The dog kept barking, Ruan Ningxiang frowned, her bloodthirsty expression just now disappeared, and she dodged slightly to stay away from the dog.

How dare you scare his woman.

Chu Yu suddenly looked over with piercing eyes, and fired two silver needles in his hand. One of them went into the heart, and the other went into the throat. The dog fell to the ground, not dead, but unable to cry out.

At this time, the man in black who was seriously injured in the room heard the noise and rushed out with a knife.

Ruan Ningxiang hooked her toes, and the knife in Meng Lang's hand fell into her hand.

Knives are much easier to use than daggers.

The man in front of him was only wearing a pair of trousers, with many bandages wrapped around his body, still showing large scars from whipping and torture.

Even walking is lame and has no deterrent effect.

It's Mengchun in the Meng brothers.

Meng Lang actually rescued him from A Yue.

Incredible.

When Meng Chun saw his brother lying dead on the ground, his eyes turned red and he couldn't even care about the injuries on his body.

He rushed over with his knife raised.

"Don't kill, keep alive."

Chu Yu found a stool and sat down.

"Okay."

Ruan Ningxiang smiled brightly in the sunshine.

Hey...

He is so handsome with his playful look.

Chu Yu smiled and stared at the person.

People in the flower fields in the distance all heard the noise here, and stood up from the fields one after another, stretching their little heads and looking here.

But he didn't dare to take a step closer.

The little boy sat on the rock, filled his stomach, and waited for a while but no one came.

Worried, they ran over and said to their companions: "They are the people sent by my mother to save us."

A group of friends looked blank and disbelieving.

A tall, dark boy said: "How do you know you are the one who saved us? What if you lied to us and took us to another place?"

"It's just that a few days ago, the Aliang who was just captured tried to hide in the boat and escape. In the end, what happened, he fed it alive to the dogs."

At the mention of Ah Liang, everyone's excitement disappeared in an instant, and some of the timid ones shrank back into the plowing fields and continued working.

The little boy was anxious. He pulled the tallest boy and tried his best to convince him, "Brother A Sheng, it's true. I know that big sister. She was sent by my mother to pick me up."

The boy named A Sheng, who looks about thirteen or fourteen years old, has been here the longest.

Among the group of people, the oldest was thirteen or fourteen, the youngest was only six or seven years old, and some of them had just been arrested.

No matter how long it takes, I have been whipped, and I have seen with my own eyes the tragic death of my friends around me.

The little body and mind were devastated.

I learned to be submissive under strong force, and I was too timid to have any ideas.

He could only look at the oldest Ah Sheng beside him.

Ah Sheng was also hesitant. Of course he wanted to leave, but he was also afraid that his wrong decision would harm this group of people.

Seeing that they couldn't move, the little boy turned around and left, "If you don't leave, I will!"

"Brother Ah Sheng." Some people were still moved.

The boy named Ah Sheng looked at the back of little Juejue and suddenly said: "Let's follow and see what happens."

On the other end, Ruan Ningxiang subdued Meng Chun without any effort.

The knife was placed on Meng Chun's neck. Before he could ask any questions, Meng Chun twisted his neck and wanted to die.

Ruan Ningxiang has quick eyes and quick hands.

It's so easy to die.

Chu Yu took a rest and went into the house to find a rope.

The person was tied up three or five times.

Chu Yu said: "Just in case, we can't stay here for a long time."

Ruan Ningxiang nodded and was about to go find the little boy.

The little boy ran over with a group of children and said, "We will go home with you."

A series of expectant eyes looked at her.

Ruan Ningxiang said solemnly: "Okay, brother and sister will take you home!"

The little boys who had been oppressed for too long saw their usual bullies, one dead in the yard and the other tied up.

The two people in front of them were both Dachu people who said the same thing as them.

Only then did they believe that it was indeed the person who rescued them, and they all cheered instantly.

Everyone started to pack their things. Actually, there was not much, just some water and food.

Ruan Ningxiang took two knives, just in case.

There were knife wound medicine and gauze in the room, and Chu Yu took them all. He also saw some semi-dream seeds, so he took them with him after hesitation.

Ruan Ningxiang lit a fire and burned this harmful sea of ​​flowers.

A group of people quickly got on the boat.

Chu Yu directed the older children to set sail.

Although these children are timid, they have been doing farm work all year round and have good physical strength.

The fire in the sea of ​​flowers was burning, billowing with thick smoke.

Chu Yu pointed to the west direction of the sun and ordered them to turn the sails and set sail west.

After a lot of trouble, Chu Yu's wound oozed blood again, so he changed the wound medicine and bandaged it again.

The two of them sat in the cabin, having slept in the open for several days, and finally could take a good breath.

Meng Chun was tied to the pole of the boat by Wu Hua Da, unable to even move.

On the deck, a group of children gathered together, looking at the burning island in the distance, still a little unbelievable.

A seven or eight-year-old boy asked in a nonchalant manner: "Are we really going home? It's not a dream."

The naughty little boy pinched him and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"pain."

"My mother said that dreaming won't hurt. Every time I dream about my mother hitting me, I will be frightened and wake up." The little boy sniffed and lowered his voice, "I miss my mother so much."

"I miss my mother too."

Ruan Ningxiang sat quietly against the cabin window, listening to their conversation.

In fact, she also missed home, but she couldn't even find the direction home.

"Why, you can't bear to be here anymore?" Chu Yu whispered in her ear.

"That's not true."

Ruan Ningxiang pushed him gently, Chu Yu deliberately snarled, Ruan Ningxiang hurriedly checked, "Does it hurt?"

Chu Yu nodded, grabbed her hand, wiped it on the wound, "It hurts."

"It hurts to touch."

Ruan Ningxiang withdrew her hand, knowing that he was teasing her. There were a group of children here.

She changed the subject, "It will get dark soon, and the sun will no longer guide us. What should we do? That Meng Chun will definitely not tell us how to go."

"Why are you pointing at him? It's enough as long as I'm here." Chu Yu raised his eyebrows proudly.

"Do you know the way home?"

"It's necessary." Chu Yu smiled mysteriously, "I have to take my wife home, right?"

When arriving, Chu Yu deliberately memorized the route.

Not long after he finished speaking, the boat was shaken violently by the waves.

"What's going on?"

Ruan Ningxiang grabbed Chu Yu's hand, and Chu Yu managed to stabilize his body and stood up while holding on to the hull.

It's a whirlpool on the sea.
To be continued...