The little boy pursed his lips aggrievedly and couldn't help but sob.

Seeing this, Lu Jiuque couldn't help frowning, took out a space bag from the Dragon Pattern Realm, and handed it to the young man.

"It's a sum of money, you take it and get out of here."

The little boy shook his head desperately and said, "I...... I don't want money......"

Lu Jiuque's eyes were already cold: "Giving you these is already considered benevolent and righteous, it is impossible for me to take you in, you and I are not relatives, you are still a fugitive from the temple, and being with you will implicate my family and involve them in the whirlpool." ”

The last time Aunt Chang was attacked, Lu Jiuque said to himself, don't be soft-hearted.

The world is so big, and there are so many people worthy of sympathy, that the overflow of incompetent compassion is just a manifestation of ignorance.

If she took him in at this time, trying to resist the temple with her strength and protect this young man who had nothing to do with her, it would be a ridiculous stupidity.

People know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, she is not a saint, she is just an ordinary person with seven emotions and six desires, and she is the same.

Between Aunt Chang's safety and the life and death of this young man, she will undoubtedly choose the former.

Teardrops of bean size fell from the boy's eyes, washing those extraordinarily beautiful eyes even brighter.

"But...... But I ...... I simply have nowhere to go...... The chains on my body...... I can't see where I go...... I ......"

As he spoke, the boy cried even more aggrieved.

Lu Jiuque had a headache, how could this be as if she was bullying an underage child.

The owl roared in the space: "Master, ignore him, he is obviously a big liar who comes to deceive people, you give him money regardless of your previous suspicions, and he is still crying!" What did he want, it was just that...... What's that ......'

'Moral kidnapping. Aoshuang added.

That's right, that's it! Xiao Woo is right! ’

Aoshuang: '......', what the hell is Xiao Wai?

Lu Jiu squinted his eyes and said coolly: "I can help you untie this shackle, but this is the last time, if you are trying to threaten something with crying, it is absolutely impossible." ”

Stung by Lu Jiuque's cold tone, the young man immediately stopped sobbing and nodded emphatically.

Emperor Shifang frowned, but there was no exit to stop Lu Jiuque.

You know, this is a soul lock.

As the name suggests, it is a shackle forged from the Soul Slayer Stone, and any star soul power has no effect on this chain.

But his little guy's flame seems to have some kind of peculiarity in it, and maybe it can play a certain role.

Lu Jiuque didn't know the doubts in Emperor Shifang's heart, she raised her hand and sacrificed the Tianyuan Flame and covered the flame on the young man's hand.

The hot temperature made his whole body tremble, but he couldn't hold back and didn't cry, as if he still remembered Lu Jiuque's words.

Lu Jiuqi had a very accurate grasp of the spread of flame power, and soon the soul lock melted little by little.

"Tick Tick ......"

As the molten iron dripped to the ground, there was a loud "bang", and the soul scar lock embedded in the young man's left arm fell off, and with a "hiss", it tore up a piece of his flesh and blood, and the blood gushed out instantly, staining Lu Jiuque's hands red.

That scene was very shocking.

Emperor Shifang looked intently at Lu Jiuque, who didn't even frown, and the doubts and shocks in his heart gradually spread like a tide......

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