"Lingwan, follow me and take a look."

The fire in the furnace was swaying, just like Ran Qingchen's mood was swaying.

Extremely upset, Ran Qingchen always felt that things would not be so simple. Otherwise, why would he always feel vaguely uneasy?

"Yes, Master!"

In front of Ran Qingchen, a young man in black quietly appeared.[

The boy is young, about sixteen years old. He has clear facial features and is handsome and upright. Although he has not yet reached the age of calmness and maturity, he has already restrained his emotions, is humble and harmonious, and has a mature appearance of being young and mature.

After receiving Ran Qingchen's instructions, the young man quickly exited the camp.

A quarter of an hour later, the young man reappeared in the tent, his brows furrowed and he said nothing.

"how?"

Before she even raised her eyes, she could already feel the solemn aura. Ran Qingchen closed the page of the book and asked.

"I'm afraid things may not go as I wish."

Approaching Ran Qingchen, the young man told Ran Qingchen what he had witnessed just now.

It turned out that the six women, after supporting Leng Yuhan who was suffering from fever, left the tent and headed straight for the city gate.

Unexpectedly, when they were about to reach the city gate, they encountered a large number of Longliang guards.

Due to Leng Yuhan's physical condition, the six women broke through the border guards and were eventually outnumbered. One was killed and five were injured when they were ambushed by the guards.

"Who is the general?"

The uneasy thing finally came, and Ran Qingchen did not ignore this very critical issue.

"Hui Ye, this is His Highness the Third Highness."

"Brother Sanhuang? What a good Mu Rufeng!"

No need to guess, Ran Qingchen also knew who was behind the trick.

"Where is that woman now?"

If she was caught by Brother Sanhuang, could that woman escape unscathed? Ran Qingchen's answer was no.

"Master Hui, His Highness the Third Highness fed him Chenghuan powder and took him to the paddock."

"Go to the paddock!"[

Without a second's delay, Ran Qingchen was anxious on the way to the paddock.

Being dragged and pulled all the way, Leng Yuhan was burned to the point of unconsciousness, and his consciousness slowly began to wake up under the beating of raindrops.

"Okay, it hurts."

Not knowing where he was, Leng Yuhan could only hear the endless roaring male voices coming from his ears.

"Ran Qingchen?"

His eyes hurt a lot. As soon as he opened his eyes, Leng Yuhan was shocked by the sight in front of him.

Countless torches appeared in front of Leng Yuhan's eyes like a huge fire dragon. Arrogant men gathered around him in groups, and he was currently being carried on the shoulders of a man.

Above, it looks very much like the New Year pig thighs that need to be bought home during the Chinese New Year.

From time to time, various types of hands will grab at various parts of my body.

"Ran Qingchen sold me out?"

For a while, Leng Yuhan was frightened by the sudden idea.

Shaking his head hard, Leng Yuhan tried his best to become more awake.

After waking up, Leng Yuhan had no choice but to admit with great hurt that Ran Qingchen had really sold herself out.

The acid water in his stomach surged overwhelmingly. Leng Yuhan saw the opportunity and was about to shoot out the Ice Soul Silver Needle, only to realize that he couldn't exert any strength in any part of his body. His body was still hot and empty, and he wanted to grab something.

That feeling.

"Has a ghost possessed you?"

Leng Yuhan was just thinking this in his mind. The next moment, he was thrown hard by the man carrying him and fell heavily to the ground of the paddock.

Five other women were thrown to the ground together with Leng Yuhan.
Chapter completed!