Chapter 70: Song Linsheng, do you believe me? ...

Wen Yu followed, and he and Song Linsheng stood on both sides of Zhibai, one on the left and one on the right.

Wen Yu was extremely alert because the other party was outnumbered and had taken Xi Yan, A Zhu and others hostage.

As for them, Zhibai had lost his magic power, her spiritual power was stagnant, and Song Linsheng's two fists were no match for four hands, not to mention that he didn't look like someone who could fight with fists.

Wen Yu felt a headache. Should she inform her master? But she had secretly gone to the lower realm. If she summoned her master, wouldn't he have to capture her once the matter was settled?

The confrontation between the two sides was finally broken by the scarred man: "Are you Chen Mian's wife?"

His eyebrows were as thick as the hairs on foxtail grass, and his voice was gruff: "What's your name?"

"Zhibai."

"Why is she a pregnant woman...and her name is weird too."

The scarred man was mumbling something, not knowing what he was thinking. His face was wrinkled and he seemed to be quite conflicted.

Finally, he seemed to have made up his mind and said fiercely, "Then come here! I will let this kid go!"

Zhibai took his words in, but didn't immediately act. This person didn't even know his name, yet he was out to arrest him. Was it just because she was "Chen Mian's wife"?

It seems that this person is also related to Mianlang's murder and imprisonment.

Zhibai's mind was clear, and she gently placed one hand on her abdomen. She was not afraid, she just hoped that the baby in her belly would not be afraid either.

Last night, she had forced herself to retreat to the temple using magic, and then she had a miscarriage, so she had already retreated and tolerated it. Today, he had chased her to the door. If she hid again, where could she hide?

Instead of passively defending, it is better to seize the initiative. She must get to the bottom of this matter.

Zhibai remained calm and composed, forcing himself to remain composed:

"Why are you looking for me?"

Zhibai's eyes swept across the scarred face. She never remembered such a person, let alone any connection or grudge between them.

Not only her, but even among the clerks and neighbors that Mianlang has interacted with over the years, there is absolutely no such person.

Why on earth did he specifically look for me?

"Stop talking nonsense!"

"It seems to me that you are clearly trying to delay time."

"I'm telling you, take a break today. Those good-for-nothings in Jiangyang Mansion won't come out of the city to rescue you!"

Song Linsheng raised his eyebrows. A good-for-nothing from Jiangyang Mansion?

He instinctively looked at Wen Yu beside him, but she lowered her head and refused to look him in the eye. She just scratched the tip of her nose with her hand, not knowing what she was thinking.

Song Linsheng couldn't help swallowing a few times and turned around again.

The fact that he was a drunkard was secondary, but this man had a very clear understanding of Jiangyang's customs.

Normally, there is no rest today. The only rest day on "Double Third" is Shangsi Day. However, this has always been the custom in Jiangyang, so the rest is extended for two more days.

This person... is quite familiar with Jiang Yang.

Song Linsheng turned to look at Wen Yu and saw the understanding in Wen Yu's eyes clearly.

"Just come over here! I'll release this kid and those babies as agreed."

Scarface glanced around and signaled his men to raise their knives and put them closer to everyone's throats.

Zhibai took a deep breath. Seeing that the man was unwilling to say more, he was afraid that only by following him would he have more opportunities to find out the news.

She raised her hand to cover her lower abdomen and silently said in her heart: My child, be patient and help your mother find a way to save your father.

Zhibai raised her foot and was about to step forward, but a slender white hand suddenly stretched across her body. She couldn't help but look to the side, and it turned out to be Lord Song.

"Wait a minute—"

Song Linsheng took a step forward, smiling instead of angry, with a hint of gentleness on the corners of his lips. That look made people involuntarily want to believe him.

"Although you are not after money, you cannot be completely without ulterior motives."

He said this out of the blue, which made Scarface and his accomplices on the opposite side stunned for a moment, but Scarface reacted quickly.

The scarred man stared at Song Linsheng with eyes like an eagle, as if staring at its prey. Suddenly he laughed, and the laughter was like the sound of a gong, deafening.

He stopped smiling, his brows darkened, and he said in a deep voice:

"You, get out of the way—"

He only wants Chen Mian's wife.

Song Linsheng remained unmoved and continued to stand in front of Zhibai and Wenyu.

"I don't know why you are looking for this lady, but she is pregnant and has difficulty moving—"

"I see that all of you brothers are wearing short brown clothes. I guess you must be traveling a lot."

