Waste material cannon fodder, he just wants to survive!

The strength of the other party was stronger than that time when Aim pinched himself. Ran Heming struggled violently, trying to kick the person who was pressing on him away with his feet.

But in this posture, he couldn't kick the person on him at all, but his ankle was worn out and hurt.

Because of the lack of oxygen in the brain, the strength of the struggle became smaller and smaller, and the eyes began to blur.

The feeling of being on the verge of death is not good at all. In a daze, Ran Heming wanted to stab him with a knife, and rape the corpse would be better than this.

When Ran Heming couldn't breathe and felt that he was about to suffocate to death, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

"enough."

Suddenly, it seemed as if a gust of wind blew past, the shackles pressing on him disappeared, his body suddenly became lighter, and he seemed to be held in someone's arms.

Ran Heming opened his eyes and found that he was being embraced by Boss. He raised his head in the other's arms to look at his beautiful chin, and suddenly wanted to cry a little.

Feeling aggrieved, I couldn't help but want to ask: Why did you come here now?

But he was held back abruptly, and in the end he didn't say anything, his eyes were hot, and he leaned on the other person's arms with peace of mind.

From an angle he couldn't see, Boss' eyes were as cold as winter.

"You came to save me?" Ran Heming said in a hoarse voice, because he was pinched too hard just now, he started to cough violently after saying this.

"Well, I suffered."

Boss lowered his eyes and saw that the sleeping clothes on the other party could not cover his body at all, and his slender legs were exposed outside. Seeing this, his eyes darkened, as if he was covering something, he took off his coat and covered the other party's body superior.

The heat of the other party's body remained on the jacket, although it wasn't very messy, it made Ran Heming feel much better.

"Heh heh heh heh." Hill lying on the ground let out a strange laugh.

Only then did Ran Heming realize that the group of men in black standing beside the bed had all fallen to the ground, and Hill also fell to the ground in a strange posture.

This posture would have been dead for a normal person long ago, yet he can still make a strange laugh.

Immediately, he saw the other party's twisted limbs twist back to their original positions, and the bones made a crackling sound and stood up.

This scene was too horrifying, like watching a horror movie, exactly the same as Kayako back then.

Ran Heming clutched Bosi's lapel in fear and buried his face in the other's chest, but his body trembled in fear.

It was terrible, he was actually with this kind of person these few days, and he was afraid for a while.

"Don't be afraid." Boss comforted softly.

In fact, he didn't comfort anyone. Seeing that the little guy was so scared, he suddenly regretted beating him so ugly just now.

Hill stood up, screwed his neck back to its original position, looked at Boss with extremely excited eyes, gasped for breath, obviously extremely excited, "Blood... you are finally willing to show up..."

The voice seemed to come from the trachea, and he spat out black liquid from his mouth as he spoke.

Boss broke his neck just now, and the trachea inside was also broken.

"Tut." Boss clicked his tongue in disgust.

This was the first time Ran Heming saw Boss, he hated something so much, and even clucked his tongue, Ran Heming raised his head and took a peek, unexpectedly it was so pretty.

Boss ignored Searle, but asked the person in his arms gently: "Are you afraid?"

"Yes... a bit." Ran Heming said in a low voice, he really didn't want to see Hill at all now, and he didn't want to stay in this room at all.

He wanted to leave immediately.

He felt that he needed to spend his whole life to heal the bad memories brought to him here.

"Then go home quickly."

"Since we're here, how could we let you go like this?" Hill said with a smile, and a group of men in black robes suddenly appeared at the door after he finished speaking.

But soon, a group of bats suddenly swarmed behind these men in black robes. These bats seemed to be controlled by someone, and attacked these men in black robes indiscriminately.

The screams sounded like 3D into Ran Heming's ears, and there was a strong smell of blood. He was already in a state of high fear, but when he heard these screams, his eyes went dark and he passed out.

There were too many bats, the man in black was quickly wiped out, and the remaining bats attacked Hill. Although he knew some magic, there were too many bats, and he was outnumbered. Boss took advantage of this Chance carried Ran Heming and walked outside the door.

Boss took a carriage from the Illuminati. He gently put the little guy into the carriage and covered him with his clothes.

Then the wrists and ankles on the back were worn out, leaving a circle of red marks, and there were dried candles on his body, which was particularly conspicuous on his fair skin. Boss only took a few glances before hurriedly looking away .

The heart was beating violently, indicating that its owner was not calm.

Boss knew he was weird now, but he didn't hate the feeling.

