The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

  Chapter 7 Exile

  From the third day of departure.

  Jiang Huailu has a fever again.

  This time, the Jiang family was terrified.

  The place where they were exiled this time was the deserted city known as the Lost Land.

  Everyone knows that there are different paths between people and ghosts in this world, day and night are distinct.

  But Huang is not.

  The Wild Capital City is a restricted area of ​​the four major countries. This is a place forgotten by the world, but it is a thorn in everyone's heart.

  The four great powers expelled all the people in exile to the deserted capital. Year after year, the deserted capital developed extremely rapidly.

  Those who can reach the deserted capital alive are all heroes.

  What's more, there are evil ghosts everywhere in Huangdu, which adds a bit of fear.

   According to rumors, in order to fight evil spirits, Huangdu is divided into inner city and outer city. Outer cities are all untouchables. In order to save their lives, those people have to wait all night to survive the difficult night.

  The Jiang family are all literati, and exile to the deserted capital is more difficult than death.

  Now Jiang Huailu has a sudden high fever, and he is so comatose that he is not awake. Jiang Yubai and Jiang Huaian take turns carrying them all day. Xia secretly used some silver, begging the Ya Ya to stay for a while, she went to buy some herbs back.

  The government will not enter the deserted capital. After the handover is completed at the gate of the city, you will return to the country of Daying.

  I knew that the Jiang family would not be able to return to Daying, so naturally they lost their good looks along the way.

"Stay for half an hour? You know that it will be dark for a while. If you can't find a place to stay, you can spend the night in the wilderness today. In the night, it is the world of evil spirits. You want to die. Don't drag us to die together!" Ya Ya yelled angrily, almost vomiting on Xia's face.

   His eyes fell on Xia's purse.

When    left, they could see those official disciples giving money to the Jiang family.

  The leader of the yageman twisted his thumb and forefinger, Xia's expression became stiff, and he immediately laughed with him, took out a piece of silver and handed it to the yage.

"You must not delay your itinerary, you will go back, and you will be back in a while. If the official shows kindness, there will be a good return." The Xia clan was originally the lady in charge of the superior. Satisfied the vanity of the other party.

  The corner of his mouth was ticked triumphantly: "Go, half an hour, go and come back soon."

  After speaking, he found a place to sit.

   Let a few government officials divide the cakes for everyone, and this is dinner.

In addition to the Jiang family, the exiles were accompanied by a group of officials’ family members, as well as several murderers, but they were not enough to be sentenced to death.

   "It's a joke that money can make ghosts go ahead, and you can hire a doctor during exile!" A prisoner snorted and looked at the Jiang family a little more greedy.

  The exile also included Lord Fang, who was framed by thieves, leading to full exile.

  No one dared to take care of it, and now it's worse than Jiang's.

  However, Lord Fang’s family are all military commanders, and even the daughter-in-law he married are the daughters of the military commander family. On the contrary, the family looked more energetic than the Jiang family.

  Master Fang now walked up to Mr. Jiang Ge with handcuffs on his hands and feet. Master Fang's voice was loud and thunderous, which shocked everyone.

"Old man Jiang, let my son come to memorize this Nizi after his fever. I don't have any other abilities, but I have a lot of brute force." Master Fang shook his head, and the Jiang family was unprepared. Little, there is a daughter-in-law with a big belly.

  The old and weak women and children are all gathered.

   is fortunate enough to live in the deserted capital, and the chance of survival is too slim.

  Jiangge turned his face straight and looked at Jiang Huailu lying unconsciously in the arms of his grandson, his grandson’s lips were already thirsty and he was only a 13-year-old child.

  (End of this chapter)