"Is it convenient to take this lady with me?"

Song Linsheng spoke slowly and his words were full of consideration for Scarface and his group, as if he was a brother in the same group with them.

Wen Yu stood half a step behind Song Linsheng and glanced at his profile in confusion. Why was Song Linsheng telling them this?

Unexpectedly, the scarred man's expression changed, and he frowned and remained silent, as if he was thinking about Song Linsheng's words.

Song Linsheng glanced lightly, taking it all in, and added:

"Not to mention that the baby in this woman's belly looks quite advanced in age and cannot withstand any more torture."

"If anything were to happen, it would be a matter of one body and two lives."

One corpse, two lives lost, is no small matter.

The scarred man looked up at Song Linsheng, his eyes gloomy and his face was covered with dark clouds, but he did not interrupt Song Linsheng.

"Perhaps the dead are of far less use to you, sir?"

Song Linsheng bet that he was definitely not looking for revenge when he went to find Bai Niangzi. If he did, he would just kill everyone present.

But he waited in front of the Houtu Temple for a long time, but did not go in to arrest anyone. Instead, he captured Xiyan and the children and used them as threats in exchange for White Snake.

Either he didn't know the situation inside the temple and didn't dare to enter rashly, or he just wanted to find someone alive, or had to ensure that he was alive for the time being.

Song Linsheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze swept across the scar on the man's face inch by inch.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like the first possibility, so it must be the second one.

"Since you've gone through so much trouble, you wouldn't want to bring back something fragile and easily broken, as it might ruin your plans."

The corners of Scarface's mouth twitched, and his face was like an exquisite mask with cracks on it, revealing his true face.

He remained silent, as if he wanted to see what Song Linsheng was up to.

Wen Yu was even more confused. Could it be that Song Lin had a backup plan when he was born? She was puzzled and was thinking hard when she suddenly thought of something.

However, when Wen Yu wanted to speak out to stop him, he was still a step too slow.

"Why don't I replace this lady?"

Song Linsheng still looked calm and composed, as if he was just having a cup of tea, reading a book, and chatting with a few friends. How could he be willing to hand himself over and join a group of unknown criminals?

Wen Yu took half a step forward, but before she could say anything, she saw Song Linsheng's hands behind his back gently waving left and right, clearly telling Wen Yu not to be impulsive.

"you?"

The scarred man asked in a puzzled tone.

Wen Yu saw that his face was full of doubts and did not seem to be fake.

Obviously, he didn't know Song Linsheng.

"Chen Mian is but a small clerk, and his wife is still useful to you, Your Excellency."

"Song Linsheng——"

Wen Yu let out a low cry. She had already guessed what Song Linsheng was going to do and hurriedly spoke out to stop him.

But Song Linsheng had no intention of stopping. He turned his head and smiled at Wen Yu, his eyes curved into beautiful crescent shapes, like two curved hooks hanging high in the sky, which made people unable to control their gaze and made people fascinated and unable to extricate themselves.

"I am the newly appointed prefect of Jiangyang, Song Linsheng."

"I wonder if it can compare to the importance of the clerk's wife in your heart?"

Wen Yu's heart tightened. She could understand Song Linsheng's good intention of exchanging herself for White Snake, but it was not right to exchange one person for another. How could she be fair with this bandit-like villain?

"Song Linsheng——" Wen Yu called Song Linsheng's name in a low voice. She wanted to say something but was interrupted.

“Hahahahahahahaha.”

The scarred man seemed to have heard something incredibly amusing, his laughter high and unstoppable. He raised his hand to touch his face, as if he were laughing until tears welled up in his eyes. He shook his head and said, laughing and crying, "Just because I'm wearing a short brown shirt, do you really think I'm some empty-headed, reckless guy?"

"No matter how great Chen Mian's wife is, she's just an ordinary citizen. If I take her away, even if I report her to the police today, there's no guarantee that anyone will come to deal with her the next day."

"You? You're the prefect in charge of Jiangyang. I'm afraid that if I capture you, those lackeys in the Jiangyang Prefecture will bring their men to round me up!"

It is obvious which is more important.

He is not blind.

"Don't waste your breath here! One for many, it's a great deal!"

He seemed determined to ask Wen Yu and Song Linsheng to use Zhi Bai to exchange the lives of Xi Yan and his group. After saying this, he tightened his arms, squeezing Xi Yan in his arms so hard that he couldn't breathe.

"you!"

