Chen Mengtian said to Wang Zhu, who was not far away, his body trembled: "Brother Zhuzi, we should go." ”

After saying that, her body drilled into the carriage and lowered the curtain casually.

By the way, Chen Baojie, who lost his mind and seemed to have lost three souls and seven souls, also pulled him into the carriage.

"It's good to go, it's good to go, let's go." Chen Ping's voice was mixed with fear.

Seeing his son sitting beside him, Chen Ping shouted to Wang Zhu outside: "Zhuzi, it's dark this day, it's too dangerous in the town tonight, let's go quickly." ”

“…… Yes, yes! ”

When Wang Zhu heard the word danger, he quickly came back to his senses and climbed into the car with trembling hands and feet.

He reached out and tightened his grip on the reins, his hands still trembling, not daring to look at the corpse lying not far away.

The carriage ran wildly as if it were running for its life.

Wang Zhu also couldn't control it, he saw the dead with his own eyes.

It's not people who die of old age, sickness, or accidents.

Instead, he was easily killed by Chen Mengtian, with a knife on his body, and he didn't know what kind of character he was.

In his eyes, the people with knives on their bodies are generally people from the government, or bandits and robbers.

These people, who don't know their identities, were all killed by a young girl, without blinking an eye.

Wang Zhu's heart was about to jump to his throat.

He was afraid, afraid, and afraid of Chen Mengtian.

Chen Baojie, who was sitting in the carriage, couldn't calm down in his heart, his hands were trembling all the time, and he kept peeking at Chen Mengtian who was sitting opposite.

Only Chen Ping casually glanced at the back of the carriage.

The dark night was lit up by the fire of Yihongyuan not far away.

On the ground where the carriage had rested before, there were some vague shadows, motionless.

Chen Ping looked away, looking like nothing had happened.

Soon after the carriage left, another wave of men in black quickly came to the place where the carriage had stopped.

They saw their companion lying on the ground, silent.

After searching around, but finding nothing, he carried the corpse of his dead companion and quickly disappeared into the night.

……

Already out of the city, all the way to the fast carriage.

"Tian, Sister Tian, you just ......" Chen Baojie finally couldn't help but speak, but he was a little stumbling when he spoke.

Chen Ping casually answered: "Tian Yatou was taken advantage of by those people just now, this matter must not be spread, fortunately those people are gone, otherwise it will make a big fuss and Tian Yatou's reputation will be ruined." ”

Hearing his voice, a pale smile appeared on Chen Mengtian's beautiful little face.

After all, it was the first time to kill someone, where could she be so calm in her heart.

Therefore he did not speak.

Chen Baojie didn't mention what happened just now, he also thought that Chen Ping didn't know, so it was not good for him to know what happened before.

The carriage galloped all the way to Chenjia Village.

The road was deserted, and when they returned to Chenjia Village, there was no light in every household in the village.

At this hour, the villagers were asleep.

They touched the darkness and parked the carriage to Jiang's house.

Chen Mengtian got out of the car casually, opened the door calmly, and walked home.

Everything was very normal with her, but she forgot to say hello to Chen Ping, Chen Baojie, and Wang Zhu.

I didn't say a word from beginning to end, which was very wrong.

The carriage stopped at the door of Jiang's house, and Wang Zhu did not move for a long time.

Until the Jiang family lit up, he was still sitting in the carriage, and the reins in his hands were tightly grasped.

Chen Baojie, who was in the carriage, did not come back to his senses from what happened in the town.