After wearing a book, the sickly tyrant only acts like a spoiled child in my arms

Chapter 298 You Are Not A Real Slave
In the attack of the disease, he is indeed no different from a madman.

But his damaged body couldn't support his crazy behavior.

The fire light gradually blurred in his eyes, turning into continuous golden patches, the pavilion was crumbling, and a figure fleeing in panic appeared in his field of vision.

Seeing that the collapsed pavilion was about to crush her in the fire, the man leaped forward, dragged the figure past, and held her in his hand.

After landing, he even threw his figure to the side, and he rolled on the ground to act as a buffer. Before he got up, he heard "Boom"!
The flower building completely collapsed.

The crowd was in an uproar, drowning out the sound of burning.

Song Xingshi jumped over the rescue crowd and looked for the location where Yan Yunxiao fell.

Sure enough, I saw him lying in the ruins, his exposed skin was scorched by a layer of skin, and the corner of his lips was winding with black blood that had stagnated for a long time on his chest. It was burnt to pieces.

Song Xingshi took a lot of effort to move him out of the ruins, and winked at his subordinates in the black market, and was about to leave when suddenly a hand grabbed his ankle.

It was the woman Yan Yunxiao rescued just before the attic collapsed.

It was also the woman they saw in the flower building.

Chi Baijing's face was also quite miserable. She crawled over, grabbed Song Xingshi's robe and stood up slowly. Just as she stood up, Rushui's eyes looked over her softly, then her body went limp again, and she fell to the ground, completely unconscious.

She is out of time.

This injection can only keep her moving freely for an hour, after which she will fall into a brief coma.

That is to say, she must escape from Hualou within an hour and find a safe place to ensure that she will not be in danger again when she is asleep.

This is really too difficult for her, an ordinary person who has not been trained.

Because Yan Yunxiao gave her a hand at the moment of life and death, she chose to trust them.

Song Xingshi looked at the woman lying at his feet, thought for a while, and finally set his eyes on the silver needle on her chest, and sighed deeply.

The fire was so loud that the whole street was in chaos tonight, and no one would notice whether there were a few people missing or dead.

Sang's mother was injured, watching her life savings collapse in front of her, the flames were still burning, and crying was heart-piercing.

At this time, the officers and soldiers were also dispatched to put out the fire and rescue the fire. Mr. Luo came to the black market to do illegal transactions. Even if the "goods" were missing, he didn't dare to announce it loudly.

It took Su Jiu'er a lot of effort to crawl from the courtyard of Hualou to the side of the street.

Hearing the uniform footsteps of officers and soldiers on the street, she had no choice but to climb under the carriage of a carriage on the side of the road.

After finally escaping from Hualou, the officers and soldiers can no longer arrest him.

But she never expected that the owner of this carriage would be on his way at night.

Not long after she hid in, a group of people came out from the restaurant next door.

Thinking that this flower building caught fire, even the restaurant next door also suffered. His upper private room on the second floor was extremely hot and choking due to the thick smoke, and he couldn't sleep at all.

Passengers checked out and fled after watching the fire trick.

The same is probably true of the owner of the carriage.

Several servants hugged their master and got into the carriage, Su Jiu'er silently waited for the carriage to drive away, bent her body and prepared to crawl away before looking for the next hidden hiding place.

This bracelet and anklet made her actions greatly reduced and she was in a mess.

I still have to find a way to get rid of this iron chain.

Before she lost her thoughts, Su Jiuer heard, "There is someone under the car."

In the next instant, he was brought up.

"Eh…"

Su Jiu'er let out a low cry, and she was already thrown into the carriage.

The carriage was very spacious, and there was only a luxuriously dressed master sitting inside, and a voice outside the carriage said, "Master, don't worry, she doesn't know how to fight."

"How will the master deal with her?"

Su Jiuer blinked unexpectedly, and looked up at the "Master" sitting inside. Is she being treated as a thief or an assassin?

Just as he was about to explain, the words came to his lips and turned into a sentence, "Huh"?
The sitting middle-aged man looked majestic, and the white eyelashes on his eyes were pale and cold.

Is there another race in this world?

No, it's not.

Not only his eyelashes are white, but even his eyebrows and hair are white.

Even the skin was terribly pale, and the pupils "faded" to varying degrees.

It's not a sign of race, it's a pathological change.

The man glanced at her, his eyes fell on the iron lock on her wrist, and he said in a deep voice, "What are you doing hiding under the car? Assassinating...me?"

Ask seriously.

It seemed that even if Su Jiuer said "yes", this man would not believe it.

Because he saw that Su Jiuer's hands and feet were chained up, assassinating her was even more difficult than committing suicide.

Before Su Jiu'er could answer, he closed his eyes sternly, and said softly, "A Zhuo, you are too nervous."

"Just a runaway slave hiding under a car."

"Throw it out."

The guard named A Zhuo answered in a low voice, and he opened the curtain of the car to bring Su Jiu'er out.

Su Jiu'er said to the owner in the car, "You... come from the Moon Kingdom."

This person doesn't seem to be murderous, Su Jiu'er thought to herself, she'd better stay in his carriage for a while before talking about any topic.

Otherwise, if she is thrown out of the car, she will inevitably fall into the hands of officers and soldiers in this state.

The guard, Azhuo, scolded in a low voice, "Irreverent slave!", and grabbed her back by the collar.

The man opened his eyes.

From the Moon Kingdom?Very novel statement.

Su Jiuer thought for a while, they probably didn't understand the meaning, so she said again, "You can't be exposed to the sun, right?"

The man's hand was visibly clenched into a fist.

"A Zhuo."

With a deep voice, he stopped Azhuo's behavior.

He looked at Su Jiu'er again.

"What else do you know?"

His eyes are majestic, with a strong sense of class oppression.

Su Jiu'er said, "Master, take me out of the city, and I'll tell you when I get out of the city."

A Zhuo thought to himself, how dare a rude slave negotiate terms with my master!
His fists were clenched.

As long as the master gave the order, he would not hesitate to throw this dirty slave out of the car.

The man glanced at the cumbersome iron chains on her body, and closed his eyes again.

"Azhuo, let's go."
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Feeling the rickety progress of the carriage, Su Jiu'er finally breathed a sigh of relief, and lay down in the carriage tiredly.

The middle-aged man couldn't help frowning as he looked at the "slave" who was exhausted into a puddle of mud at his feet.

If it wasn't for this disease, he wouldn't have to go to other countries to search for strange people.

Does this woman really know about his strange disease?
He couldn't help but be suspicious.

But besides this "slave", he couldn't find another person.

"You're not really a 'slave.'"

He opened his mouth to expose Su Jiu'er's identity.

Su Jiu'er sat up slowly leaning on the carriage, and said seriously, "You guessed right."

(End of this chapter)