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Chapter 89

Along the way, Wen Xiaoyun followed closely behind King Lu's hidden pile. It didn't take long for him to go down the mountain and walk into the small village at the foot of the mountain.

Because it is close to the foot of the mountain, the layout of the village is not square. The roads extend forward crookedly. The small dark houses on both sides seem to be asleep, silent and blurred. Occasionally, there are a few dogs barking that are startled by their footsteps.

, making the night even more peaceful and nihilistic.

Wen Xiaoyun walked step by step on the bumpy dirt road, feeling extremely nervous.

The nervousness was not about herself, but about Yin Nuo and Bai Ya.

If Bai Yao comes back successfully, how should they meet up with Yin Nuo?

What should she do if Bai Ya doesn't come back in time?

If she and Bai Yu are safe but Yinnuo doesn't escape smoothly, what should she do?

The best way to get rid of fear and cowardice is to come up with ways to deal with all bad possibilities.

After walking for a while, I finally followed the hidden stake into a house.

As if someone was waiting behind the courtyard door, the hidden stake only knocked lightly on the courtyard door a few times before the door was opened.

Wen Xiaoyun raised her eyes and looked carefully, and saw that the person who opened the door was a fat old woman. She held a dim lantern in her hand. She didn't even look at the person outside the door, so she raised her hand and let her in.

"Dear guest, this is the guest room. I'm going to get some hot water and food right now. You can rest in the guest room first." King Lu Anzhuang led Wen Xiaojun to the door of the west wing, said respectfully, and turned around.

Just go to the back.

Wen Xiaoyun glanced sideways at the man. He was tall and tall, and although his voice was old, he looked like he was in his forties.

Seeing the man quickly disappearing into the opposite room, Wen Xiaoyun no longer hesitated and stepped up the steps to enter the house.

However, before she could push the door open with her hand, there was another soft and urgent knocking from the direction of the courtyard door.

Wen Xiaoyun's movements immediately froze, and she raised her ears to distinguish carefully.

Although the knock on the door was faster than the sound of King Lu's hidden stake knock on the door, the rhythm of the distribution of light and heavy sounds was the same.

Wen Xiaojun's eyelids twitched suddenly, he opened the door and turned around to walk towards the yard.

The old woman on the other side had already run to open the door when she heard the knock on the door, and the middle-aged man in the opposite room also poked his head out carrying a copper kettle.

"Oh, Lao Wang, come and help." The old woman shouted in a low voice.

The middle-aged man immediately put down the kettle and ran towards the door.

Wen Xiaoyun also walked to the center of the courtyard, and then the old woman held the lantern and saw the visitor's figure at a glance.

It is undoubtedly the White Bird.

He was also carrying a large living man who had been tied to death on his shoulders.

However, the big living person was either drugged or knocked unconscious. He was lying on Bai Ya's shoulder without any struggle or reaction.

As soon as Bai Yao raised his head, he saw Wen Xiaoyun in the yard. He casually threw the prisoner on his shoulder in front of the approaching man with a hidden stake, and headed straight for Wen Xiaoyun.

Wen Xiaoyun really wanted to ask what was going on, but this was King Lu's hidden territory, and she was really afraid that she would say something wrong and cause trouble for Bai Yao.

As she expected, Bai Yu didn't say anything to Wen Xiaoyun. He grabbed her hand and took her into the house.

After closing the door, Bai Yu walked to the kang in the house, fumbled for the position of the kang table with familiarity, took out the fire stick, and lit the candle in the room.

The flickering candlelight slowly outlined the figures and faces of the two people clearly.

"Jun Qing——" Bai Yu said anxiously, suddenly as if he saw something unexpected, he choked for a moment before speaking again, "Are you injured?"

He raised his hand to touch the blood stains on Wen Xiaoyun's face scraped by branches.

Wen Xiaoyun didn't care about this. He grabbed Bai Yao's hand and asked hurriedly: "The branch scratched, it's okay. Brother Bai, is the person you captured the one who hypnotized us?"

But as soon as he finished speaking, Wen Xiaoyun was frightened by the scene in front of him.

Bai Yao's face and body were covered in blood, and even his hair had line after line of blood drops.

Wen Xiaoyun grabbed both of his arms, her voice choked with sobs, "Brother Bai... are you injured?"

Only then did Bai Yu realize how embarrassed he was.

He withdrew his hand, touched his wet and sticky hair, and suddenly laughed out loud, "Don't be afraid, Mr. Jun, this blood is not from Bai Yao. It's just that those thieves were very cunning. After discovering the traces of Bai Yao, they immediately

Several formations were formed, flanking attacks from the front and back, and traps on the left and right.

In order to catch the leader of the thieves, Wu had no choice but to go on a killing spree and get rid of all the men in the yard."

Although Bai Yu said it in an understatement, it only took twenty or thirty minutes. Wen Xiaoyun could fully imagine how intense the scene would be.

"There are so many thieves, but their skills are not low..." She looked at Bai Yao, who usually loves to be clean, and turned into a bloody man at this time. She couldn't help but feel distressed, and her voice was choked with sobs and it was difficult to flow smoothly.

"You are so..."

Seeing Wen Xiaoyun's tears falling uncontrollably, Bai Yu's heart felt warm.

He must be very important in her mind.

"It's okay," Bai Yao raised his hand to wipe away the tears on her cheeks, his voice becoming gentler.


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