Ying woke up and felt that she had no strength in her whole body.

She cursed stragglers harshly.

Although the kidnapping this time had nothing to do with the stragglers, Ying always felt that there was something metaphysical about it.Why hasn't she encountered drugging before? After being drugged by stragglers in the last dungeon, she met someone who drugged her again this time...

Blame the stragglers!She was almost addicted to drugged PTSD.

"It doesn't matter, traveler, maybe you will become resistant after a few more visits." Paimon comforted.

"Hey Paimon! You don't have to make sarcastic remarks like that!" Ying blinked again, but it was still dark in front of her eyes, it seemed that she was locked in a small dark room.She moved her hands and feet, but she was bound tightly by the hemp rope, and she couldn't move. Even taking out the sword from the backpack to cut the rope was a bit difficult, because her hands were tied behind her back.

Maybe she should wait and see what happens, anyway, she still has a plan.If there is any trouble, she can hide in the treasure house Wendy gave her.

After making up her mind to stay the same, Ying began to recall what happened before she lost consciousness.

At that time, she was staring at the three-color stone called "Fu Lu Shou" and thinking. In just a few days, she opened two stones of various colors in a row. Is Tianshi getting closer?

Wait, where did this rock come from?Ying suddenly thought that all these jadeites were produced. She recalled what Boss Wu said to Lingren: "A batch of wool from Martha came..."

Going forward, where is the spring ribbon that was opened by that old Li?

"Martha's, Xinchangkou, they performed well before." Boss Li's lowered voice appeared in Ying's mind.

At the entrance of Martha's new field, Ying can almost conclude that the so-called sky-replenishing stone should be there.

Just as she was thinking of this, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind, and covered her face with a piece of cloth that exuded a strange smell. The medicine on that cloth was so strong that Ying didn't even have time to struggle. , the body softened.

Before losing consciousness, she took one last look at Ayato's position, but was blocked by the dense crowd.

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Recalling this point, Ying couldn't help but wryly smiled. It seems that she had unearthed two pieces of high-quality jade in a row, so she was being targeted...

It should be low-key, this time it was indeed an accidental mistake.Ying secretly warned herself that the more difficulties she encounters, the less she can relax her vigilance, and she must not be overconfident.

There were footsteps coming from far and near outside the door, Ying quickly closed her eyes, pretending she was still awake.

The door was pushed open with a creak, and two people walked in.

"Is this the good stuff Boss Wu said?"

A woman's voice sounded quite old.

Ying was startled, Boss Wu?Isn't that the boss of Fei Yuxuan?So here is...

"Yes ma'am," said a man in a flattering voice, "Look at this face and figure, she is not inferior to Tilia at all. And she has a very good selling point, she has a talent for gambling stones."

"Oh?" The lady's voice sounded interested, "Stone gambling?"

"I saw with my own eyes that she opened two top-quality jadeites in Boss Wu's shop. One piece is red jadeite, and the other piece is Fu Lu Shou. She looks like a layman when looking at wool, but she has a very unique vision..."

"Hmm..." The woman seemed to be thinking.

"So Boss Wu asked me to bring her to you immediately, and let you cultivate her in private. Those big shots will definitely like it very much." The man's tone revealed a hint of obscenity, and Ying gradually understood her situation.

Here is the red light district, the Pula Street that Ayato said.

Ying felt that someone was approaching her, so she quickly relaxed her facial muscles and continued to put on a comatose posture.

Someone raised her face and looked at her carefully.

"Tsk tsk tsk," the lady smacked her lips, "Boss Wu has a good eye. He can gamble with stones, and he has such a face..."

Ying endured the nausea and continued to pretend to be unconscious. The woman patted her face lightly, then stood up: "Is it Hina?"

There was a hint of embarrassment in the man's voice: "Probably not, she was by Kamisato's side..."

"Do you dare to rob the people of Lingren in Shenli?" The woman's voice suddenly rose an octave.

"Isn't it rare to come across such good material... and Kamisato Ayato will never set foot in this kind of place, so don't worry."

"That's true too," the woman relaxed, "I've never even met this Mr. Shinsato."

"Besides, Mr. Shinsato rarely comes to Myanmar," the man reassured. "He won't know. What's more, a businessman like him is just a woman, and he will forget it in a few days."

"You're right," the woman chuckled. "Men are fickle, let alone businessmen."

"Look at the price..."

"Don't worry," the woman interrupted him, "whether it's a chick or not, you have to inspect the goods first."

Ying cursed fiercely in her heart, and when she realized that the man was approaching her, she couldn't continue to pretend to be unconscious, so she secretly bent her legs to gather strength.

The man's hand touched the corner of her clothes, Ying gave a precise kick, her feet kicked him directly in the face, and kicked him flying.

He hit the wall and passed out.

"What!" The woman was shocked.

This time Ying took a good look at this woman. As she thought, the woman looks older, with a fat body and heavy makeup on her face, but she can vaguely recognize the bright facial features when she was young. She looks like a procuress dress up.

The woman calmed down, and found that the rope on her body was not untied, she was slightly relieved, and then snorted: "So strong, why don't you go hungry for two days before talking."

She turned around and helped the man up. The man's face was covered with blood, and he looked a little dazed. He hadn't recovered from the kick.

"I'll take her," said the madam loudly, "I like to torture wild cats that are not tamed."

As the two of them closed the door, the room returned to darkness, Ying also breathed a sigh of relief, and then smiled wryly.

She saved so many abducted people in Sangshu Village last time, but she didn't expect to let herself fall into such a situation this time, and she was indeed a little scared.

"It's a scary traveler!" Paimon didn't dare to speak out for a long time, but now he was finally able to speak out.

