Chapter 907 Don't Provoke This Girl

The door was bolted from the inside, and the door could be opened by pulling the wooden bolt. When the door opened, Bai Zhi asked Qian Hua to go out first, and then she took the door from the outside.

Outside the door is a long, narrow alley. The alley is so narrow that even a carriage can't pass through it. No wonder there is no one here.

Qian Hua said: "These people are all guards, and they are all strong in martial arts. I don't know where Song Lang got these people."

Bai Zhi dragged him forward and said in a low voice, "The skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and the Song family is a big family in the Jin Kingdom. Power exists."

Qianhua glanced at her, his eyes fell on the arm she was pulling in his hand, and then he pulled it back and said solemnly, "I will go by myself."

Seeing the disgusting look on his face, as if she was willing to touch him, she hummed and clapped her palms: "Then hurry up and keep up, don't drag me down."

Saying that, she stepped forward quickly and walked in front of him.

Before the two reached the alley, they heard a loud shouting from behind.

"Over there, hurry--"

Bai Zhi felt anxious, turned around and grabbed Prince Qianhua: "You're wronged first, and when we're safe, I promise not to touch your finger again."

Bai Zhi dragged him hurriedly out of the alley and plunged into the lively market.

Song Lang's face was full of anger. He only walked away for a while. The person who was in a coma disappeared, and even Qian Hua disappeared with him. The game he made so painstakingly was ruined like this?

The old man shook his head secretly, and sighed, "If you could have listened to the old slave's advice earlier, don't provoke this girl, you wouldn't have today."

Song Lang glared at him: "What's the use of talking about this now?"

The old man didn't care whether he was angry or not, what he should say is still: "Young master, now the boat is done, this is the capital after all, if there is such a big commotion, it will definitely disturb the government. At that time, if we want to leave, we are afraid we won't be able to leave. already."

How can Song Lang not know, but let him give up the girl, how can he be willing?

"Young master, if you don't leave, you really won't be in a hurry." The old man said anxiously.

At this time, someone rushed over quickly, "No, someone called at the door, saying that it was from the King of Jin and the Dongfang family, and they were aggressive. I'm afraid we are not opponents."

The old man couldn't care about that much anymore, he grabbed Song Lang's arm with one hand, and pulled him to the secret door: "Let's go, let's go now."

Song Lang didn't resist anymore, he knew that at this time, he was reluctant to give up, and he had to give up.

Hu Feng and Dongfang Mu rushed into the inner courtyard and turned over all the courtyards, only to find Baizhi's cloth bag in one room, and no one was there.

In the cloth bag are all the things Bai Zhi used on weekdays, as well as the book, the strange pulse theory that she has always wanted, and it is also well in the bag, and there is nothing missing.

"Where's the surname Song?" Hu Feng shouted at the guard.

The guards shook their heads: "I didn't find it, it's not here."

"Your Highness, there is a secret door here."

Hu Feng and Dongfang Mu Wenyan hurriedly rushed over. It turned out to be a secret door. There was a shop outside the door. Outside the shop was a lively street market, and people had long since disappeared.

Hu Fengchao said to the guard: "Send someone to set up a card at the city gate immediately, and be sure to find someone for me." At this time, A Wu grabbed a fourteen-year-old boy, who was the youngest of the many guards.

"His Royal Highness, this person said that Azhi ran away with the prince, and their people were looking for them when we came."