The old yellow wolf ran very fast, running all the way along the official road. From time to time, sturdy and unusual figures jumped out from the dark and chased the old yellow wolf from a distance. But the old yellow wolf ran fast, and these people were left behind.

Leaving the quiet and elegant Qishan area, and entering the prosperous area of ​​Qizhou City, the West City District of Qizhou City has a complex terrain and narrow streets and alleys. After walking around a few circles in the streets and alleys that were as dense as a spider web, Chu Tian no longer felt any surveillance eyes.

With a light shout, the old yellow wolf stopped near the house where Lord Rat had spied on the widow a few days ago.

Chu Tian released his hand that was holding Shang Yan'er's neck, and with his right hand, he hit a soft and numb point on her spine. Shang Yan'er's body shook and she groaned. Chu Tian carefully pushed her off the old yellow wolf's back. She staggered, stretched out her hand to hold the earth wall on the side of the road, and finally stood firm.

"You are a very cautious person!" Shang Yan'er looked at Chu Tian with gritted teeth.

The blow to the soft and numb point on her back crushed Shang Yaner's strength, making it difficult for her to run quickly for a quarter of an hour. She stared angrily at the young man who held her hostage and snorted angrily.

"If you're not careful, you'll die!" Chu Tian stared at Shang Yan'er deeply, and suddenly asked her: "I really can't understand why you became the concubine of Xun Yu, the old pervert, in order to sneak into the Jishan Academy. Is it worth it?"

Shang Yan'er pondered for a moment, and suddenly smiled. The slightly haggard smile from the bottom of her heart was like a flower suddenly blooming, and an indescribable magnificent vitality emerged, which made Chu Tian's heart stagnate.

"Why isn't it worth it? No matter who you are, Chu Dangtou, you should know some of the strange customs of our wild tribe. If a hero, a hero, a wise man, or a wise man passes by our tribe, they will always choose three or five outstanding daughters to sleep with them. If they can keep one or two children, the strength of the entire tribe will increase a bit."

Shang Yan'er stroked her slightly bulging belly with both hands and smiled gently: "Xun Yu is the top scholar in Dajin and a well-known minister of state. If my child has such a father, he will definitely not be weaker than Xun Yu when he grows up."

"I have recovered the Canglong Shedding Her Shell Map. I asked the young master to capture all the dignitaries in the three states. Even the managers of the thirty-two powerful families from Dajin are in his hands. The young master has a golden opportunity to take revenge on the Chu family." Every pore on Shang Yaner's face was emitting a charming glow, a sacred glow like that of a martyr.

"I am very satisfied!" Shang Yan'er smiled brightly: "No one in the tribe will look down on me. There will be many brave, warlike, passionate and enthusiastic men who will compete for me. My children will be loved by my future husband as his own flesh and blood."

"Why are you asking me, 'Is it worth it?'" Shang Yan'er squinted her eyes and looked Chu Tian up and down: "I am curious, you should not be a mere fishmonger in Baimang River. Chu Tian, ​​Chu Dangtou, you are... someone from the Great Jin court, right?"

Chu Tian's heart was in turmoil because of Shang Yan'er's words. When Shang Yan'er suddenly asked him a question, he couldn't help but glared at her and shouted fiercely: "Woman, shut up! A woman who is too smart will not have a good ending."

After a moment of silence, Chu Tian shook his head at Shang Yaner and sighed: "You may think that your behavior is great. What you have done may be very respectable, sacred, solemn, and something to your people."

"But go back and tell your people, especially the men in your tribe, a message. Just say that I, Chu Tian, ​​look down on these weaklings! Be it revenge or planning a grand plan, these fighting and killing, these conspiracies and calculations, when will it be the turn of women to take the lead, when will women be sacrificed?"

"Say something to your people, to those so-called 'men' in your tribe, and tell them that it was I, Chu Tian, ​​who said that they are all a bunch of worthless, lowly bastards! The only place they are qualified to go is to be eunuchs in the Imperial Palace of Dajin!"

"Whether it's revenge or revenge, unless all the men in the family are dead and only the women are left, otherwise, how can you make these sacrifices? How can you sacrifice yourself?"

Chu Tian snorted coldly and patted the old yellow wolf's neck. The old yellow wolf kicked its four legs hard and quickly ran away along the alley with Chu Tian on its back.

"War, keep women away... unless all the men with penises are dead! What the hell is going on?"

Chu Tian complained in a low voice. Shang Yan'er stood there like a wooden person, not moving at all. She was very confused by Chu Tian's words.

On a small building a hundred feet away, Zi Xiaosheng was playing with a purple jade pendant. The owner of the building and his entire family were unconscious on the ground, their eyes rolled back, and they were obviously knocked unconscious by violence.

Watching Chu Tian running away from afar, Zi Xiaosheng said softly: "War, let women go away? Tsk, this is so unreasonable. But, but, um, it does make some sense."

Tilting his head, Zi Xiaosheng looked at Shang Yan'er standing there with a twinkling gaze: "Why didn't Chu Dangtou take the opportunity to flirt with Shang Yan'er, so that I could find a chance to teach him a lesson? He actually just treated her as a talisman and let her go safely after getting away?"

Aunt Feng stood aside with a complicated expression, looking at Zi Xiaosheng helplessly.

"Aunt Feng, do you think Shang Yan'er is really like what she said? Does she really think that what she did is worth it? Does she not regret it? Will she be very..." After hesitating for a while, Zi Xiaosheng frowned and said, "Will she feel happy?"

Aunt Feng was stunned for a while, a faint light flickered in her beautiful eyes, and she didn't speak for a long time.

"I didn't feel any real happiness or joy from her. Instead, I only felt a sense of relief, a sense of luck that I had escaped death." Zi Xiao stared at Shang Yan'er desperately: "There are more complicated things covered by these superficial emotions. But I can't feel them, and I can't tell them apart. Human hearts are really too complicated."

Heavy footsteps were heard, and a young man wearing heavy armor and with a tough face, led a large group of naturalized natives, and hurriedly chased after them along the narrow alley. Seeing Shang Yan'er from a distance, the young man shouted ecstatically: "Yan'er, I found you! I haven't seen you for a few years. How are you?"

The young man dropped his weapon, opened his arms and strode towards Shang Yaner.

Shang Yan'er suddenly saw the young man, her pretty face suddenly twisted, she stepped back several steps in panic, and almost fell to the ground. She looked at the young man with panic in her eyes, and her face turned pale.

Zi Xiaosheng's face suddenly changed in the small building, and he cursed in a low voice with extremely vulgar and dirty urban swear words.

Aunt Feng's face twitched and she looked at Zi Xiaosheng as if she had seen a ghost.

With a loud "whoosh" sound, a brick flew over and hit the ecstatic young man in the face.

It was such a heavy blow that the young man's face was almost flattened, his teeth were all shattered, his helmet exploded, and his neck was almost stretched half an inch by the horrible impact force. He flew backwards spitting out blood.