Jiu Rao's expression became a little cold, and there was a hint of pressure in her voice: "Luan Fei."

The boy paused, and obviously heard Jiu Rao's voice. He rose from the ground like a ghost, and a backflip rushed over and arrived in front of Jiu Rao in an instant.

Jiu Rao glanced at him coldly, turned around and walked towards the deserted place: "Go."

Luan Fei pursed his lips and turned his head silently to look at the battle situation in the distance. Later, the men in black made more ruthless and fierce moves. One move would definitely lead to a dying death.

Those usually fierce guards under their hands were powerless to resist like women and children.

A large group of guards who were originally overwhelmed with scattered a sudden drop of a large area.

The madam was already scared by the sudden arrival of the scene before her and her face was bloodless, and she couldn't tell the truth at all.

This is the best time to leave.

Luan Fei closed his eyes and slowly let out a breath. He just vented his sanitation and had dissipated the depressed and dirty air that had been suppressed in his heart these days, and he was even a little out of control.

He raised his hand and looked at it. A trace of pain flashed through his eyes. He gritted his teeth hard, looked up at the girl in front of him, and did not hesitate anymore, and quickly followed.

Two carriages were parked in a remote corner.

Jiurao got on the carriage in front and turned to look at Luan Fei: "Come up."

As the words fell, they lifted the curtain and entered.

Luan Fei followed him into the carriage silently, lifted the curtain and walked in, only to find that there was another person in the carriage.

Jiurao sat down on the couch in the carriage, and Luan Fei didn't know whether to sit or stand...

"Kneel down." Bai Qingli said in a faint tone, "No slave can be on an equal footing with his master."

Luan Fei's expression changed slightly, and his eyes shot towards Bai Qingli like a cold sword.

"Bai Qingli." Jiu Rao turned his eyes and looked at him calmly, "Either shut up from now on, or stay in the carriage behind."

Just as Jiu Rao went to Jinyulou, Bai Qingli had someone to buy a carriage again. Tianshu, who was in a coma, was placed in the newly bought carriage behind. Wen Zheng, who knew how to do martial arts, was taken care of by the carriage.

Bai Qingli smiled: "Xiao Raoer is so ruthless. She will tear the bridge after crossing the river."

Forgot who gave this tragic Pojun star to her?

"What I'm best at is to burn bridges across the river." Jiurao said in a light tone, "You will get used to it in the future."

Tsk.

Bai Qingli shook his head, picked up a book and looked it up, but he really shut up.

"Luan Fei, it will be of no benefit to you for being meaningless." Jiu Rao held his cheek and said to the point of savoring, "For me, your self-esteem and pride have long disappeared - perhaps it should be said that your pride has been crushed as soon as I was sent to the Jinyu Tower."

Luan Fei closed his eyes silently. The carriage was quite large, but the space was limited after all.

He just felt depressed at this moment.

He was tall and needed to bend over in the carriage. This posture was obviously uncomfortable. He stood silently for a moment, and he slowly bent his knees and kneeled in front of the girl in a silent and surrendered posture.

It is indeed stupid to continue to stick to meaningless dignity and pride at this point.

His family was destroyed and his family was destroyed, and he had even been to the brothel. What kind of dignity does he have?

What you should think most now is how to take revenge.

The carriage slowly drove up and walked all the way to the outside of the city gate. Ji Huangyu and Mo Hua rode outside one by one. When they saw the carriage coming out, they breathed a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!