Chapter 890: The Crisis of Magic Mansion (2)

"Moreover," Chu Ran turned his head and looked at Chu Yiyi, "You should also know that there are stronger people in this world. Daddy might leave you forever. If that day, I hope You can follow Baiyan's words, even though that girl has a bad temper, but...he is the person I can trust the most besides your brother, and you won't suffer from following her.
Chu Yiyi's heart trembled. Over the years, she has been playing the world.
But now, for the first time, there is an urge to become stronger...
In the past, she always felt that no matter what happened, her father and brother would clean up the mess for her, and Baiyan would support her, she was fearless.
It wasn't until the scene just now... that she realized that strength is so important...
"Father, I understand."
She must become stronger, and only when she becomes stronger can she protect the Holy Land for her father.
Perhaps Chu Ran did not expect that this time the invasion of foreign enemies would change Chu Yiyi's mentality.
In her eyes, there was a ray of determination...
...
Fantasy City.
The royal family is in ruins.
Bai Yan walked in through the tattered door plaque, and when she saw the tragic image of the Wang family, her heart shook unconsciously.
Inside the door, blood flowed into a river, and countless corpses piled up in the door courtyard, causing Bai Yan's face to sink suddenly.
Bai Xiaochen walked in immediately, he saw the blood in the court at a glance, his small face was instantly pale, and he ran in in panic.
"Wang Xiaopang, Wang Xiaotong, Uncle Wang!"
Bai Xiaochen ran to each room frantically, trying to find the two familiar partners, but he rummaged through all the rooms and corpses, but did not see Wang Deqiu and Wang Xiaopang brothers and sisters.
"Mother."
He turned back to Bai Yan's side, tears in his big eyes fluttering, and his little face pale.
"Wang Xiaopang and Wang Xiaotong are gone, and Uncle Wang is gone, will something happen to them? Chen'er is so worried..."
Bai Yan gently rubbed Bai Xiaochen's head: "It is a good thing not to see them. This proves that they are still alive."
"really?"
A hint of hope appeared in Bai Xiaochen's tearful eyes. Mother was right. Without seeing their bodies among these people, they must be alive.
Suddenly, there was a noise from the firewood shed not far away. Just now, Bai Xiaochen only searched for the wing and guest rooms, but did not go to the firewood shed.
Therefore, after hearing the noise, Bai Yan's eyes turned towards the firewood room.
"There seems to be someone in the firewood room."
Bai Yan lowered his voice, holding Bai Xiaochen with one hand, and then holding Xiao Long'er's hand, frowning: "Go, let's go take a look."
The firewood room was not very far away from them, otherwise Bai Yan would not hear the movement of the firewood room.
Bai Yan walked to the door of the firewood room, stretched out her hand and gently pushed it towards the door, and with a creak, the door of the firewood room was pushed open.
Inside the firewood room.
Before the haystack, an eight or nine-year-old girl tremblingly curled into a ball. She was holding a kitchen knife in her hand, her face was full of tears, and her eyes were full of panic.
"Sister Little Hitomi?"
After seeing the little girl with a pale face, Bai Xiaochen was stunned and called out in surprise.
Only then did Wang Xiaotong discover that several acquaintances appeared at the door, the kitchen knife in her hand fell, and she burst into tears and rushed towards Bai Xiaochen.
"Brother...My brother was taken away by the bad guys, and Dad was forced to leave. Oh, I'm so scared, I'm so scared..."