He Laoliu, who was driving the car, also noticed something. He turned his head, and there was nothing on the road behind him where the moonlight could be seen.

Where the moonlight could not be seen, it was completely dark.

Is it my imagination? Why do I feel like I'm being watched?

It's almost early in the morning, there's no way there's anyone there, could it be a ghost?

Thinking of this, He Laoliu was even more shocked, and the haunted rumors he had heard elsewhere suddenly came to mind.

He picked up the whip in his hand and hit the mule in front of him hard, trying to drive the beast to run faster, faster and faster...

There was a sudden chill in my neck, as if something had caught it.

He Laoliu subconsciously raised his hand and touched it.

snake!

He frightened one, and in a panic he wanted to tear off the snake wrapped around his neck and throw it out.

As a result, the snake tightened tighter and tighter, and he pulled hard with a strong force. He felt that his neck was about to be strangled and he could not breathe smoothly.

However, his body suddenly rose into the air, was overturned from the mule cart by the strong force, and hit the ground heavily.

"ah!"

He Laoliu groaned in pain, his internal organs seemed to burst, a sweet smell rushed out of his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood!

His vision went dark and he almost burped in pain, but he still struggled to open his eyes and get up.

At this moment, one foot stepped on his heart and jumped out using his body as a springboard.

He saw clearly that it was the figure of a woman.

The woman was swinging a long, dark whip in her hand. The whip was like a slithering snake, hooking the frightened mule in front of her.

The mule stopped and jumped on the spot. The woman patted the mule on the head, and the mule miraculously calmed down.

Yang Ruoqing calmed the mule so that it stopped running around, and then quickly looked for Yuanyuan's figure.

Behind the mule was a wooden cart with a bundle of straw spread on top.

At a glance, Yang Ruoqing saw Yuanyuan's other little shoe. In addition, there were scattered strips of cloth, the man's smelly socks, and Yuanyuan's dirty diaper!

However, she turned over the straw on the car and couldn't find Yuanyuan!

"Tell me, where is the child? Where is the child?"

Like a ferocious beast, she turned around and rushed towards He Laoliu, pulling him up from the ground like a dead dog and yelling to question him.

This anxious and violent momentum all over his body made He Laoliu's heart beat rapidly, and he felt as if he had stung a huge hornet's nest!

He Laoliu was dragged by Yang Ruoqing and pushed to the mule cart. He was shocked when he saw what was on the haystack.

How is it possible?

Where is the baby?

He remembered that he had obviously tied up the baby with five stripes, but how come the strips were untied and the baby disappeared?

Stolen?

No way!

What the hell!

"boom!"

He hit He Laoliu in the face with a fist, knocking out two of his front teeth.

He spit out a mouthful of blood, and then Yang Ruoqing held a dagger to his neck and pinned him down on the mule cart.

"Say, where is my son!"

At this time, Yang Ruoqing's eyes were full of anger and murderous intent, and her whole person had fallen into madness.

He Laoliu tried to resist, but found that in front of this woman, any resistance was like a mayfly shaking a tree.

"Here, at her place..."

He Laoliu reported a name, that was Xian Junniang's name.

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, a stream of heat spurted out from his left shoulder.

Yang Ruoqing stabbed a bloody hole in his shoulder with a dagger.

The blood is flowing like a stream, and the deer spring is gushing out.

The dagger did not leave the wound. Instead, it drew a circle around the wound, dug out a piece of skinned flesh and threw it to the ground, making a splat sound!

When He Laoliu came to his senses, he suddenly broke into a cold sweat, his eyesight turned black, and huge pain swept through his body like a tide. His heart pounded like it was beating in his ears. The pain was so great that his pupils were dilated, his eardrums were bulging, and his breathing was short.

Instantly paralyzed...

However, with Yang Ruoqing here, he would not be so cheap.

A silver needle nearly seven centimeters long was pierced through He Laoliu's Tianling Gai, instantly sealing his consciousness and making him sober.

He could clearly feel the pain of tearing away bones and biting flesh, but he could not faint, leaving him with a sound mind to face the fear of death.

"Tell me, where is my son?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

In the night wind, her hair had long been blown away, and the black crows were draped behind her and were blown up again.

In the messy black hair, the murderous look in his eyes was even worse, as if the god of murder had come to the world, the blood in his eyes was surging, and his whole body was dripping with blood.

The dagger pressed against his neck was cold to the bone.

In front of such a murderous star, a criminal like He Laoliu was so frightened that he peed his pants, and his last psychological defense line collapsed completely, and he plummeted for thousands of miles.

"Auntie, please forgive me!"

He Laoliu plopped down and knelt down at Yang Ruoqing's feet.

"That kid, that kid was in the car earlier. I tied his hands and feet. I, I don't know where he went..."

He Laoliu's voice trembled, and his whole body was shaking like rice through a sieve.

Yang Ruoqing kicked him to the side.

She chased him all the way, but she didn't see the child left on the ground.

This speeding mule cart, if Yuanyuan really fell from the cart to the ground, most likely it would be broken, and there would be no way she would still have the strength to crawl around on the ground...

But all the hay in the car was knocked upside down by her, and there was no place to hide the child.

As for He Laoliu, Yang Ruoqing could see that he didn't lie again.

"Yuanyuan!"

"Yuanyuan!"

Yang Ruoqing shouted anxiously and leaned down to look under the mule cart.

Sudden--

A little head popped out just like that.

He blinked a pair of big black and bright eyes and smiled slyly at her. He pursed his lips and made a 'huh?' sound to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing was shocked all over.

I saw Yuanyuan's bare little feet hanging upside down from the bottom of the car like a little monkey. There happened to be a rung in that place!

Yang Ruoqing was surprised, happy, excited and scared. As if in a dream, she quickly took Yuanyuan out from the bottom of the car, pulled off the child's clothes and immediately checked whether there were any injuries on his body.

After looking around, I found that except for the corners of the child's mouth, wrists, and ankles, everything else was fine.

At this moment, noisy footsteps came from the other side of the road, and a group of people were coming this way with torches.

Under the light of the torch, Yang Ruoqing saw the face of the leader, Blacksmith Luo.

The uncle is really getting older. His temples are all white. He is obviously old and no longer as strong and strong as he used to be.

When he strode to the mule cart, he was panting so hard that his face was red and he couldn't straighten his waist.

"Is Yuanyuan okay?" he asked urgently, breathing heavily.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head and handed Yuanyuan to him: "It's okay, she's still very energetic."

Blacksmith Luo breathed a sigh of relief and turned his eyes to He Laoliu, who was already tied up by the roadside.

He narrowed his eyes, walked over in three steps and slapped He Laoliu twice in the face.
Chapter completed!