"Is there anyone? Is there anyone?"
"Is there anyone? Can you hear me?"
…
Yuan Wu seemed to be tireless and shouted over and over again. The sword guard was very impatient and walked out, shouting condescendingly.
"Princess Dongyuan, we told you that you are also Star Soul Masters. Unless you come up yourself, we will not open the door!"
Yuan Wu gritted his teeth and squeezed the little fat man hard in private. The little fat man felt pain, pulled his throat and started crying.
“嘤嘤… Wow… 嘤嘤嘤…”
“嘤嘤嘤…嘤嘤嘤嘤…”
…
The tender cry that belongs to a baby is transmitted straight away, making people feel inexplicably heartbroken.
Someone walked over quickly and shouted: "What's going on? Why is there a baby crying?"
The sword guard in charge of contact was also confused. Princess Dongyuan just now was clearly not holding the child.
Yuan Wu put on a tearful look and said in a low voice: "Your Excellency, it doesn't matter if you don't let us in, but the child is innocent and he is still so young. Why don't you send someone to take the child in?"
Yuan San and others immediately echoed behind.
"Yes, the child is innocent. Can you leave him a way to survive?"
"Yes, we don't have to go in, but the child is still young..."
…
While several assassins kept persuading, the little fat man had already smelled the "smell" and was getting closer and closer to it, right behind this high wall!
He was surprised and happy in his heart, but he couldn't get over it. The little fat man couldn't help crying even louder.
"Wow wow... wow wow..." Breasts! His grandma! Don't run!
"Wow wow wow..." Milk! grandmother!
…
The cry of this pitiful baby made the cold hearts of the sword guards loosen, and someone whispered: "This... what can we do?"
This person couldn't catch his attention: "Otherwise, why don't you ask Lord Wuma?"
"Well, that's all!"
Although Wuma Jian is extremely cold and cruel, he is only towards the "strong ones". If the other party is a vulnerable group of people, he will try his best to protect them, whether they are ordinary women, children or the elderly.
This is also the reason why Wuma Sword is so famous among the human race.
He is not only the patron saint of the human race, but also the patron saint of the vulnerable groups and ordinary people in the human race.
Seeing that everything was turning around, Yuan Wu felt happy and became more and more sure of his intention to contract with this little guy.
Soon someone came over with orders from Wuma Sword.
"Your Majesty Wuma said you can open the door and let them in!"
"Okay!" The sword guard also breathed a sigh of relief. He also had children, and he felt heartbroken when he saw such a young child outside.
"Hurry up! You know?"
Yuanwu and others were delighted and said quickly: "Yes!"
They packed up their things quickly, and as soon as the city gate opened, they immediately rushed into the city gate impatiently, and then their hearts dropped heavily.
At this moment, a pair of men and horses quickly approached the city wall. Within a few ups and downs, they were already standing on the wall of the Four Borders City.
This team was Lu Jiuque and his party who were preparing to leave the city to find Ai Lu and Zuo Lengyang.
The breath blowing from Wuyun Valley carried a thick, sticky smell of blood, which made Lu Jiuque feel more uneasy. She frowned and said, "Xiao, where are they?"
The owl pointed its fleshy paw, and its blue eyes were full of vigilance: "Meow!" Over there, master, be careful! Don't leave your baby's side!
Lu Jiuque held Xiao in his arms and shouted: "Let's go!"
"Meow!!"