Wen Yu was extremely angry. How could she have been treated like this before?

Ever since she was a paulownia tree, she had enjoyed the best incense and spiritual energy in Houchun Mountain. After she transformed, she was cared for by her master in Dongtian Court, and Chi Huang accompanied her to play around all day long. She was so free and happy.

Now that he has only temporarily lost his spiritual power, how could he be bullied to this extent by a mortal?

Wen Yu rushed forward as she spoke. Even if she used up all her last bit of spiritual power, she would not let this man get any more rampant.

Still want to kidnap Zhi Bai Niangzi and Song Linsheng? Tell him to dream!

But the moment Wen Yu brushed past Song Linsheng, she felt something forcibly pulling her back. Then she spun around, spinning half a circle on the spot, leaving Wen Yu momentarily bewildered.

By the time she reacted, she was already trapped in Song Linsheng's arms. Her nose rubbed lightly against Song Linsheng's shoulder. They were so close that she seemed to be able to smell the deep and cold fragrance on his body.

Over Song Linsheng's shoulder, Zhi Bai Niangzi's beautiful eyes widened slightly, as if she was also startled. However, the slight surprise in her eyes quickly turned into a smile, as if she was used to it.

"Song..." Wen Yu murmured.

Song Linsheng did not answer. His forearm was pressed against Wen Yu's back, holding her tightly, and his hand patted her shoulder twice slowly.

For some reason, Wen Yu was speechless and fell silent inexplicably.

"Don't worry, sir. Didn't you just say that those good-for-nothings in Jiangyang Mansion wouldn't come so quickly?"

Song Linsheng chuckled, and his words seemed to include a curse on himself as well.

"Even if you really chase me, you can just kill me with a knife."

He paused, glanced lightly, and looked into the scarred man's eyes without hesitation, adding, not knowing whether it was contempt or provocation:

"I believe your sword will not be slower than those of the errand boys in Jiangyang Prefecture, right?"

The scarred man sneered nonchalantly, and without hesitation, he replied, "Of course."

Even the expression on his face showed signs of relaxing.

Maybe this little magistrate is more useful...

"That's right. Even if they really catch up with me, you have my life in your hands."

Song Linsheng spoke sincerely, as if he had no selfish motives at all and his mind was only thinking about the scarred man.

"Even if my status as an imperial official hinders me, I will still be wary of you."

Song Linsheng's smile grew even wider, as if being captured did not put him in any danger, but rather meant that he would have a happy and carefree life traveling around the mountains and rivers.

After hearing what Song Linsheng said, the scarred man's heart wavered even more, and he turned sideways to discuss something with his men on both sides.

After a while, the whispering stopped, as if a definite conclusion had been reached.

"Hmph! Fine, you want to be a hero and save the damsel in distress, so I'll give you that chance."

Scarface glanced at his subordinate beside him, and the man immediately pulled Ah Zhu and Yan Zi forward a few steps and walked between the two sides.

"Don't say that we are disloyal people. Come here and I will release this guy and these kids immediately."

A smug smile appeared on his face, as if he was sure of victory.

Song Linsheng's expression remained unchanged, and he remained calm and composed: "Linsheng thanks you, Your Excellency."

He pinched the sleeve in his hand to wipe away some of the sweat on his palm, then he stroked the back of Wen Yu's head.

Song Linsheng moved slowly and gently, as if he was afraid of messing up Wen Yu's hair. He lowered his head and leaned against Wen Yu's ear:

"Go back and find Mu Jingli for reinforcements. It's okay for me."

When he left the city, he left a message for Uncle Song, asking him to go find Mu Jingli if he did not return home on time.

I think Mu Jingli will soon receive the news, but it seems that we can't delay any longer and can't continue to wait for Mu Jingli to come to our rescue.

After all, a lot of time has been wasted. If it is delayed any further, I am afraid that these people will become angry and kill people in a fit of rage.

"It's just that this person is very familiar with Jiang Yang's situation. Lord Mu, please investigate as soon as possible to prevent future troubles and bring disaster to others."

His voice was very low, and to others, it seemed as if he was just a man who was about to go on a long journey, leaning affectionately on his wife's shoulder and helping her to tidy up her hair.

The scarred man put down his scimitar, placed the blade in front of his eyes and blew lightly, watching the excitement between Song Linsheng and Wen Yu as if he were watching a play.

"Song Linsheng..."

Wen Yu's voice was muffled and extremely low, forcing Song Linsheng to lower his head even more to hear it clearly.

