In the era, I was finally born after my mother read my mind.

Tuanzi stayed for a while, moving his little hands and feet, but didn't hear any sound.

Tentatively, he stretched out his paws, pulled open the bag, and poked his fat head out of it.

She looked around and found that the person who took her to find her father was already asleep.

He slapped them on the face with his little fat claws and yelled twice, but there was no response from either of them.

Tuanzi stayed for a while longer, with his fur flying in the morning breeze and his belly growling.

Fatty Claws patted his belly: "Hungry, Fuman is hungry."

With an aggrieved little mouth, he stood up with his little butt stuck out, jumped on their stomachs and jumped twice.

The two men just grunted and still didn't wake up.

Tuanzi was angry, ignored them, and walked on his short legs.

After walking for two steps, I felt tired and my short legs were swaying uncontrollably, so I raised my butt and crawled with my fat paws on the ground.

In the barren mountains and ridges, the morning dew is cool.

The white and tender dumplings turned into little clay dolls in a short time.

It crawled with a squeaking sound, making its little face turn red.

Climbing to a fork in the road, I looked around and headed into the forest.

There is no road in the forest, but it does not affect Tuanzi's speed at all.

When the sun rises high, we reach the depths of the forest.

His stomach growled in protest, and Tuanzi stopped aggrievedly, unable to crawl anymore.

"Fu Man Hungry." Fatty Claw wiped his tears, leaving a dark mark.

The soft, dull hair sticks to the plump and white forehead, just like its owner, limp and weak.

"Squeak..."

On the green tree trunk, hanging upside down was a white-haired monkey as big as a seven or eight-year-old child.

The round monkey eyes stared at Tuanzi with confusion and curiosity.

Tuanzi raised his fat head and blinked his big eyes.

"squeak?"

"Squeak, squeak, squeak..." The white-haired monkey stretched out his long arm and spread his palm. In his palm was a banana, which he handed to Fuman.

Tuanzi's eyes were sparkling, and the banana was a bit big, so he had to hold it firmly with his two fat paws.

Tuanzi was extremely satisfied and grinned happily.

"Chuck...thank you, Zhizhi."

The white-haired monkey was so happy when he saw Tuanzi accepting what he gave him, that he also grinned happily.

“Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak.

Fuman let out a yelp, opened his millet teeth and gnawed on the banana, but he managed to gnaw out the emoticon without gnawing off the skin.

He was so anxious that he was cursing and drooling.

The white-haired monkey squeaked twice and stretched out his paw to help Tuanzi peel the banana.

Tuanzi happily grabbed the monkey's paw and stood up, rubbing his fat face: "Zhizhi, okay."

"Squeak, squeak, squeak..." The white-haired monkey didn't know whether he understood it or not. Anyway, he seemed shy.

Fuman whined and gnawed on the banana. His mouth was too small, and the banana mashed all over his face, but it didn't affect the little thing's happiness at all.

"Let's go," Tuanzi Zilaisu climbed onto the back of the white-haired monkey and ordered with a roar.

The white-haired monkey has no temper at all. He carries the dumpling on his back and points where to go.

imperial capital.

"Mr. Ji, the person who captured Fuman has been caught, but..."

The hearts of everyone in the Rong family tightened and they stared at Xiaobai, waiting for his last words.

"But Fuman is gone."

Lan Qingshuang stepped forward, grabbed Xiao Bai's arm and asked, "What do you mean missing?"

Xiaobai pursed his lips and said, "The person who arrested Fuman was caught by the villagers of Linshan Brigade in Qingshan Town, fifty miles outside the imperial capital."

"The villagers said that the two of them took Fuman to the village to beg for food, but their sharp eyes noticed something was wrong."

"I chased the two of them all night and caught them at the foot of the mountain."

"But when they caught him, they were paralyzed from running away and fell asleep on the ground, but Fuman was nowhere to be found." "I walked around the perimeter and found no trace."

"We don't rule out the possibility that... it was taken away by wild animals."

Lan Qingshuang's figure swayed and her face turned as white as paper: "It's impossible, there's no way something could happen to my Fuman, it's absolutely impossible."

Yao Susu supported her and comforted her softly, yes, Fuman is a blessed child and nothing will happen to her.

Mr. Ji asked in a deep voice, "Is anyone going to the scene to look for you?"

Xiaobai nodded: "I've sent someone there. I'm afraid you might be anxious, so I came here to report the news first."

"Prepare the car, I'll go find it myself." The old man stood up.

Lan Qingshuang and Yao Susu also stepped forward at the same time: "We are going too."

The old man hesitated for a second and did not refuse.

Xiaobai arranged the car, and the group set off towards the mountains where Fuman disappeared.

As for Tuanzi who entered the mountains, he had already passed through several mountains with the help of the white-haired monkey.

Although the road she pointed was unorganized, the final direction was to the border town.

border town.

"Third brother, I received the news."

In the Xiongba staff dormitory, Gu Mingfeng excitedly whispered into Ye Zhoushan's ear.

Ye Zhoushan raised his eyebrows: "Were they really captured by Feilong?"

Gu Mingfeng shook his head: "No, no, not all of them were caught."

"Some people were arrested, but we don't know exactly who they were and where they were taken."

Ye Zhoushan raised his eyebrows: "Who replied to you? I wrote you a letter. How did you know so much? Do you want to meet up?"

Ye Zhoushan didn't understand the matter of passing secret messages. He imagined just drawing a symbol to show that I was here and conveying some simple information.

For someone like Gu Mingfeng who knew so much, he couldn't deliver a letter of twenty or thirty words.

Gu Mingfeng glanced at Ye Zhoushan resentfully: "It's not like you don't know our situation, so how can you write a letter?"

"The news says that there is no need to rendezvous for the time being. Our current status is very suitable for undercover agents. Let us stay and wait for orders."

Ye Zhoushan clicked his tongue. This is not a letter. Can it be expressed clearly with one or two symbols?
"Has Brother Zhong been arrested?"

Gu Mingfeng shook his head in a matter-of-fact manner: "Whoever gets caught will not be caught by the captain. It was the captain who gave me the news."

Ye Zhoushan chuckled. When this person called him a nickname, he didn't take it so naturally.

"Okay, you keep in touch with them and do whatever you need to do. If you want my help, just ask."

Gu Mingfeng was confused: "Third brother, what are you doing?"

Ye Zhoushan curled his lips evilly: "I want to explore the bottom of the Avenue of Peace."

Gu Mingfeng opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, and finally chose to shut up.

In Feilong Dungeon, an elegant and thin man was tied to a chair and forced to look at the people being tortured across from him.

"Well..." The red-hot iron fell on several people, causing a muffled groan and the sound of teeth grinding and trembling.

The smell of burning flesh filled the nostrils, but no one cried out in pain or begged for mercy.

The eyes of the man on the chair under his glasses were cold, handsome, and unmoved.

The dark-skinned man smiled coldly: "Professor Lan, do you really bear to see your family suffer such pain?"

Lan Wanggui responded in silence.

The dark-skinned man's face turned gloomy again, and he gritted his teeth: "Continue."

On the opposite side, silver needles soaked in salt water were mercilessly thrust into the fingertips of several people.

Screams broke out.

Lan Wanggui moved his fingertips, but they still didn't move.

The punishment continued. Relatives and friends who followed Lan Wang back to China, as well as family and friends of other scholars and professors, were poisoned one after another.

Some people couldn't bear it and lowered their heads, while others were strong-willed and ended their lives.

Both the Lan family and the Dai family responded with silence. They had family waiting for them and would not end their lives.

They have faith and will not choose to compromise. (End of chapter)