"Elie, do you know which neighborhood your father patrols and ran into him?"

Although the girl has explained, her best friend still does not give up and wants to get more information.

"I don't know, my dad took him to my doorstep and then I got into the car."

Ellie patiently explained that if she didn't explain this kind of problem clearly, she would be in trouble then.

"Then can you ask your dad when you go home?"

"What do you want to do?"

The girl Ellie looked at her best friend, her eyes full of scrutiny.

"I just want to meet you."

The maroon-haired girl was squeamish and was not embarrassed to express her true intentions after all, after all, she was in the classroom now.

"Just want to meet me?"

"What are you thinking? He is just a child under ten years old. What can I do with him?"

Noticed the various gazes from all over the classroom, the two girls fought and became a beautiful scenery in the classroom.

"But we are only twelve years old!"

While the two girls were fighting, Ellie suddenly heard the whisper of her best friend lying on her body beside her ears.

While these two girls were whispering and having the private conversations that often happened between girls, Ji Yi had already arrived in his seat in another teaching building, sitting upright, preparing for the textbooks needed for today's class.

For him, the only special thing today was that a kind-hearted sheriff sent him a ride in the morning, saving him a little insignificant time. Apart from this, it was not much different from the past.

Boring, boring, lonely.

This is Ji Yi’s definition of his campus life. In terms of his race, his foreign campus life should have been colorful. If he is a little better, he will be able to support the moon.

But he was too high-profile before, which led to few of his classmates around him who dared to talk to him, so naturally he didn't have to talk to friends or something.

So Diapolo divided a small part of his mind to pay attention to what the teacher said in the classroom, and most of his mind was sinking into his body and circulating the Star Sutra.

It is not difficult for him to be dedicated to it. After all, the content taught by the teacher in class is not difficult for him. The more obscure it is, he can force it down and then slowly think about it on the way home from school.

As a newbie who has just embarked on the path of cultivation, she is so willful that she can force herself to remember even if she doesn’t understand. As long as she has the heart, she can become a god-level figure.

Dingdong—

In the afternoon, the pleasant bell rang in Ji Yi's ears on time, and even though he started to quickly pack up his schoolbag and textbook, he left the campus alone as before and walked home.

This is not because he is idle. He can get a special car to pick him up at any time as long as he wants. But there is no need. Walking in this bustling international metropolis is very necessary for him.

Every day, as long as he goes home alone, he will encounter some very interesting things every now and then. Of course, it does not refer to scumbags who stare at children like him who look powerless.

The world is slowly changing, and some of the more special ones will also undergo some changes, and these changes will have good or bad effects.

When Ji Yi travels through the city, he is looking for some changes, because sometimes he can obtain resources that can improve his cultivation progress.

Therefore, although he always went home in the same direction, he never took the same route, but was aimless and acted with his feelings.

"Help, save...well..."

Even with the influence of the noise transmitted from all directions in the city, Ji Yi, who was sensitive and keen, still heard the faint cry for help that would not be heard by ordinary humans.

So the child paused, changed his direction very naturally and skillfully, and walked towards the direction of the cry for help. He did not think there was anything in this city that could threaten his things.

Occasionally, sometimes when he walks in the city, he feels like a beast king patrolling the territory. While hunting, he also eliminates the crises that will affect his rule.

Following the increasingly clear cry for help, Diapolo soon found a van parked on the side of the road. Judging from the license plate and the exterior decoration, it seemed to be a valuable million-level luxury car.

Of course, these have never been the focus of Ji Yi's attention. His eyes had already seen the three children inside the car whose hands and feet were tied and whose mouths were also sealed with tape through the window glass that ordinary people could not see clearly.

Human trafficker?

Ji Yi paused his legs and his steps accelerated unconsciously, but just as he was about to approach the van, a man suddenly rushed out next to the car and blocked him.

"The lambs delivered to the door are really rare!"

The man squatted down, staring at the beautiful oriental child with his eyes, and an excited smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were like looking at a rare treasure.

"Look at what I found? Child, are you lost?"

While the man was talking, his brown pupils changed, and countless lens-like light flashed in his eyes, turning into round pupils that refracted endless light like a kaleidoscope.

The moment he looked at these eyes, Ji Yi felt a little dizzy, but at the next moment.

clang--

A melodious and ancient bell echoed in my mind, and in an instant, it eliminated the extraordinary power that attempted to erode Ji Yi's consciousness. Zhong Bo slowly broke out and was about to rush out of Ji Yi's body, followed this force to trace the origin, and then killed it.

But at this moment, the memory quickly controlled the spread of the middle wave, and did not let it affect the man in front of him, who showed a proud smile.

Because almost at the same time as the bell rang, his whole body pretended to be in a trance, and his dark eyes, which were originally full of spiritual energy, became a little dark and dull.

Are you acting? Who can’t? He doesn’t know what his mind looks like after being controlled. He can imitate this by slightly changing the circulation of qi and blood in his body.

"Good boy, can't you find your way home? Come, get in the car, uncle will take you home!"

Seeing the child in front of him who turned into ink instantly under his gaze, the man showed a smug smile on his face, and then he held the boy's hand and walked on the van parked on the side of the road.
Chapter completed!