"Hmm?" Song Linsheng responded calmly and patiently.

"Is Madam Wenyu afraid?"

Song Linsheng gently stroked Wen Yu's hair. The dark blue hair that was like a waterfall slid through his fingertips like extremely smooth silk, which made him stunned for a moment.

Looking at the empty fingertips with only a hint of fragrance still remaining, Song Linsheng sighed almost inaudibly.

"Don't be afraid. I believe that whatever Madam Wenyu wants to do can be accomplished."

"Well, I'm not afraid."

Wen Yu rested her chin on Song Linsheng's shoulder, nodded gently in his arms, then pulled away half a step and looked directly into Song Linsheng's eyes.

Her eyes were firm, conveying a determination that needed no words.

"So, I'll go for you."

She had said long ago that she would never let Song Linsheng put himself in danger.

If there is no better way at this moment, someone will have to be taken hostage and fall into the hands of those bad guys.

Then this person cannot be Zhi Bai Niangzi, nor can it be Song Linsheng.

She is the best choice.

After all, Wen Yu is not an ordinary mortal, nor is she like Zhi Bai who has lost all her magic power. She is still protected by divine breath, and her spiritual power is only temporarily unable to function, which does not mean it will disappear forever.

Maybe he would get better in a while, which further strengthened Wen Yu's determination to save Song Linsheng.

Because of her, Song Linsheng has endured a changing fate and has been involved in many twists and turns from time to time.

His originally smooth, healthy, wealthy and prosperous destiny was ruined by her.

Just as Wen Yu had said to Bai Niangzi before, this was what she owed Song Linsheng, and she had to return it to Song Linsheng.

"What! Do you think I'm an idiot? Are you kidding me?"

The scarred man became furious when he heard Wen Yu's words. The dissatisfied look on his face was like boiling water, bubbling and about to overflow. He was very angry.

Obviously, he did not agree with Wen Yu's proposal.

"Wenyu——"

Song Linsheng's tone changed slightly, and his expression became stern, unlike his previous calm demeanor. There was a palpable trace of anxiety between his lips and teeth.

He reached out and grabbed Wen Yu's wrist, pulling her back to stop her from moving forward.

He seemed to want to say something, but couldn't. He just stood there stiffly, holding Wen Yu tightly.

"You can't go."

There are thousands of words to say, but in the end, those words that I want to say but can't say can only be transformed into four simple words.

To Wen Yu's ears, it seemed as heavy as a thousand pounds and more moving than any other words.

Wen Yu felt an inexplicable strangeness in his heart, as if someone was pinching him.

She couldn't help but feel confused. Her master said that wood and stone have no heart, so wood can also feel pain... right?

Without giving Wen Yu time to think, she turned around and looked into Song Linsheng's sparkling eyes. She shrugged and said with a casual smile, "I told you to just call me Wen Yu, but you refused to listen."

"I only called out twice today. Isn't that a loss?"

As she spoke, she also imitated Song Linsheng, patting the hair on his forehead and smoothing the collar of his shirt.

"Now it's my turn to speak. Go back to Lord Mu."

"Wenyu——"

"Song Linsheng, you believe me, right?"

Wen Yu wondered if he understood what she meant, and she thought he probably didn't. But she couldn't just say, "I'm a goblin."

Perhaps letting him know my true identity would make him feel more at ease.

Wen Yu no longer thought about the troubles that would come with revealing her identity, or the strange looks she would endure, or whether her master would capture her and take her back to the East Heaven Palace and stop her from bothering Song Linsheng...

She couldn't think of anything, and was only thinking about how to make Song Linsheng feel more at ease.

"Wenyu, you can't go!"

Wen Yu suppressed the strange feeling in her heart. She hardened her heart and turned a deaf ear to Song Linsheng's words. She even stretched out her hand and tried her best to break free from Song Linsheng's hand.

"Just arrest me."

"I'm sure you can see that this Prefect Song is no fool. If you arrest him, you'll only be asking for trouble."

Wen Yu's eyes wandered over the scarred-faced man and his group, trying to calm him down.

She couldn't make him angry for fear of causing trouble, so Wen Yu could only appeal to his emotions and reason with him.

They are ordinary people who believe that even thieves have their own code of conduct, so they believe that bandits also have their own rules and regulations.

"I'm not too delicate to make mistakes, nor am I too clever to cause you any trouble."

"I am the best choice."

