Chapter 1197

As soon as muyazhe reached out, Yun's poems fell into his arms.

Her body was as thin as a feather, and she was scarred with blood. The ferocious blood stabbed his eyes!

He held her in his arms and hugged her.

In my heart, there is a sense of recovery!

He almost thought he was going to lose her!

Now she is in his arms, thin body, not enough to occupy him, but it is so real!

Muyazhe hugs her painfully, looks up, but sees that yuntianyou has been pushed into the car, the door is closed, as if isolated from the world.

Frowning slightly, he said in a deep voice, "let's go back!"

"Yes, boss!"

Minyu opens the door, and muyazhe gets on the car with yunshishi in his arms, and the car rushes away.

The two cars ran away from each other.

……

Underground warehouse.

The roller shutter opens slowly.

Mu Yichen stands up abruptly and looks at the door nervously.

However, there was no cloud poetry, but there was a figure that surprised him.

You you!?

"Go in!"

The man gave him a strong push.

Yuntianyou stumbled in, and just stepped in, he could feel the cold air in the warehouse.

When the door closed, the mask on his eyes was removed, and the musty smell and slight bloody air mixed together. He could not help but frown. After he adapted to the dark environment, he looked around, and his eyes fell on Mu Yichen in the iron prison.

"Brother..."

He just called out softly, and the man behind him put his foot on his back. Youyou was unprepared, his center of gravity was not stable, and fell to the ground.

Mu Yichen shouted angrily, "what are you doing!? Don't move him! "

"Son of a bitch, shut up!"

The man drank, glanced at youyou coldly, and said indifferently, "stand up!"

"Take it easy, isn't it a man to be so rude to a child?" You you Leng hums and stands up.

The man picked up his eyebrows. Although the child was young, he talked like a little adult.

He despised a smile, will push him forward, but youyou cold way: "don't touch me!"

“…… Son, you give me a little safety! "

"I will go myself!" Youyou gave him a cold sideways look, interrupted him, and then he wanted to iron himself, even without any resistance.

What a surprise!

"You you..."

Mu Yichen holds the iron fence, but sees youyou step into the iron prison directly. He moves towards him nervously. However, his feet are tied by the iron chain and pulled, but he can't get close to him at all.

You you "Shh" a, gave him a hint of eyes.

The tacit understanding between brothers, Mu Yichen understood the meaning in his eyes, closed his mouth obediently, and then stopped talking.

Soon, youyou was shackled, his hands were shackled and separated from muyichen.

Immediately, the man retreated, leaving only a few soldiers to guard.

In the eyes of murianjue, two seven year olds are much more controllable than an adult.

Children, simple timidity, a little bluff, a lot of security!

This is what mu lianjue thought.

It was getting late soon.

After a long time of concentration, several soldiers who stayed to watch gradually felt sleepy.

Even if it is a well-trained soldier, but after all, it is the body of every child, not the iron machine, so it will feel tired.