I was suddenly kidnapped and brought here by a horse thief. I had to find a way out, but I was tied up and couldn't move. What should I do?

Lin Nuanxi hit Nazhen beside her with her body: [Nazhen, how are you?]

[Miss Nuanxi, I'm scared.] Nazhen Dawa is just a teenage girl. Of course, she will be afraid when she meets the fierce horse thief.

She is just a civilian, and even if she is killed here, the Tibetan government will not pay much attention.

[Don't be afraid, those guys dare not do anything to you.] Lin Nuanxi's firm tone exudes a reassuring sense of security: [I'll find a way.]

Looking around the yurt, Lin Nuanxi's vision was frozen on a light holder beside the yurt.

The tip of the wax insert is a columnar sharp thorn.

A bright and sharp flashed at the bottom of the amber eyes, and Lin Nuanxi touched Nazhen again with her elbow.

[Nazhen, stand up against me, move gently.] Lin Nuanxi looked at Nazhen with a look at him. Nazhen was so smart that she nodded.

The two cooperated with each other and moved carefully. Lin Nuanxi's back hurt his arm and tried hard to get the lamp holder in his hand.

Sitting back to the same place, Lin Nuanxi used the help of the opposite side to reflect her tied wrist mirror, and used her sharp thorns and movements to fiddle with something patiently and slightly.

The fan outside the yurt was lifted up by a big hand. Lin Nuanxi quickly stopped his movements and held the candlestick in the palm of his hand.

[Roble, why are you in such a hurry to go in? Come and have another bowl!]

[They were so strong that they couldn't escape!]

Nazhen looked at the hand that was holding the cloth fan in fear, and her heart was thrust into her throat. If Roble came in now, then she and Lin Nuanxi would probably be in danger.

Closed his eyes, Nazhen shook her body and begged and prayed silently in her heart.

Compared to Nazhen, Lin Nuanxi's face was particularly quiet, and her beautiful eyes were stained with the sharp breath of Beitang Yaori.

Fortunately, the hand hesitated, then lowered the fan and shrank it out, and did not enter the yurt.

Lin Nuanxi slowly let out a light breath and continued the movements in his hand.

[Click!] Feeling the pain of a tension in his arm, Lin Nuanxi knew that she had succeeded!

[Miss Nuanxi, the rope is open!]

[Shh—] Lin Nuanxi made a gesture of silence and shook her head.

Lin Nuanxi knew very well what was going on outside. More than a dozen fat and strong men were not something that the two little girls could deal with.

Lin Nuanxi carefully opened a crack and looked outside. There were men sitting around the bonfire, and there were several guards next to the horses.

Lin Nuanxi was silent for a while, turned her head to look at Nazhen, and looked at her hidden robe: [Nazhen, let's change our clothes.]

Nazhen didn't know what Lin Nuanxi was going to do, but nodded obediently and changed her clothes with Lin Nuanxi.

Lin Nuanxi tidied up her hair in front of the mirror, and her delicate face was calm and composed: [Nazhen, no matter what I say in a while, just listen to what I do. ]

[Hmm!] Nazhen nodded again, feeling a little scared.

Lin Nuanxi patted her shoulder comfortably and turned around and walked outside the yurt.

Nazhen heard various awesome sounds of men outside inside.

[I can actually untie the rope myself. This little hoof is not simple!] I was suddenly kidnapped by a horse thief and brought here. I have to find a way out, but I was tied up and couldn't move. What should I do?

Lin Nuanxi hit Nazhen beside her with her body: [Nazhen, how are you?]

[Miss Nuanxi, I'm scared.] Nazhen Dawa is just a teenage girl. Of course, she will be afraid when she meets the fierce horse thief.

She is just a civilian, and even if she is killed here, the Tibetan government will not pay much attention.

[Don't be afraid, those guys dare not do anything to you.] Lin Nuanxi's firm tone exudes a reassuring sense of security: [I'll find a way.]

Looking around the yurt, Lin Nuanxi's vision was frozen on a light holder beside the yurt.

The tip of the wax insert is a columnar sharp thorn.

A bright and sharp flashed at the bottom of the amber eyes, and Lin Nuanxi touched Nazhen again with her elbow.

[Nazhen, stand up against me, move gently.] Lin Nuanxi looked at Nazhen with a look at him. Nazhen was so smart that she nodded.

The two cooperated with each other and moved carefully. Lin Nuanxi's back hurt his arm and tried hard to get the lamp holder in his hand.

Sitting back to the same place, Lin Nuanxi used the help of the opposite side to reflect her tied wrist mirror, and used her sharp thorns and movements to fiddle with something patiently and slightly.

The fan outside the yurt was lifted up by a big hand. Lin Nuanxi quickly stopped his movements and held the candlestick in the palm of his hand.

[Roble, why are you in such a hurry to go in? Come and have another bowl!]

[They were so strong that they couldn't escape!]

Nazhen looked at the hand that was holding the cloth fan in fear, and her heart was thrust into her throat. If Roble came in now, then she and Lin Nuanxi would probably be in danger.

Closed his eyes, Nazhen shook her body and begged and prayed silently in her heart.

Compared to Nazhen, Lin Nuanxi's face was particularly quiet, and her beautiful eyes were stained with the sharp breath of Beitang Yaori.

Fortunately, the hand hesitated, then lowered the fan and shrank it out, and did not enter the yurt.

Lin Nuanxi slowly let out a light breath and continued the movements in his hand.

[Click!] Feeling the pain of a tension in his arm, Lin Nuanxi knew that she had succeeded!

[Miss Nuanxi, the rope is open!]

[Shh—] Lin Nuanxi made a gesture of silence and shook her head.

Lin Nuanxi knew very well what was going on outside. More than a dozen fat and strong men were not something that the two little girls could deal with.

Lin Nuanxi carefully opened a crack and looked outside. There were men sitting around the bonfire, and there were several guards next to the horses.

Lin Nuanxi was silent for a while, turned her head to look at Nazhen, and looked at her hidden robe: [Nazhen, let's change our clothes.]

Nazhen didn't know what Lin Nuanxi was going to do, but nodded obediently and changed her clothes with Lin Nuanxi.

Lin Nuanxi tidied up her hair in front of the mirror, and her delicate face was calm and composed: [Nazhen, no matter what I say in a while, just listen to what I do. ]

[Hmm!] Nazhen nodded again, feeling a little scared.

Lin Nuanxi patted her shoulder comfortably and turned around and walked outside the yurt.

Nazhen heard various awesome sounds of men outside inside.
Chapter completed!