"Wen Yu--" Song Linsheng's voice was tinged with sternness, no longer as calm as before.

"Madam Wenyu!" Zhibai called out anxiously along with Song Linsheng.

From beginning to end, it was her own business.

First, because of Mian Lang, he pretended to be a ghost in Houchun Mountain to lure Wen Yu out, and then asked his younger brother A Yuan to trouble Wen Yu's wife...

All these things really made her feel guilty.

Zhibai looked panicked and called Wenyu's name anxiously.

"Let me go, you can't go with him."

Song Linsheng spoke in a panic and tried his best to argue. There was no longer any order in his words. He seemed to want to prove that this scarred man would be more useful to him than to Wen Yu.

But the scarred man's eyes shifted between Wen Yu and Song Linsheng again and again, as if he understood something.

He was no longer angry, but instead laughed inexplicably.

"As a prefect, I am already the highest official in the country. I have great use for it."

Scarface's tone changed, becoming extremely cunning.

"But I didn't realize that you, little lady, are the most important character."

He watched coldly as the boy showed considerable interest in the girl. Rather than arresting him, he thought it would be better to capture the girl and use her for his own purposes.

If he is indeed the prefect of Jiangyang, then letting him go back would be far more useful than arresting him.

Scarface's abacus was clattering in his mind, and the beads were about to jump out.

"Okay, I'll listen to you! Come with me!"

Wen Yu raised her eyebrows, she didn't expect that the scarred man would agree so easily.

She just thought that her words touched the other party's interests and impressed him, and the man chose her after weighing the pros and cons.

This is better, so as to prevent Song Linsheng from suffering.

This person didn't look very smart. Wen Yu thought again. Even if her spiritual power was temporarily stagnant, she should be able to handle it.

"No, you can't take her away."

Song Linsheng quickly stepped forward and stood in front of Wen Yu.

His bearing, cultivation, elegance and propriety were like the collapse of a long dike or a collapsing city wall, which made him lose his composure in an instant. He lost all his composure and became as stunned as a young boy.

"Now, it's not up to you."

The scarred face had obviously shifted his target—

Now, Wen Yu is the fat piece of meat in his eyes.

Wen Yu reached out and grabbed Song Linsheng, but her eyes were focused on the tip of the knife on the scarred face.

"Just put Xiyan and the child aside first."

Upon hearing the sound, the man looked Wen Yu up and down for a moment, sneered, put away the scimitar in his hand, and pulled the inkstone back.

"I can only put one first, so you better not play tricks."

Xiyan fell from the sky like a blue kite with a broken string, swaying towards Wen Yu and Song Linsheng.

His steps were weak and limp.

Come to think of it, the heaviest punishment Xiyan had received since childhood was just a few slaps on the palms together with Song Linsheng.

How could he have ever experienced such a dangerous situation? Even a brave man couldn't stand having a knife held to his neck.

"Sir, Madam Wen..."

Perhaps because he was very frightened, Xiyan's voice was dry, weak and extremely weak.

"Madam Wen, you...you can't..."

He would rather be the dead soul under the knife than implicate the young master and Madam Wen.

Now that Madam Wen has used herself as bait because of him, he really deserves to die.

Xiyan was filled with remorse and was about to speak to persuade him again, but Wenyu held him back.

"Xiyan, are you okay? Xiyan?"

Wen Yu looked at Xi Yan with concern, without a trace of blame, nor did she complain that he had not taken good care of the children.

Xiyan's eyes suddenly filled with tears and he couldn't stop sobbing.

"Madam Wen...Madam...I'm fine."

"I'm glad you're okay."

Song Linsheng also breathed a sigh of relief, but the children were still in the hands of the scarred man, and his heart, which had just been relieved, was tense again after a moment.

"Wash the inkstone. I'm glad you're okay." Wen Yu paused, then turned sideways to avoid Song Linsheng's gaze. "Take good care of your young master, Lady Zhibai, and the children. Take them back to the city to find Master Mu, okay?"

"Madam Wen instructed me to...wash the inkstone...I must do it."

Xiyan was no longer as playful and lively as he used to be. At this moment, he lowered his voice, exuding a trustworthy and comfortable feeling from the inside out.

Wen Yu smiled at him soothingly, shook her head to indicate that she was fine, and after holding onto Xiyan and standing up, she wanted to walk towards the scarred man as she was told.

Ah Zhu, Yan Zi, and the rest of his brothers and sisters are still in his hands.

"Wenyu!"