"Actually, I was a little scared just now." Ying said sullenly.

Without further ado, she quickly took out a dagger and began to sharpen the hemp rope in her hand.

It was a bit awkward to grind the rope behind her back. After grinding for a long time, Ying finally broke the rope. She went to the door and pushed the door. As expected, there was no handle, which meant that the door could only be opened from the outside.

She sighed and sat on the ground. Now there are only two ways to go. One is to wait for the next time people come in and launch an attack before escaping, and the other is to contact Frank and Gu Lang who are hundreds of thousands of miles away from Myanmar. They come to the rescue.

After weighing the pros and cons, Ying decided to rely on herself, as long as she wouldn't be hungry.

The flow of time in the darkness is uncontrollable, but fortunately there is Paimon in her mind, so she won't be too lonely.Ying and Paimon chatted one after another, and suddenly, she heard footsteps again.

Ying Shan went to the door, and with a flick of her hand, the Wufeng Sword appeared out of nowhere.She held her breath and waited quietly.

The door opened slightly, and a slender figure stood at the door with a tray in his hand, and Ying's sword was also placed around her neck at the same time.

"How many guards are there outside?"

The figure was stunned for a moment, but unexpectedly calm: "No one. I'm here to bring you food."

Her voice is very nice, with a slightly husky tone.Ying took a look at this woman with the light coming in from outside, and found that she was very beautiful, her dark skin exuded luster, she was wrapped in sari, and her deep eye sockets exuded an exotic style.

"...Tilia?" Ying guessed, and unconsciously put down the sword in her hand.It seems that putting a weapon around the neck of such a person is a kind of blasphemy against beauty.

"Am I so famous?" Tilia smiled and put down the tray in her hand, which contained rice and a few dishes.

"Uh... didn't you say you're going to starve me for a few days?" Ying looked at the tray and then at Tilia, who was looking at her with unthinking appreciation.

"You are so beautiful," Tilia said.

Ying felt herself blushing.She shook her head quickly, forcing herself to focus on the business: "So what's the situation now?"

"I asked Madam Gansang to have a chat with you." Tilia opened the door, sat down by the door, and patted the ground beside her, motioning Ying to sit down.

Ying sat down suspiciously.

"Actually, there are very few people who come to Pula Street willingly." Tilia was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly opened the conversation box.

Ying heard a very sad story.The young girl Tilia fell in love with a poor boy, and eloped with him, but was sold to Pula Street by him.She fought and ran away, but in the end she was beaten and bruised all over.And one time, she finally had the opportunity to call her family, but the family severed ties with her because she was in a brothel.From then on, there was only Tilia of Pula Street in the world.

In addition to sympathizing, Ying was thinking more about what she meant by telling this story?

Tilia looked at her: "Those who have entered Pula Street have never been able to get out. We are people who have been abandoned by society, people who have been abandoned by our families."

Ying felt that she understood: "Are you trying to make a good girl into a prostitute by playing red and white?"

Tilia shook her head: "I just hope you can think clearly. If you insist on leaving, I will help you leave, but there have been other situations before, for example, people I helped leave came back here...so I I want to make things clear."

She lowered her voice again: "Don't rely on men to save you, men are not reliable."

"You want to help me leave?" Ying blinked, not knowing her motives, "Won't that madam punish you?"

Tilia nodded, then shook her head again: "With my ability, it is impossible to change the big situation. I can only do some small things, so that one or two people can be saved from falling into my situation."

She said to herself: "If I have more power..."

Ying took a deep look at her: "Thank you."

She thought for a while, took out the gun with a few bullets left in the space, and put it in Tilia's hand, then ignored the other's surprised gaze, stood up, and walked out the door with the sword in hand.

Walking through the winding corridors, she was surprised to find that she had come to the hall, and in the middle of the hall, the familiar man stood there with arms folded, and several subordinates around him stood with guns, and the black muzzles pointed at the Gan Mrs. Sang.

Ying felt that this was the first time she had seen that expression on Ayato Kamisato's face.He always seems to be indifferent, rational, and strategizing, and she has never seen any uncertainty and worry in him.

But at this moment, Shenli Lingren exuded a dangerous aura, and his eyes were cold, not like looking at a person, but more like looking at a corpse.

He played with a gun slowly in his hand, even threw it up and twirled in the air, and then caught it with one hand. With a bang, the bullet opened a hole in the ground at the foot of the person opposite.

Mrs. Gansang's legs softened and she knelt down on the ground.

Kamisato Ayato didn't look at her, but raised his gun, looked at the muzzle, and turned his wrist: "Where is the man?"

Ying walked out quickly: "I'm fine."

Lingren suddenly raised his head to look at her, with a hint of joy in his eyes, Ying walked to his side, but was dragged into his arms by him.

Ying's eyes widened, and she felt him leaning over, his arms tightly wrapped around her waist, and his breath tremblingly spraying in her ears.

"It's all up to now, nothing can happen to me."

Ying's mind went blank, eh?how?Is this reasonable?

Where does this feeling come from?

Wait—her eyes widened, could it be—

She remembered the sentence she heard when she was in a drowsy sleep on the plane: "It's not your brother."

At that time, in the dream, she vaguely felt that this sentence was weird, and now she finally wanted to understand where it was.

The voice she hears puts the emphasis on you.

No, your brother.

Whose brother is that?

Because she has a very good relationship with Linghua, after she found out that she met Linghua, she immediately inquired about it, and found out that Linghua in this world is an only child, and her father has passed away, and Linghua is not in this world.

That sentence means...

Ying raised her head from his arms: "You always remember? Do you know who I am? Do you know where you came from?"

Ayato Kamisato has returned to his previous state. Hearing her question, he lowered his head and winked at her playfully.

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