Song Mobei took the gun handed over by Mo Xiao and was about to nod at him, but inadvertently saw the tattoo exposed on his sleeve.
Song Mobei's movements suddenly stopped, his eyes flashed, and the scene from many years ago appeared in his mind.
He seemed to have seen this tattoo somewhere before Song Mobei lowered his eyes slightly and secretly looked at Mo Xiao's tall and strong back, with a hint of deep thought flashing in his eyes.
He was sure that he had seen the tattoo on Mo Xiao's arm somewhere.
Just suddenly, I can't remember it.
Thinking of Mo Xiao's respectful attitude towards Lu Jingchen, Song Mobei couldn't help but raise his head and glanced at Lu Jingchen, who was looking calmly into the distance, with a dark and unclear light flashing in his eyes.
The lanterns are on and night falls.
The moonlight shone through the dense branches and leaves, leaving a spot of light and darkness on the ground.
After the night darkened, Song Qingyou untied the rope from his wrist, took off the iron piece fixed on the round wooden pillar, cut off his long skirt from the knee-length part, and tore off four long pieces of cloth. , two are used to wrap around the wrist to protect the wound, and the remaining two are used to tie the slippers under the feet and fix them as much as possible.
After Song Qingyou had everything ready, he slowed down and approached the wooden door.
Through the crack in the door, Song Qingyou could clearly see the tall and strong man guarding the door, and the two people walking back and forth at the door.
Song Qingyou lowered his head and stared at the locked door lock with some distress.
What method should she use to escape from here without disturbing anyone?
The reason why Song Qingyou chose to escape from here at night was that, after two days of observation, she could probably tell that the place she was in should be in the center of the tribe and was very tightly defended.
If it were during the day, even if she escaped from this door, she would be caught before she could escape from the tribe with the shoes she was wearing.
And if it was dark night, as long as she could escape from this door, she would have a way to hide herself and avoid the tracking of these people.
However, the most important thing at the moment is how she can walk out of this door quietly.
When Song Qingyou was in the most troubled state, he suddenly heard continuous whistles coming from outside, and then saw most of the guards running in one direction.
Song Qingyou followed the direction in which everyone was running and saw a raging fire not far away from the tribe, burning at the edge of the tribe.
The fire was fast and violent, illuminating the entire tribe brightly.
Seeing the fire all over the sky, Song Qingyou frowned in confusion, and suddenly heard the sound of rapid footsteps, and then heard a strange man's voice coming from outside: "Samu, Meng Jia asked you to come to the bamboo house.
Once there, except for the necessary guards, everyone else rushed over to put out the fire."
"yes."
Seeing Samu leave, the man turned to another guard and said, "Saqing, Mengjia suspects that an outsider has entered the tribe to save the woman in the house, so now we must move her to the attic.
Only You won’t be found there.
Open the door quickly.”
Hearing the anxious voice outside the door, Song Qingyou's eyes lit up, and then she quickly hid her body behind the door and listened carefully to what was going on outside.
The wooden door was slowly opened from the outside, and Sa Qing's tall figure appeared in front of him.
Song Qingyou's eyes darkened, and he raised his foot and kicked the person violently, aiming directly at the man's most vulnerable place.
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