Song Linsheng's shouts rang out behind him, and the voice quickly grew closer, as if it was echoing in Wen Yu's ears.

She turned around when she heard the voice, and sure enough, it was Song Linsheng who had caught up with her.

"You can't go, let me go."

Song Linsheng knew Wen Yu. Although they had known each other for a short time, it was enough for him to know what a warm-hearted, intelligent and brave woman Wen Yu was.

Since she has taken charge of Zhi Bai Niangzi's affairs, she will see it through to the end and will never give up halfway.

only……

"If you must go, then I must go with you."

This was not a polite remark, nor was it a compliment. Song Linsheng's throat moved, and this was his true feeling at the moment.

He might not be able to say anything clever, and he didn't even dare to say a word for fear of revealing anything in front of Wen Yu.

But he must prove with his actions that he will definitely stand by Wen Yu through thick and thin.

He shouldn't have let Wen Yu and Xi Yan leave the city alone. He didn't send anyone to follow them, and he himself didn't go with them.

Such a big thing happened because he didn't think it through.

"What do you mean by 'companion'? Why are you such a jerk? I didn't say I'd take you with me!"

The scarred man frowned and looked impatient, as if Song Linsheng's words were about to exhaust his last bit of patience.

Wen Yu didn't move, with her back to the scarred man.

She looked up at Song Linsheng, then after a moment lowered her gaze until it landed on the emerald green jade ring.

"Song Linsheng, do you remember what I said?"

Wen Yu's eyes lingered on the jade ring, but she didn't want to reveal too much emotion.

As long as this jade ring is there, it can keep them safe and sound.

After hearing Wen Yu's words, Song Linsheng's eyes were focused on the jade ring around his waist, and the words Wen Yu had said before also surfaced in his mind.

There is a second half to this sentence -

Follow the light of this jade ring and you will find me.

He didn't understand the meaning of the second half of the sentence at that time, but now seeing Wen Yu's expression, Song Linsheng had a bolder guess.

He raised his eyes hesitantly and met Wen Yu's gaze.

"But……"

"Song Linsheng, do you believe me?"

Before Wen Yu could finish her words, Song Linsheng's urgent reply rang in her ears: "Of course!"

A gentle and warm smile appeared on Wen Yu's face, as if a spring breeze was blowing and all things were reviving.

Unlike other demons and monsters, flower demons are very good at bewitching people's hearts, and ghosts specialize in taking the liver and gallbladders of mortals, Wen Yu always has that calming and convincing power, full of vitality, as if she can make the grass and trees flourish and spring mountains are in sight in an instant.

Wen Yu looked at Song Linsheng in front of her, slowly stretched out her hand, and motioned Song Linsheng to shake hands with her.

Just now, in order to reassure Wen Yu, Song Linsheng held Wen Yu's hand without permission. He was in a hurry at that time.

But it’s different now.

Song Linsheng stared at the hand in front of him that was as white as a scallion and as thin as jade.

The owner of these hands was standing in front of him at this moment. The distance between them was only half a step, and they were within reach.

What's more, this was done with Wen Yu's willingness, when she took the initiative to hold his hand.

Song Linsheng seemed to have no time to think. Before his brain could move, his hand stretched out uncontrollably.

There was not even a word of evasion, courtesy, or shyness to be polite.

It was as if the scene he had rehearsed in his mind thousands of times suddenly appeared before his eyes. It was such a rare opportunity, so he naturally reached out his hand without hesitation, as if he had rehearsed it thousands of times.

When his fingertips touched Wen Yu's palm, he felt a burst of warmth. The warm temperature instantly spread from his fingertips to his whole body, even to the roots of his hair.

Song Linsheng felt his body go numb, and then he couldn't move. His strength was quietly draining away, completely out of his control.

That feeling is like falling into a warm bed, making you very sleepy and just wanting to close your eyes and fall into a deep sleep.

"Wenyu...Wen..."

His consciousness grew increasingly hazy, until he couldn't even lift his eyelids. He saw double images overlapping before his eyes, as if there were multiple Wen Yus standing before him.

"Go to sleep, Song Linsheng."

Wen Yu's words made Song Linsheng's mind suddenly clear up, and he seemed to understand everything.

He looked at Wen Yu deeply, and it seemed that he could explain why he felt this way.

In a trance, he only saw Wen Yu talking to Xi Yan.

"Xiyan, take care of yourself and your son."