Boss sat in the driver's seat of the carriage and raised his head. He glanced at the Illumination Cult surrounded by bats. If he listened carefully, he could hear the screams coming from inside.

Although he knew that these bats couldn't kill Hill, he couldn't stay here any longer. The little guy in a coma needed a quiet place, and he didn't want to take a step away from him.

What Hill did, he will definitely make the other party return twice, but the most important thing now is to take care of the people lying in the carriage.

The carriage Ran Heming lay on the carriage seat, nestled into a small ball, Boss's clothes could cover his whole body, then Ming frowned, he did not sleep peacefully.

"Don't... hurt..."

He sobbed softly in his dream, his body trembling slightly, tears from the corners of his eyes wet his eyelashes, and his black eyelashes stained with teardrops looked extremely pitiful.

Anfina, who was in a coma, was rescued by Aim passing by.

Em originally wanted to go to the Illuminati Cult to check the reason for the nearby magic fluctuations, but she didn't expect to see a silver carriage on the way to the Illuminati Cult, and Em recognized at a glance that the carriage belonged to the Pope.

So he walked over vigilantly to check the situation of the carriage, and found An Feina unconscious on the seat.

Although Em wanted to leave Anfina alone, but he didn't do so, but sat aside and waited for Anfina to wake up.

It didn't take long for Anfina to wake up. She opened her eyes and saw Em who was sitting on the side. She felt familiar, and finally recognized that this was the slave she met in Cadison Park.

"Why are you here?" Anfina asked suspiciously.

"I also want to ask why Miss Anfina is here?" Em asked back.

When asked by Em, Anfina was silent at first, and then intermittently remembered what happened just now.

"I was on my way to the Guangming Cult with Duke Gedun, but suddenly there was a gust of wind, and then we got separated."

Em's pupils shrank when he heard that his brother was going to the Guangming Cult with them, and asked eagerly, "Are you going to the Guangming Cult?"

An Feina didn't know why the person in front of her suddenly became so nervous, but she still answered the other person's question.

"The Pope invited Duke Gedun to serve the Illuminati." Anfina frowned slightly, trying to recall the memories she had forgotten, but she didn't notice Em who trembled a little after hearing these words.

Em was not at peace in his heart at the moment. Although he tried his best to comfort his brother that such a thing would not happen to him, the Pope and those people were indeed not good people, and he could not be sure that those people would not do anything to his brother.

"Your complexion suddenly became very bad." An Feina asked worriedly, "Is it because you are not feeling well?"

Em didn't answer An Feina's words, but asked a little seriously: "Do you remember how you two got separated?"

Anfeina paused, and after thinking for a while, she replied, "After being brought into this carriage by the godfather, I fell asleep because I was too sleepy, and I saw you when I woke up."

"Do you still remember what the godfather looked like?"

"Silver hair...it seems to be silver hair." Anfina tried hard to recall, but she could only think of that long silver hair.

Em's heart sank after hearing the word "silver hair". The Pope himself, who caught his brother, could take him away with his original appearance. This shows that his brother is very important to him, and he is so important in Hill's eyes. The only things are offerings.

Em squeezed the hands that were hanging by her sides. She knew that her brother was probably taken to the Guangming Cult as a sacrifice. He couldn't control his inner anger when he thought that what he had experienced in his previous life would be transferred to his brother.

Is it because he didn't go to the Guangming Cult, so he set his mind on his brother? Em's eyes darkened. If he could be useful and wake up his memory earlier, his brother would not have to go through such a thing.

"Are you worried about Duke Gedun? If he is so good, nothing will happen to him." Anfina, who knew nothing, comforted Em innocently.

Em felt that it was necessary for him to go to the Guangming Cult, but he couldn't take Anfina with him, so he asked Anfina, "Can you ride a horse?"

"Yes." This is one of the skills that a noble lady must learn. It just so happens that An Feina is very good at riding.

"Okay, you come with me."

Em took Anfina out of the carriage, he untied the horse rope tied to the carriage, gave the horse rope to Anfina and said, "From here, you can go west to Audley City."

"But I haven't gone to the Guangming Cult yet." An Feina was a little reconciled, because she was here for the Guangming Cult.

"You can go again someday." Em said, "Duke Gedun and Miss got separated. Without him, you probably wouldn't be able to enter the Guangming Cult."

"Anfeina thought about it and felt that what Em said made some sense, so she was not so persistent and went to the Guangming Cult. What you said seemed to make sense."

[The author has something to say: I want to comment, I feel that there should be typos in this chapter. 】