Master Jiu's little sweetheart is a bit fierce

People in Bielin Mountain are less involved with the outside world, so their language expressions are somewhat unclear.

Although Vincent knew their language, he didn't quite understand some of their rhetoric.

He stared at Wen Tingyi who was mad like a wild animal. If he couldn't ask any more questions, Wen Tingyi would lose control and start killing here.

He was also anxious, and asked the old patriarch again: "What does it mean to be swallowed by the woods?"

"Where is she?"

"Take us!"

Vincent knew that they could understand what he asked, but no one responded to him.

He was so angry that he didn't want to stay in this ruined village any longer.

And a killer ordered: "Go and kidnap the old man in the middle, he is the patriarch here."

The killer was agile, and the nunchaku in his hand swung a few times into the crowd of villagers, successfully controlling the old patriarch.

Holding the old patriarch hostage, Wen Tingyi pointed at him angrily and cursed: "Where is Logan? Tell me!"

Baitong and the two thugs still dragged Wen Tingyi, for fear that he would lose control and rush out.

Wen Sen translated Wen Tingyi's words to the old patriarch, who was displeased.

Wen Sen really lost his patience. He stretched out his hand to pinch the old patriarch's neck, and asked angrily, "Say! Where is that woman? Take us there. If you don't take it, I will let you die now, and let your The villagers all died."

The old man was choked with breath, struggled a few times, and then obediently said: "In the forest over there."

"Take us!"

When asked about Logan's whereabouts, a group of people headed towards the forest where Logan disappeared last.

Wen Tingyi left the village to look for Tang Wan, and Tang Wan returned to look for Wen Tingyi the same way.

The distance between the two is getting closer in the same direction again, as long as there is no accident, they will meet each other.

Tang Wan caressed her slightly aching stomach, exhausted with exhaustion, and walked back to the village step by step along the tracks left by the wheels.

She didn't have the ability to go out, and she didn't know if she could get out alive, so she returned the same way with a tie, betting on her fate with Wen Tingyi.

Step by step, she lowered her head and followed the marks of the wheels. As she gradually approached the village, she heard the sound of wheels rolling behind her.

With a deep comparison, she was overjoyed, as if a god descended from the sky devoted herself to her.

A stiff and bright smile finally appeared on her face that had been tense for more than a month.

Turn around...

The young man in front of him was dressed in Tawa costume and was pushing a cart full of grass.

He was approaching her step by step.

The smile on Logan's face gradually disappeared, the light in her eyes dimmed inch by inch, and finally panic took over her facial expression.

In the boy's light brown eyes, all the changes in Logan's expression were absorbed.

Being a member of the Tawa tribe, the trolley in the boy's hand ruthlessly bumped towards Tang Wan.

Tang Wan fell down in response, lying on the wet soil, tightly protecting her stomach.

From the corner of the eye, the boy's feet in worn-out shoes were already standing beside her.

She panicked and looked up quickly.

The young man looked cold, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and stretched out his hand towards her.

Tang Wan's eyes turned red, and she shook her head in extreme resistance.

"Don't...don't..."

"do not come……"

Tang Wan supported her lower abdomen and kept moving her body backwards.

The boy raised his toes high and moved towards her step by step. Finally, he pressed his toes and stepped on her trouser legs.

Lifting his big withered and yellow hand, he easily threw Tang Wan into the haystack on the cart.

The boy continued to return to the village with the cart, and the distance between Tang Wan and Wen Tingyi got closer.

On the other side, Wen Tingyi followed the old patriarch to find the forest where Tang Wan disappeared, but there was no trace of Tang Wan in the surrounding area.

Wen Tingyi sighed coldly, punched the tree with his fist, and a stream of heat flowed down his hand.

His whole body was shrouded in irritability, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Search the mountains for me!"

"Don't let go of any clues."

With an order, the people he brought scattered away, and Wen Tingyi also picked a way to find them.

Belden was worried that he was too nervous, so he followed him in one direction.

Before leaving, Ou Jinchen explained to Baitong that Wen Tingyi's body had problems and he was prone to lose control of his emotions, so he was urged to take care of Wen Tingyi.

People who are destined will always meet each other, heaven pays off, Wen Tingyi chose the right path.

As soon as he chased to the main road, he met a boy pushing a cart.

He walked towards him, the young man's face was indifferent, but his eyes were always swaying on Wen Tingyi's body, as if looking at some strange monster.

Wen Tingyi felt uncomfortable being watched by him, and the irritability in his eyes intensified.

Baitong caught the deepening irritability in Wen Tingyi's eyes, and quickly walked around to Wen Tingyi's right hand, blocking the sight of Wen Tingyi colliding with the boy.

"Master Jiu, the people in this village are not normal."

"To protect your eyes, it's better to look less."

Wen Tingyi coldly withdrew his gaze, and from the corner of his vision, he happened to catch a glimpse of a person lying on the boy's cart.

Wen Tingyi's expression suddenly froze in the air, and his footsteps stopped unconsciously.

Seeing that he was suddenly stunned, Baitong asked in surprise: "What's the matter Jiuye?"

"Someone."

Wen Tingyi rolled his eyelids and turned his head abruptly.

His eyes were fiery, and he looked intently at the half of his body exposed inside the trolley.

He suddenly walked back quickly and grabbed the boy's wrist: "Wait..."

Wen Tingyi looked at the woman in the cart. The woman was curled up and lying on her side in the grass pile. Her clothes were stained with mud, so she couldn't tell the exact shape.

The head buried in the green grass is half hidden, the long greasy hair is scattered, and it is still stained with mud.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a person who has been dug out of a garbage dump.

Logan, whose face was covered by green grass, half-opened her eyes, and saw a pair of big hands stretching towards her face through the gap.

She couldn't see the man's face clearly, and she was extremely nervous.

Wen Tingyi's hand approached the grass pile little by little, and it was about to touch Tang Wan who was on the car.

The boy suddenly took his hand away, cursed a few words in a language that Wen Tingyi could not understand, angrily pushed the cart and left.

Through the gap, at the moment Wen Tingyi's hand was taken away, Tang Wan hurriedly saw a familiar figure.

Although she didn't have time to see the man's face clearly, she recognized Wen Tingyi just by his outline.

But the boy's cart had already left, she hurriedly brushed the grass off her face, and struggled to get up.

Wen Tingyi's gaze averted after the boy pushed the cart away.

When he turned back, Logan, who was struggling to get up, caught a glimpse of his profile.

At that moment, she was so excited that she wanted to fall off the car.