Then she said something to White Snake Zhi, turned around and left, heading towards the scarred man holding a scimitar.

Song Linsheng used all his strength to just raise one hand. He wanted to hold Wen Yu's hand like before, telling her to stop and not go.

But in the end, he couldn't even hold a piece of Wen Yu's clothes.

She walked slowly and heavily, extremely slowly, and it seemed that every step was difficult.

"Wen...Wenyu..."

Song Linsheng's voice was low and hoarse, almost inaudible. Wen Yu could only roughly hear what he said from a distance.

Her throat moved slightly, and she swallowed the unfinished words. Without even looking back, she hardened her heart and put Song Linsheng behind her, and walked straight towards Scarface and his group.

"Let Ah Zhu and Yan Zi go. They are just children."

Wen Yu wasn't sure what this person was thinking at the moment, so he could only speak tentatively.

He had initially insisted on having Chen Mian's wife, and no one knew why. Then he changed his mind three times, switching from Song Linsheng to him again. It was unclear what his plan was.

If there is any deep hatred, they will definitely not agree to conditions such as replacing hostages.

In Wen Yu's opinion, based on the information he revealed, this person did not seem to be committing revenge with a long-planned plan, but rather acted evil out of aimless passion.

"It's of no use to you."

"Don't give me those flowery words. We in the underworld don't engage in those empty words."

The man snorted with a very heavy nasal tone, seeming to be very dissatisfied with Wen Yu's words.

He raised his chin slightly, and people around him took the order and walked quickly to Wen Yu's side. They took out a hemp rope from somewhere and tied Wen Yu's hands behind his back.

The man tied up Wen Yu in a few moves, then raised his hand and slapped Wen Yu on the back.

Wen Yu had already exhausted his mind and spirit, and his spiritual energy had stagnated, leaving him extremely weak. How could he withstand such a force?

She couldn't help but stagger forward three or two steps, lost her footing, and almost fell to the ground.

"Tsk!" The scarred man who was leading the group made a displeased sound, seeming very dissatisfied with his men's actions.

"This is our distinguished guest! Stop being so clumsy!"

But even though he said this, his actions were not gentle at all, and he still allowed his men to push Wen Yu roughly.

It can be seen that he was just boasting sanctimoniously to satisfy his own selfish desires, and he was not really thinking about anyone.

Wen Yu asked his men to control the children, and when they brushed past Ah Zhu and Yan Zi, they were pushed out.

It just happened that Wen Yu and I stayed briefly on the same dividing line.

What they were looking forward to was the care of Song Linsheng and Xi Yan; the peace of being able to return to Jiangyang Mansion immediately; and the chaos and disputes away from the sword and the shadow.

But the other side that Wen Yu is facing is an unknown future; a hidden crisis; and layers of fog that make it impossible to know where to go or what will happen next.

Wen Yu gritted her teeth. Everything else was fine. She only hated the man for being so rude. The hemp rope was so rough that it was about to ruin the dress Song Linsheng had given her. It was really annoying.

It is true that a phoenix with its feathers plucked is no better than a chicken, and a tiger in dire straits is bullied by a dog. Wen Yu was very indignant.

When her spiritual power recovers, she will definitely let them see how powerful she is, so that they will know who can be touched and who cannot be touched.

"Sister Wen, Sister Wen!"

Ah Zhu's panicked cries were like a flood that broke through the dam, rushing forward and surging endlessly.

Perhaps because she had been suppressing her emotions for too long, she simply burst into tears.

"Sister Wen, please don't go! Please don't go!"

Ah Zhu wanted to rush up and hug Wen Yu, but she asked Xi Yan to hold her around the waist, fearing that her crying would annoy the scarred man.

At this moment, it would be best for them not to cause trouble for Madam Wen.

"Don't be afraid, Ah Zhu, go home with Brother Xiyan to see your brother Ah Yuan."

"Don't be afraid."

Don't be afraid, Song Linsheng.

But Wen Yu didn't say this out loud.

She gradually began to suspect that everything that had happened in recent days was originally written on Song Linsheng's longevity branch, and was now just happening in an orderly and gradual manner.

Or was it the accident caused by the unreasonable and uncontrollable changes after the Shouyuan branch was damaged by her?

Was this series of disasters that Song Linsheng had suffered over the past few days caused by her?

Is it because she is by Song Linsheng's side that Song Linsheng has such a miserable fate and is in danger so many times?

Wen Yu only felt that her guess was far more terrifying than the rope tied to her at the moment.

