The two hands that stretched out from the alley covered their mouths with an irresistible force.

The firelight was shining, and a patrol of at least dozens of people hurried through the street outside.

The shouts of orders come and go, one after another.

Thales and Ramon struggled desperately, but the other party just tapped their necks a few times, which destroyed their strength to speak!

Until Ramon opened his eyes wide and saw clearly the person in front of him in the dim moonlight - the black sword that cut off their back.

The pale black sword covered their mouths and pressed them against the wall of the alley.

Until the patrol leaves.

Thales lamented in his heart.

"Hurry up!" Black Sword let go of their mouths and said weakly: "Asheida is right behind."

Thales felt nervous again.

Without waiting for their answer, Heijian pulled the two of them out of another alley.

"I attracted at least three patrol teams... I don't know how long I can hold him off, but at least I can attract the attention of Longxiao City," Heijian touched the wall and panted while leading the way:

"We're walking down an alley. I suspect Asheida is searching for us from the sky."

Thales' heart moved.

"No."

The two members of the Brotherhood turned their heads at the same time.

Thales raised his head and frowned at Black Sword and Ramon: "He doesn't have to search for us from the sky."

"What?" Heijian kept walking and frowned.

Thales remembered what Asheida once told him in the chess and card room on Hongfang Street: the air magician can sense all the air movements in an entire street.

for example……

"Our breathing," Thales gritted his teeth and said, "He can track us through this."

At this time, Black Sword, who was leading the way, suddenly stopped.

Even Thales and Ramon became nervous.

At this moment, Thales suddenly realized that behind him, where Asheida and the patrol were supposed to meet, there was strangely no sound.

what happened?

"It's not just breathing," a familiar and pleasant male voice that made Thales' scalp tingle came from the front, "All the air flowing in your body is a beacon - as bright as a light in the dark night.

.”

Ramon trembled and took a step back.

Black Sword lowered his body solemnly, preparing to charge.

Thales sighed and looked at the alley ahead - Ashida Sarkon slowly stepped out from the corner like a ghost.

"Child, you are really disobedient," Aixida ignored Black Sword and Ramon, and just looked straight at Thales, the chill in her eyes becoming more and more frightening: "I must admit, those little tricks of yours combined with this

This smelly cockroach really gave me some trouble."

Ramon looked ugly, took a step back again, and looked around.

The black sword was still at the forefront, and he calmly pressed the strange sword on his waist.

"That's because you're not very friendly." Thales took a deep breath and clenched his fists.

This is a residential area - would it help if I shouted now?

Or will it be in vain to kill those who came out to watch the fun?

"Oh no."

"I'm already very friendly," Aixida shook her head and seemed to be in a stable mood: "But if you force me, you can only use some rough methods."

Thales narrowed his eyes.

He realized that there was something wrong with Asheida's words.

Sure enough, Aixida hooked her fingers.

Behind him, a small figure floated out.

A sobbing figure.

Thales's pupils shrank.

No.

It was a sloppy girl wearing glasses.

About eight or nine years old.

Under Asheida's control, she floated into the air, making a trembling sound of fear from time to time.

Damn it.

Thales looked at the girl in disbelief.

The girl's glasses were tilted to one side, and she looked at herself floating in the air in horror and panic.

However, the moment she saw Thales, she seemed to have found a life-saving straw.

It's him.

It's that boy.

The girl stretched out her young hands towards Thales, revealing the bruises on her wrists.

Tears of grievance flowed from her eyes, and she cried loudly.

Listening to the girl's cry, Thales took a deep breath.

He raised his gaze, with complicated and unspeakable emotions, and looked at the girl who was trembling with fear and sobbing in panic - Little Slippery.

Thales clenched his fists.

That girl.

Thelma Walton.

Little slippery head.

"Come back to me now—no more trouble."

"Unless..." Aixida said softly and raised her fingers: "Do you want to watch this little maid die?"

The little slipper in mid-air suddenly turned upside down, with his head facing downwards!

Thales breathed heavily!

At that moment, the little slipper was so frightened that he stopped crying.

Just floating aimlessly, sobbing softly in extreme fear and trembling.

Even Black Sword frowned.

Thales gritted his teeth.

"I know you won't come with me willingly," Aixida seemed to know what he was thinking, and chuckled: "So I took some precautions."

The little slippery head in the air turned around again.

The girl was so frightened that she lost consciousness, tears fell everywhere, and she couldn't even speak.

"This is a matter between us," Thales gritted his teeth, feeling complicated in his heart: "She has nothing to do with this!"

He looked at the fearful eyes behind the little slippery glasses.

In front of his eyes, there was a scene of the little naughty boy looking at the twitching Alex, covering his mouth and retreating in fear.

He recalled the scene where the little slipper's hand was tightly grasped by King Nun and a black ring was placed on it.

I remembered the trembling hands of the little naughty little girl when I pulled the girl away in the Hall of Heroes.

She didn't know anything at all, and she wasn't prepared for anything at all.

I was forced to face all this.

"Of course," Aixida spoke slowly and smiled: "I noticed that when you were in Hongfang Street, you cared about your companion very much?"

"Then let's see, do you care about this companion as much?"

The scene from long ago appeared in front of Thales' eyes.

Quaid, who was grinning ferociously, raised Coria, picked up the red-hot silver coin with one hand, laughed loudly, and pressed it on the beggar's face.

Collea.

Her struggle at that time.

The expression at that time.
To be continued...