, or are the two traffickers too powerful?

Of course, she would not know that the two so-called "human traffickers" she met were all powerful characters capable of dominating the world, not to mention the [-] monks who knew spells, even [-] of them were stronger than these city guards. Even powerful warlocks can't do anything to any of them.

"Don't let them follow me next time!" Jacintos replied neither humble nor overbearing. In fact, he felt that being guarded by others also restricted his freedom. No matter what he did, said, or ate, he turned around, His every word and deed will be passed on to this person's ears, and he will be guarded as if he were a prisoner.

Probably because he was afraid of losing again... A bit of bitterness rose in Yacintos' heart.

Little Baisha's admiration for Brother Yacintos has risen again. The city lord is so vicious, Brother Yacintos has not flinched at all. This kind of courage, she has to learn for 100 years... No, not later You can't learn it in 200 years!Who dares to face the old and expressionless face of the city lord!

I was muttering in my heart, but I saw that the foot of the city lord finally moved a step, but the monk Hyacinthus beside him also moved a step, and let out a slight surprise, "Huh?"

If she dared to look up at this time, she would see the extremely majestic city lord in her mind, holding Jacintos' hand to leave here.

Hyacinthos obviously didn't want to be in full view... Well, although everyone knelt down and no one raised their heads, they always felt very awkward and wanted to break away from his hand, but the city lord gave him a warning In the eyes, he had no choice but to give up resistance, and while keeping up with his speed, said in a low voice: "Little Baisha..."

"Send it to scrub the floor of the living room!" The city lord said coldly, and his clever subordinates had already received the order, and only waited for the city lord to leave before punishing little Baisha.

Jacintos paused, and then took another step under the guidance of the dissatisfied city lord, but he estimated in his heart, the living room