The rope can still be broken free, but the misfortune that has befallen Song Linsheng cannot be resolved.

Wen Yu was thinking, but suddenly heard a whistle -

The scarred man put two fingers in his mouth and blew a whistle. Then, a horse led the way, followed by a group of horses.

The sound of horses' hooves never ceased, and the noise of dust rose up everywhere.

The horse came following the sound. It was obviously a well-trained horse. It ran in an orderly manner and was not disorderly at all.

This person can control a herd of horses with just the sound of a whistle?

It seems that he is not an ordinary gangster or bandit.

Although Wen Yu couldn't guess, she could still make a rough estimate. This was what Song Linsheng had said to her.

As the saying goes, make bold assumptions and verify them carefully.

Wen Yu's eyes turned, she must have a chance to make this man reveal his true colors.

The horse came from the distant mountain mist, and with the sound of horse hooves getting closer and closer, it soon ran in front of Wen Yu and others.

The scarred man spat casually on the ground, raised his hand to put away the scimitar and put it on his waist.

He clapped his hands and tied the cloth strap around his arm again, then walked towards Wen Yu with rough steps.

Wen Yu only felt a turn, and then he asked him to pick up the saddle and throw it on the horse's back. The saddle, which was made of unknown material, hurt Wen Yu's heart so much that it almost broke.

It was really interesting. She had just learned the horse riding posture from Song Linsheng yesterday, and now she had the opportunity to "ride" a horse again so soon -

If lying on the horse's back is considered riding.

However, the horse's undocile temperament and the crudely made saddle on its back were still far inferior to Lord Mu's BMW.

It is true that once people have seen good things, they will not settle for inferior products, and monsters are no exception.

Before Wen Yu could calm down and adapt to the earth-shaking impact.

The horse paced a few steps on the spot as if on purpose, shaking Wen Yu so much that she almost vomited her heart out.

"Wen...Wenyu..."

Through his fingers, Song Linsheng could only vaguely see Wen Yu asking the man to throw him onto the horse's back. He was anxious and worried, and couldn't help but call out.

His cry fell into Wen Yu's ears, and naturally it could not escape the ears of the scarred man and his group.

"You are so lucky, this girl is willing to suffer for you."

It was not known whether the scarred man's plan had succeeded or he was sure of victory, but he actually had the leisure to laugh and joke.

But suddenly his eyes turned cold, revealing a deep chill like the sea, as if the vitality of a fairy had been drained away. He stared at Song Linsheng numbly, and then said word by word:

"But if you don't have the ability to protect the people, don't try to be the first. In the end, you'll have to let a woman take care of the mess—"

He paused, as if thinking for a moment, and recalled some past events.

"It's just hurting others and yourself."

Scarface stared at Song Linsheng deeply, his eyes were extremely entangled, as if he was looking at Song Linsheng, but also as if he was looking at someone else through him.

The extremely subtle change in his face did not even leave any trace, but it still could not escape Wen Yu's eyes, even though she was hanging upside down on the horse.

Time and space intertwined, figures overlapped, and the scarred man was distracted for a moment and said nothing.

The sunlight hit his angular face, revealing the ruggedness of his features and making his eyes, sunken in the shadows, appear even more gloomy.

He looked away, grabbed the reins, and without hesitation jumped onto the other horse. His movements were clean and neat, without any delay.

He wrapped the reins around his wrist with one hand and pulled back. The horse threw its head back in pain, half-raised its front legs and kicked in the air. After it calmed down, it turned twice on the ground.

As he did so, he turned his horse's head, approached the horse that Wen Yu was riding, and slapped the horse's butt hard. The horse, in pain, kicked its hooves and ran away wildly.

Heading towards the mountain mist where we came from.

Song Linsheng was exhausted. His eyes were half-closed, barely able to open. He could only use all his strength to pinch his palms, trying to use the pain to maintain a sense of consciousness.

He watched the horse carrying Madam Wen Yu fly out like an arrow, and he was so anxious that he couldn't move at all.

What slipped through his open fingers was not only the horse carrying Wen Yu, but also Wen Yu's safety.

"Wenyu——"

The scarred leader was about to leave, but Song Linsheng's shout made him turn back.

"How could I have almost forgotten, Mr. Song, you—"

There was a gleam in his eyes, filled with resentment and anger that was hard to conceal, or perhaps he was even too lazy to conceal it.

"Please go back and tell that Jia..."

"Just say, old friend wants to see you!"