Jun Buli raised his wet face and looked at him with red eyes.
"...Are you sure?"
"Dad, I'm sure your mother has already gone to find him and won't let anything happen to him."
Jun Wuchen rarely softened his eyebrows at his son, stretched out his hand, gently scratched his red nose with his jade-white knuckles, and teased, "Crying like a little cat, it's so ugly."
"..."
Jun Buli slapped his hand away angrily and sniffed.
"What if my mother can't find my brother?"
"No." Jun Wuchen raised his eyebrows.
He is noncommittal about his "younger brother" who lets slip things from time to time.
"How does daddy know?"
The little guy wrinkled his little face and made a mistake. The more worried he became, the more he had to dig into it.
"Because your mother will definitely find him. She is more worried about his safety than you are."
The little guy seemed to understand.
But with his father's repeated assurances, he obviously felt more at ease and urged Jun Wuchen to take him to the entrance of the ghost market.
The father and son went against the flow of people and walked towards the entrance.
In the shadow of the crowd behind them, a few pairs of sinister eyes suddenly flashed, staring at the backs of the father and son.
A hoarse and low voice loomed: "... people have been lured away..."
"Get ready... to take action..."
Yun Luo crossed the ghost market at a very fast speed and hurried in the direction pointed by the little guy.
The dense crowd and noisy snapping noises masked many strange movements.
She was so focused on the safety of the little fox that she ignored everything around her. She was completely unaware that there were several ghostly figures around her, approaching her silently.
Just then——
Yun Luo suddenly stopped and looked in a certain direction!
Not far away from the crowd, I saw several ghost market guards wearing bronze ghost masks walking by carrying a corpse.
The corpse was different from the others. It was properly placed on a stretcher. It was wearing a familiar pink dress. It had a fatal chest injury and its eyes were closed.
But that face that was extremely pale, as if there was still a look of fear——
Clearly, it’s Ji Yaoer!
Is she dead?
Yun Luo was shocked for a moment.
Then I remembered what the little guy said. When he was escaping, he accidentally implicated a person and was accidentally killed by a trafficker on the spot...
Could it be that this unlucky guy is Ji Yaoer?
No? What a coincidence?
Yun Luo is still in shock.
Behind her, several ghostly figures were startled because she stopped suddenly and hurriedly paused the movements of her hands.
It was such a hasty stop. I was so anxious that I couldn't care about other Yun Luo, but I suddenly realized that something was wrong!
Is there someone following her?
She did not turn her head in a hurry. She glanced calmly out of the corner of her eye and saw several people wearing black robes and masks, with no skin exposed on their bodies. She hurriedly withdrew her hand.
Dressing like this is very common in ghost markets, and it originally couldn't attract Yun Luo's attention.
But the bad thing is that they stopped their action too quickly and too neatly...
Under the black cloak, there was a faint ray of cold light——
That's a dagger!
Yun Luo narrowed his eyes, and a flash of extreme coldness suddenly flashed in his eyes.
Following her with a murder weapon...what could be the intention?
Either an assassin or a killer!
Yun Luo withdrew his peripheral vision, as if he hadn't noticed anything, and continued to rush forward anxiously.
She walked very fast, but the pace under her feet changed.
As if with a strange rhythm, it shuttles freely among the crowd like a fish, flickering and appearing.