Vicious cannon fodder is prohibited for beauties to play

Chapter 422: All Things Are Straw Dogs (4)

Si Cen moved over slowly.

The boy looked at him twice again, perhaps surprised by his outstanding appearance.

"Don't be so scared. Just call me brother. If you encounter any danger, I will protect you." The young man raised his chin.

Si Cen thought to himself, is this guy a fool?

He had clearly been captured and locked up in a room filled with restrictions outside the door, and his spiritual powers must have been sealed off. Where did he get the confidence to say such things?

But Si Cen showed a flattered expression on his face, blinking and looking at the boy, "Really?"

"I, Jiang Huai, never brag." The young man held back for a moment, but couldn't help but say, "Actually, I was caught on purpose. I'm playing the long game to catch a big fish, don't you understand?"

It turned out to be the case.

Then it would be easy to explain the soles of his shoes made of special materials that only people from the Immortal Sect wear.

Si Cen was wondering how someone who could afford to wear such robes would be captured and brought to a place like this, locked up with a bunch of lowly hybrids. It was simply a sense of disharmony, like a crane standing out among a flock of chickens.

Although this guy...has tried hard to dress like an ordinary person, he probably didn't realize that the most inconspicuous pair of shoes he had tried to wear were still too eye-catching.

And his method of pretending to be a hybrid was not very clever at all.

Not to mention the city lord and his guardians, even Si Cen, a little beggar who had never seen much of the world, could see it.

However, he was still arrested, and he firmly believed that he was arrested on purpose because he was here to catch a big fish.

A gleam of pity for the idiot flashed across Si Cen's eyes, but his face showed genuine excitement, "So that's how it is, you're really awesome."

Jiang Huaizhen was flattered by the praise of this stunningly beautiful child.

He patted his chest loudly, "That's it!"

In just a stick of incense's time, Jiang Huaizhen was slapped in the face.

Someone came and moved all the hybrids in the room away. Jiang Huaizhen thought he could fight back, but he was defeated after just two moves. Not only did he discover the cruel fact that his spiritual power was severely restricted, he was also slapped twice in front of Si Cen.

The white-faced guardian looked at Jiang Huaizhen and smiled maliciously, "Young Master of the Ten Thousand Beasts Valley... Nice to meet you. By the way, your little pet seems to have accidentally lost its way. Fortunately, our people are all warm and hospitable. We have sent it back to you. Look, it's intact!"

With a snap, a pitch-black spirit beast that looked like a cat and a leopard was thrown in front of Jiang Huaizhen by the guardian.

Jiang Huaizhen's expression changed drastically. He didn't care that his identity was easily discovered. Instead, he looked at the pet on the ground with red eyes.

It was indeed intact, but anyone with a discerning eye could tell that this spirit pet had suffered a lot of torture and had severe internal injuries.

Jiang Huaizhen rushed over and picked up the pet spirit. The pet opened its dying eyes and looked at him, then tilted its head and fainted.

Jiang Huai really wanted to open his Qiankun bag to get some medicine for it, but he found that he had lost all his spiritual power. He was sealed up completely and even his Qiankun bag couldn't be opened.

"You... I'll remember you!" Jiang Huaizhen looked at the white-faced guardian angrily, "Thirty years later..."

With a slap, Jiang Huaizhen was knocked unconscious by the big beast wrapped in spiritual power.

The white-faced guardian sneered, "Too much talk."

As he said that, he walked forward and picked up Jiang Huaizhen. With a glance, he saw Si Cen next to him, and the other mixed-race children huddled behind him.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "Follow me honestly."

After saying that, he turned around and waved his hand and the door opened.

Si Cen lowered his eyes to hide his disappointment.

Although he knew that Jiang Huai was very naive, Si Cen thought it would be good if he could create even a little trouble.

Who knew he wouldn't be so useful.

Si Cen obediently followed the white-faced protector, followed by a group of sobbing children.

The white-faced protector felt as if he had inexplicably become a mother duck. As he walked along, the subordinates he met on the road were trying hard to hide their expressions, which made him feel even worse.

Si Cen and his companions were taken underground like ducks, walked through winding passages, and finally arrived at a smelly secret room.

"Go in."

When the mixed-race children saw the scene in the secret room, they were so scared that they started crying.

Some collapsed on the ground, seemingly unwilling to go in even if beaten to death.

Si Cen also saw it.

Inside, there was a large pool of blood.

There are a lot of...hybrids hanging above the blood pool.

The blood in the blood pool was formed by the blood dripping down from the wrists and ankles of the hybrids hanging above.

Si Cen walked in before the white-faced protector ran out of patience and started killing people.

All the hybrids behind were thrown in one by one by the white-faced guardian. The last one was Jiang Huaizhen and his spirit pet.

The white-faced guardian glanced at Si Cen with a little interest.

This is the first blood slave he has dealt with who is so quiet and sensible.

Especially since this child was quite attractive, the white-faced protector's mood improved a little bit.

Of course, that's all.

He drove Si Cen and others to the side. It turned out that there was a smaller pool inside the blood pool. He asked everyone to take off their clothes and jump in.

Si Cen was the first to do so. After he finished, he looked at the white-faced guardian obediently and finally spoke, "Protector Xing, have you seen my mother today?"

The "mother" he was referring to was Wen Li's mother.

After all, Wen Liniang had always claimed to be his mother and son.

Guardian Xing looked at Si Cen with a half-smile, "Are you trying to get close to me? Or do you want to hint at the relationship between your mother and the city lord so that I will let you go?"

Si Cen shook his head, "No, I was sent here by my mother herself, and I know she won't save me."

"Then why are you asking your mother?"

Si Cen laughed.

He has a delicate appearance and a sweet smile.

Although he is too thin and doesn't have much flesh on his face, he doesn't look as cute as other kids of his age, but because of his handsome appearance, he is still so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off him.

But what attracted Protector Xing's attention more was not his good looks.

But it was his malicious smile now.

He said in a calm tone, "I just want to know if she is no longer qualified to see you and if she has been abandoned by the city lord. If so, I would be very happy."

Protector Xing raised his eyebrows, looked at Si Cen for a while, and finally burst into laughter.

"You are a really good kid, but it's a pity... why are you a mixed-race? Your mother even gave you a name in front of the city lord, otherwise..."

He deliberately didn't say anything, wanting to see how the child would react.

Generally, when people in desperate situations encounter this kind of situation, they either beg for mercy or become extremely upset, hating themselves for having missed the opportunity to live, and then hating the person who caused them to have no way out.

But Si Cen surprised Protector Xing a little again.

"Forget it, Guardian Xing, you don't have to worry about me." His delicate little face showed a serious expression, as if what he said was really from the bottom of his heart. "It is my honor to do my part for the city lord."

Protector Xing finally looked Si Cen straight in the eye.

This kid!