Chapter 192 Jing Qing: Almost collapsed in the middle

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"Third brother, do you have your sword?"

Jing Qing walked up to Wei Jiangshen, his voice clear and childish, calm and serious.

When Wei Jiangshen heard the little boy's words, she lowered her head and followed his gaze to see the closed courtyard door behind her. She frowned slightly and said, "I brought it with me. What's wrong?"

The little boy raised his head to meet the young man's doubtful gaze, and pointed behind him.

Wei Jiangshen looked at his finger and his pupils shrank instantly.

Xiao Chayin, who was nestled in her brother's arms, felt her brother's arm tightening around her. The little girl rolled her head in confusion, looked at it blankly, and then leaned back into the crook of her third brother's neck. She asked in a sweet voice,

"Third brother, what's wrong?"

When Wei Jiangshen heard the cute and sweet little milky voice, his eyebrows tightened. He subconsciously raised his hand to support his sister's little head to prevent her from turning around and coaxed, "It's okay."

While coaxing the little sister with a gentle tone, the boy looked at the little boy with cold eyes, "Jing Qing, what's going on with these children?"

Jing Qing calmly uttered three words, "Human trafficker."

Wei Jiangshen suddenly understood and sneered, "Donggong instigated a real human trafficker to kidnap you? It's a good trick."

Even if they don't succeed, this human trafficker organization can attract half of the attention, enough for them to take the opportunity to escape.

Seeing that he understood, Jing Qing glanced at the baby sister he was protecting in his arms with a smile in his eyes, and said something unclear, "The strategy is good, but the luck is bad. Who let them encounter the little lucky bag of music?" Woolen cloth."

With little Chayin's confused interference, the East Palace will be unlucky this time. At least one of the prince's confidants will have to be included. If they are more lucky, there might be a big fish.

However, Jing Qing did not dare to tell Wei Jiangshen that Xiao Chayin came to find him and took the initiative to find a human trafficker. He was afraid that he would fail halfway through his business.

Fortunately, Wei Jiangshen didn't think much about what he said. They often jokingly called Xiao Chayin a little lucky bag, especially at times like this.

Only a distant whistle suddenly resounded through the courtyard.

Jing Qing looked up and saw that the whistle was made by Wei San. The young man put his fingers together under his lips and made a whistle that was far more difficult for ordinary people to blow with a whistle.

An eagle struck the sky and followed the whistle. Soon, a bald eagle soared over, carrying a red and black Kunlun bow in its talons, with sharp golden lines outlined on it, shining with the cold light of lacquer in the sun. .

When the bald eagle flew over them, it released the Xuanchi bow hooked in its claws, and the bow fell steadily into Wei Jiangshen's hands.

Wei Jiangshen put the baby in his arms on the ground. In her doubtful eyes, he gently pushed her into the little boy's arms and coaxed her warmly,

"Yinyin is good, how about you go with brother Jingqing to put away your little toys first? Brother, please rescue the brothers and sisters in the cage over there."

The boy said, pointing to the hastily made animals on the steps.

Although these gadgets are not worth much, in the eyes of the baby, they are her little treasures.

The little girl turned around and saw the little tiger and little rabbit that she had forgotten. She immediately nodded obediently, said "ok" in a sweet voice, pulled her brother Jingqing and ran over there, for fear of A little later, her third brother disappeared again.

Jing Qing looked at the eager look of his little baby, and a sigh flashed in his eyes. He helped his little sister put these little guys into her pocket, but it seemed that it was still too late.

After Xiao Chayin packed her things, she turned around and saw that her third brother had disappeared.

The little baby blinked in confusion, looking around with his little head rolled up, and a pack of small crystal tears accumulated in his dark eyes. The little baby looked for someone aggrievedly.

When Jing Qing saw this, he quickly pulled his little sister to the side, pointed to the door and said,

"Yinyin, don't cry. Your third brother is outside. He needs to open the door so that these brothers and sisters can go out with us. Otherwise, the third brother will hug each other one by one and he will not be able to finish all the hugs."

Xiao Chayin opened her crystal clear glass eyes, sniffed her little nose sweetly, and her soft little voice was filled with tears, "Really... Will the third brother come back? He didn't follow Yin. Say goodbye!"

The little baby complained aggrievedly.

Jing Qing felt heartbroken when he heard it, and he quickly said "Of course". Just as he finished speaking, the heavy wooden door made a loud "bang" and was kicked open by the young man from the outside.

The broken door latch fell to the ground along with the half-open door leaf. The boy outside the door threw it aside and half of his body was exposed from the crack of the door.

When Xiao Chayin saw that he was indeed outside the door, she immediately burst into tears and smiled. Her dimples were filled with happiness, and her eyes filled with tears were particularly bright in the sunlight.

"Third brother!"

Wei Jiangshen heard his little baby's coquettish call, smiled warmly, and responded in a warm voice. He kicked the wooden door again. Although it was tied with iron chains, the gap in the middle should be enough for those children to pass through. He didn't waste any more time splitting the chain.

The young man climbed over the wall again and entered with his bow and arrow flashing coldly, facing the iron lock of the prison door.

The children all huddled up obediently in the corner far away from the iron lock, watching eagerly Wei Jiangshen's movements, looking at the coldly shining bow and arrow in his hand without any fear, only with burning hope in their eyes.