Although Didis was afraid of Cyr, she didn't have the idea of going to the men to expose Cyr and then let the men capture Cyr.
Because when her black mother sold her to the church, she told her that she must be loyal to her master, even if the master is a heinous murderer, and this is her mission.
Cill walked to the kitchen exit, reached into the bucket of drinking water by the kitchen door, wet her hands, and then touched her hands to the dirty floor, which was wet and dirty in a matter of seconds.
Cill looked at his dirty hands by the faint light of the torches, frowning in disgust and tilting his head back.
After a few seconds, she closed her eyes and bit her lip, putting her hands on her face with a death-or-death expression.
When the dirty dirt on her hands first touched the skin on her face, she was so anxious that she immediately buried her face in the bucket and rinsed it, after all, she loved beauty the most.
But she forced herself to apply the mud on her hands evenly to her face.
Because only then can you go out and prevent those who are pursuing from recognizing you.
After coating the dirt evenly, Ciel walked out of the kitchen and walked in the direction of the fence.
She stopped when she passed by the fence and saw the scene where the bamboo fence she had built yesterday was kicked to the ground, stared down at the trampled bamboo on the ground, and cursed bastard, before she raised her head and continued to walk on in a huff.
She took advantage of the faint moonlight to follow the path that few people knew, and walked to the grass where she had just been hiding by the river.
She crouched on the ground, lifted a little grass with both hands, and looked at the empty grassland not far away.
She found that the private jet was still parked in the grassland with the lights on, and it seemed that the people had not left.
So where are those people now, resting on the plane or asking the surrounding residents if they have seen her Ciel had dreamed of the former, as many of the inhabitants had seen her.
If she wanted to get away with them, she had to meet them before they could hear from her like the other residents.
Her luck today was really good.
Just when she was nervous, the people who were chasing her appeared one after the other from a large road on the opposite side, walking in the direction of the plane.
There was only one room up the road, which meant that the pursuers had only asked Anise and Didice about her, and had not asked the other villagers.
That's great.
Cill was overjoyed.
She bit her lip with a sense of accomplishment that she was about to succeed, then stood up and decided to carry out her plan.
"My lotus root, woo my lotus root is gone, if my wife knows that I have lost my lotus root, she will definitely beat me to death with a whip" Cill walked anxiously around the river, crying out loudly in a deliberately disguised tone as he went.
Her cries attracted the men who were walking towards the plane.
One of the men raised his flashlight in his hand and pointed it in the direction of Syl, turned his head and said to his companion, "There's a woman there, let's go and ask." ” "Okay."
The man put down his flashlight to light the way, and the others followed in his footsteps.
The men walked up to Ciel, and saw Cyr, who was walking up and down the riverbank, crying in the voice of a rooster, and all of them had impatience and disgust on their faces covered with stinking mud like a mad woman. oshow7 t1706231537: