The flaming sky is crazy against the world, miss

Chapter 11

On the outskirts path, a simple checkpoint was set up, and a few men holding swords, big and three thick, were checking the passers-by.

Lie Yan followed the team in a donkey cart, moving very slowly.

"Stop, stop, where did you come from?"

"Master, I'm planning to go to Pengcheng to do some small business." The stopped old man carried the burden, and tremblingly reached out to open the two bucket lids.

The people following hurriedly covered their noses, shouting "It stinks" and "It stinks to death".

"What is it?" The big man guarding the level stared and scolded angrily.

"It's the stinky tofu brewed by the old man. Would you like a few pieces?"

"Go, go, go!"

"The people behind keep up, hurry up! How old is this kid? What does he do?"

"Ah..." A seven or eight-year-old child opened his mouth and burst into tears after his head was poked twice by the rough hand of the big man.

"Strange, what happened, why is there a strict checkpoint here?" The woman in front of Lie Yan couldn't help asking, holding a basket.

"Hey, I heard that people from the Demon Sect sneaked in last night and made a big fuss in the City Lord's Mansion. This checkpoint was set up before dawn today."

"No way. People from the Demon Cult are really getting more and more rampant, how dare they come to our Pengcheng to make trouble?"

"That's right." The uncle shook his head and sighed.

Seeing this, the guy next to him interjected in a low voice, "I heard that last night, even the people from Liehuozhuang Village were dispatched a lot, following the people from the City Lord's Mansion, and caught those fugitives from the evil sect in the streets and alleys."

"Yes, yes, my sister sneaked out in the middle of the night, saying that she wanted to see the demeanor of the young master of Liehuozhuang."

Huo'er was gnawing on a red apple, and you took a bite out of bean buns, and Lie Yan sat in the car with the children, waiting to pass the test.

The voices outside could be heard very clearly.

Lie Yan raised her slender hand, opened a curtain slightly, and frowned.

A gust of wind blew, Lie Yan's heart skipped a beat, he turned his head suddenly, and when he stretched out his hand to grab Huo'er, it was too late.

Taking a closer look, there was a handsome little boy about seven or eight years old with a golden red mole on the center of the brow in the car.

The apple bone in Huo'er's hand rolled into the car.

The boy was twisting Huo'er's little neck with one hand, looked at Lie Yan, and said in a cold voice, "Help me get through safely."

"Bad..." Lie Yan covered the small mouth of the bean bag, and looked at the boy with a serious expression, "If my son is hurt, he will die in the sky and on the earth, in the ends of the world!"

The boy said indifferently, "As long as I'm fine, he's fine."

Lie Yan didn't ask such stupid questions as who you are, nor did he explore how he got into the donkey cart, but just threw him a small piece of clothing, "You smell very bloody, change it."

The boy stuffed something into Huo'er's mouth and pushed him lightly. Huo'er opened his hands and crawled into Lie Yan's arms, resting his head on her chest, blinking in grievance, "Mother, brother gave me the food!" Poison, am I going to die?"

Lie Yan took the opportunity to feel the pulse of Huo'er, a slightly relaxed smile slid across the corner of his lips, and gave the boy a meaningful look, "It's all right."

For some unknown reason, Nie Wushuang's heart thumped inexplicably, and there was always a sense of guilt that the woman in front of him would see through something.

The donkey cart moved forward slowly.

Suddenly, a big rough palm opened the curtain with a bang, and the smell of the smell made his hand pause slightly, and then he shouted loudly, "Everyone get out of the car."

(End of this chapter)