Slowly opening her eyes, Ai Xia's dull eyes regained their vitality. She jumped up from the bed and hugged Quan Anwu fiercely in her arms. It seemed that as long as she let go a little, this would make him think about it day and night.

The man will then leave.

Holding Quan Anwu tightly in her arms, Ai Xia's eyes were filled with tears and she couldn't stop crying:

"An Wu, you are finally here. It's all my fault. It's all my fault. I didn't protect Xiaoling well..."

Sitting next to Ai Xia, Quan Anwu felt that the humiliation and pain he had suffered these days had disappeared. He patted Ai Xia's shoulder lightly, and Quan Anwu said in a low tone:

"No, it's my fault. Not only did I fail to protect you, but I also brought such trouble to your mother and daughter. As a husband and father, I am not qualified..."

After saying that, Quan Anwu slowly released his arms. He was not immersed in the joy of reunion and quickly stood up. He knew that finding Ai Xia and Xiaoling was just the simplest first step. Can he bring them safely?

Escape, this is the top priority, if they cannot escape from Baixiu Pavilion, today next year will be the death anniversary of their family of three.

Quan Anwu walked quickly to the window, stared down, looked at the extremely noisy and chaotic hall and said in a deep voice:

"Ai Xia, now is not the time to reminisce about old times. You and Ling'er quickly get dressed. We need to take advantage of the chaos and follow the flow of people out. Every moment we save increases our chances of escaping."

Quan Anwu's heart is like a mirror. As long as he enters Baixiu Pavilion, he will be discovered by the enemy. If he waits for his opponent to react first, the situation will be completely passive. Instead of doing this, it is better to choose to take the initiative and Quan Anwu will kill Liu.

The old man threw himself from the third floor with a plan, hoping to cause riots. You must know that those who can afford to come to Baixiu Pavilion to enjoy themselves are either wealthy businessmen or officials with high rankings. If something unexpected happens to these people, then

It will set off huge waves in Baiyue County. In this way, the enemy will definitely worry about the lives of these important people, and it will also make the master behind Baixiu Pavilion unable to exert his full strength.

Ai Xia also knew that the situation was critical at this time, and without delay, she quickly put on her and Quan Xiaoling's clothes neatly.

Then he piled some personal clothes and gold and silver jewelry on the bed and hurriedly wrapped them in sheets.

Walking to Ai Xia's side, Quan Anwu raised his left foot, stepped on the stool, and lifted up his trouser leg. He saw a scar as long as one finger on the inside of his calf. There was also a faint red mark on the scar. I thought the wound was still there.

It had not healed for too long. Quan Anwu looked around the room, then bent down to pick up the hairpin that fell on the ground. He held the hairpin in his hand and saw that he used the tip of the hairpin to cut the skin again along the scar, scarlet.

The blood slowly flowed out from the wound.

Throwing away the hairpin, Quan Anwu stretched out his index finger expressionlessly and kept stirring it in the wound, as if he was looking for something. He paused with his finger and saw that he took out something from the wound on his leg, as if it was

A key three inches long and shaped like a cylinder.

Handing the blood-stained key to Ai Xia, Ai Xia's eyes were filled with tears and she stretched out her hands to take it with trembling hands. The key was made of bronze and was very heavy. It was in the shape of a cylinder and was surrounded by tiny gears.

Each gear can move independently and looks extremely delicate, as if it is not a key but a well-made handicraft.

He pulled off a piece of cloth from the bedding and simply bandaged the wound on his leg. Quan Anwu held Ai Xia's hands and said in a very solemn tone:

"Xiaoxia, you must keep this thing. This key is the culprit that caused our family to end up like this. As for the use of this key, I will not tell you, otherwise our current ending may be

It will happen again, you just need to pass it on from generation to generation, and wait for a descendant who has the ability to decipher its secrets to appear. In that case, this key is an opportunity, not a disaster. Xiaoxia, you must protect it.

It is the hope for the rise of our Quan family!"

"An Wu, I will definitely protect it."

Ai Xia looked haggard, and then she put the key in her lapel. The two had been married for ten years. From her husband's words, she faintly sensed a hint of uneasiness. She was afraid that they would never be together again if they separated from each other.

See you again.

Seeing that Ai Xia had put away the key, Quan Anwu sighed softly, and saw that although his back was as thin as a pine, it was already a little bent at this time. Time waits for no one, Quan Anwu hugged him.

The two women, tiptoeing to the ground, fell from the window.

At this time, the hall on the first floor was still overcrowded. Those dignitaries who usually pay attention to their image and like to put on airs were completely exposed at this time. They all had red faces and used their hands and feet to squeeze towards the pavilion door.

Falling into the crowd with the two girls in his arms, Quan Anwu took advantage of the flow of people and quickly rushed towards the door of the pavilion. The door gradually enlarged in his eyes, and the carriage across the street was clearly visible. His internal energy was running wildly, and he saw

Quan Anwu's figure suddenly accelerated and he successfully rushed out of Baixiu Pavilion, but at this moment, a clear and ethereal copper bell sounded suddenly.

The moment the bell rang, Quan Anwu's figure who was attacking at high speed couldn't help but freeze. It was this sudden pause, and six men with swords rushed out from the surrounding night. The six men rushed Quan Anwu and the two women.

Surrounded by a group of people, looking at the tyrannical aura of these six people, they are all second-rate warriors!

"Dingling~Dingling~"

The ringing sound that sounded clear to ordinary people was like the death horn from hell to Quan Anwu's ears. His face was as red as blood, his facial features were twisted like the roots of an old tree, and bursts of painful wails came out of his mouth.

I saw some hair-like black maggots growing on his face and arms, twisting out from the skin all over his body, looking very scary.

Ai Xia looked at her husband with a horrified expression, then supported Quan Anwu and shouted anxiously:

"An Wu! An Wu! What's wrong with you?"

Pushing away Ai Xia who was supporting him, Quan Anwu endured the bone-gnawing pain and heart-burning pain, raised his arm tremblingly, and then fiercely slapped the two brown eyes on his Dantian.

The pills burst open immediately and flowed throughout the body along the meridians.

The maggots were tempted by the pills, and they all danced and burrowed into the skin again. Quan Anwu immediately mobilized his powerful internal force like a vast ocean to suppress all the maggots. The maggots seemed to be spiritual and wanted to listen to the bell again.

Summoned, he came out of the body, but was firmly trapped by Quan Anwu's tyrannical internal force. Under the skin of Quan Anwu's body, there were maggots swimming back and forth, like strands of black hair.
Chapter completed!