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Chapter 104 Little things are safe and sound

"Huh? Isn't this the crutch I gave Ma Ma?" Yan Zile picked up the pharaoh's scepter on the ground, wiped off the dust covered with his chubby little hands, and held the scepter in his arms, "So Mama didn't throw it away!"

But now?Where is Mama now?Is there any danger?Can she and Yefeng Shushu defeat that red-eyed monster?

Thinking of that terrifying monster, Yan Zile's nose turned sour, and tears overflowed his eyes uncontrollably.

He knew very well in his heart that Ma Ma let him hide here to protect him.

I can't live up to her expectations, I have to be brave, as long as Aunt Bai Xue and William Shushu are waiting, Ma Ma will be saved!
In the darkness, the little guy opened a pair of big watery eyes, holding the scepter tightly and staring at the wooden door of the attic, hoping that the next moment his family would run up to find him, and tell himself that the monster was beaten away , it's all right.

At this time, there was no sound in the living room downstairs, but he remembered Yan Xiaoxiao's advice in his ear, no matter what happened, he was not allowed to go out.

Staring at the wooden door in the dark for a long time, his eyelids gradually became tired and heavier.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally lowered his head slowly and fell asleep.

When Chu Heng arrived at Yan's house, the living room was silent and pitch black.

However, as a purebred, his night vision ability is extraordinary, and he can clearly see the situation in the living room at this time.

In the living room, there is hardly a complete piece of furniture.The sofa fell to the floor and broke in two.The coffee table and benches were all torn apart, and there was no complete body to be found, only sawdust and broken glass left on the ground.

On the ground near the sofa, there was a small puddle of blood. According to the smell, it could be concluded that it was not Yan Xiaoxiao's.

Moreover, the blood was mixed with a strange smell of unknown composition, such impure blood was definitely not Yan Zile's.

On the wall, the huge glass window left an empty metal frame without glass, and the night wind just poured in so carelessly, blowing the bangs on the boy's forehead.

Looking at the mess in the room, he frowned, pursed his thin lips, and the breath around his body was cold in vain.

It seemed that there had been an extremely fierce fight here.

He deliberately confessed that Night Breeze was here to secretly protect Yan Xiaoxiao's mother and child. Who on earth has the ability to match Night Breeze in a match?
You must know that Night Breeze, as his bodyguard, is extremely powerful in combat. Even among the high blood clans, he rarely has any opponents.

What is the identity of the person who can find here?What is the origin of the owner of that pool of blood on the ground?What is his purpose?Is it for Yan Xiaoxiao's blood as the legitimate daughter of the Helan family, or for the pharaoh's scepter that is still missing?
Or, is it aimed at yourself?

For the first time, Chu Heng's mind was flustered and flustered, and there was also a sense of anxiety and worry in his heart that he had never felt before. He was afraid that something might happen to Yan Xiaoxiao's mother and son.

In fact, he was even more afraid that he was already late!

No matter what the purpose of this person is, I will definitely find him out, and make him miserable, regretting being here tonight!
But now, the most important thing is to find Yan Xiaoxiao and Yan Zile and ensure their safety.

Thinking of this, Chu Heng's clenched hands on his side slowly loosened, and his whole body returned to calm.

Looking around the living room again, Chu Heng knew that there was no one here, but he still called out to the empty bedroom, "Sister? Xiao Le? Are you there?"

After waiting for a few seconds, no one responded to him.

His expression darkened, and he immediately turned around and walked towards the door, planning to go nearby first to find any clues left by Yan Xiaoxiao's mother and son when they escaped.

After all, Yan Xiaoxiao is the closed disciple of the master of Qianmen. Her lightness kung fu is very good. Even if the blood race has the mobility several times faster than ordinary people, it is not impossible for her to escape if she wants to.

Just as Chu Heng walked to the door, his ears suddenly moved, and he heard a slight breathing sound coming from the top of his head.

He immediately looked sideways, looking at the narrow spiral staircase behind the curtain.

Having lived here for nearly a month, he knew the structure of Yan's house very well, and he knew that the stairs led to the attic.

In other words, there is a person hiding in the attic at this time.

It is very likely that the person hiding in the attic is the mastermind who broke into Yan's house tonight to harm Yan Xiaoxiao's mother and child.

The murderous aura in his eyes suddenly gathered, in order not to move this guy, Chu Heng relaxed his movements and stepped up the wooden ladder leading to the attic step by step.

Soon, he stood at the door of the attic.

I still remember that the last time I went to the attic, I sneaked in to find the Pharaoh's scepter while Yan Xiaoxiao's mother and son were away.Unexpectedly, in just over two weeks, this originally warm and warm home was destroyed beyond recognition.

Putting his slender, white hand on the doorknob, he took a deep breath and turned the doorknob slightly.

When the wooden door was opened, stacks of cardboard boxes piled inside came into Chu Heng's eyes, accompanied by an unpleasant musty smell.

He followed the shallow and steady breathing and looked inside, only to see a familiar figure huddled into a small ball by the corner behind the cardboard box, sleeping soundly.

His head was lying on his knees, and his pink mouth smacked from time to time. It seemed that the terrible scene he experienced tonight was not in his dream.

Looking at Yan Zile's peaceful sleeping face, Chu Heng breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, fortunately, fortunately, this little thing is safe and sound.

He walked over, squatted in front of Yan Zile and gently shook his little arm: "Xiao Le, Xiao Le."

Yan Zile was frightened a lot tonight, although he was tired at this time, he didn't sleep well.

Dimly, he felt someone calling him, tilted his head slightly, and opened his sleepy eyes.

In the darkness, although the other party's face was not very clear, he still recognized the person at a glance, and shouted in surprise: "Wok Guo!"

"Xiao Le, how are you? Are you injured?" Seeing that there were still two obvious tear marks on his chubby face, Chu Heng couldn't help reaching out and stroking his hair comfortingly.

"I didn't." Yan Zile shook his head, raised his chin and looked at the boy who suddenly appeared in front of him, and asked suspiciously, "Guokuo, why are you here? Did you see me, Mama, downstairs?"

Hearing this, Chu Heng thought of the mess in the living room, and felt a faint feeling of uneasiness in his heart.But he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he wiped away the little guy's tears with his thumb, and asked without answering, "Tell me, what happened at home? Why are you hiding here?"

Yan Zile told him all about the power outage at home after taking a bath and the bad guys broke in. His shock eased a lot because of his arrival: "...I called Aunt Baixue as Ma Ma ordered, and then I kept Stay here."

(End of this chapter)