The little beggar crawled backwards for several steps, then stumbled to his feet, turned around and ran away as if his soles were oiled!
I was about to step forward to catch him, but unexpectedly the little beggar stumbled, stepped on his right foot with his left foot, and fell down!
What a stupid beggar...
I stopped, bent down and hugged my stomach, laughing like crazy: "Hahaha...hahahaha...idiot, you will fall down even if you run away..."
While laughing, Sima Qing rushed forward, grabbed the little beggar Wu Qi's black clothes, and dragged him all the way to us.[
Sima Yang walked up to the little beggar and squatted down. His face as white as moonlight was as pure and handsome as the clear sky in the sun: "Don't be afraid, we are just here to ask for directions. Are you Ren Xiaohuai?"
Perhaps it was because Sima Yang's smile was too sunny, or perhaps because his voice was so calming, the little beggar's pale face slowly returned to normal: "I...I am Ren Xiaohuai, you..."
Hu Xiang jumped up to the little beggar and announced loudly: "We are going to Penglai Island! Take us there quickly!"
The little beggar turned red and stammered: "This, this, this girl, I don't know the way to Penglai Island, but..."
Before he finished speaking, Hu Xiang clamped the little beggar's ears fiercely, the dagger in his hand sparkling in the sun: "Tell me! Do you know?"