Chapter 722: Frightened little dumplings

"You can't escape, this is the East!"
After all, it was an emperor of a country. It seemed that he was not flustered. At the beginning, he made up his mind to move Ling Jingxuan and his son. I didn’t expect that a sudden rash would destroy his plan, but it didn’t matter. I love the little fat man very much, and the same is true of him. He does not believe that Yan Ruirui Ling Jingxuan dare not kill.
"Qilian City, would you be too small to see me?"
A dangerous glimpse of his eyes, Ling Jingxuan's wrist flipped, the scalpel that reached his neck slammed into his arm.
"what?"
Qilian City's resounding pain, Ling Jingxuan's cold-blooded scalpel, blood immediately soaked his clothes, and another forced suppression of the pain rang.
"His Majesty!"
The softly fallen generals who couldn’t move on the ground screamed and shouted, and the royal shadows around them instantly narrowed the encirclement. Ling Jingxuan’s cold eyes were horizontal, and the sharp edge of the scalpel was tightly attached to the arm of Qilian City. No doubt, if they dare to take another step, he will definitely plug in. Things have already reached this point, and no one can be kind to each other.
"Retreat!"
Forcing the sharp pain of the body, Qilian’s eyes were swept away to the Royal Shadow Guards. Over the years, his body has been ruined because of the toxins. Now he makes him more fragmented. If they continue to stalemate, He absolutely believed that Ling Jingxuan would poke his blood on his body. It was his intention, because the previous disgusting and sudden commotion outside was neglected and allowed them to take advantage of it.
"Yes!"
Royal Shadow Guards, look at me, I look at you, I have to slowly retreat. At the same time, Ling Jingxuan turned to look at his own man, Yan Ruirui tacitly came forward, everyone only heard a bang, the hands of Qi Liancheng Being reversed behind the body with a very distorted posture, one hand suppressed his almost abandoned hand, Yan Ruirui rubbed his neck against his back, Ling Jingxuan took advantage of the silver needle that fixed his body, and the scalpel was still tight. On his neck, the husband and wife held him step by step, and Si Yijun Xue Wuyang also took their screen guards together. Now there is no need to entangle them. Will they find out that they have already joined forces? When the knife in his hand arrived at the neck of Qilian City, no, correctly, when the Qilian City moved a small group, the war had already started.
"Where do you want to take your majesty?"
As they passed through the generals, General Chen, who was lying on the ground, glared at Ling Jingxuan. If he had previously disrespected the body of Han Bing, he wanted to kill him. Now he just wants to kill him. The knife is smashed, and their behavior is equal to trampling on his East!
"When you can stand up and care!"
Looking down at him with a cold eyes, Ling Jingxuan went with Yan Yanrui and took the city out of Qilian. The generals hated to smash the roots one by one. The defenders of Qilian City did not dare to relax at all times, always tight. Surrounded by all sides, they are always waiting for opportunities to find breakthroughs and rescue their masters.
The station is very big. Ling Jingxuan lives in the east span. From the main hall, they have to pass through several corridors. It is inevitable that there is some inconvenience in the night. As the gunshot sounds louder and louder, they seem to have heard the cry of the small group. Yan Yuruifu was so anxious that he couldn’t do it. In the end, it was almost dragging the uncooperative Qilian City to run in the yard where they lived.
"Bump!"
"Roar"
"Where is the father-in-law who is afraid of where you are?"
Just ten minutes, it seems that after a century, seeing the glimmering sparks in the yard, Yan Ruirui Ling Jingxuan also heard the sound of a small group crying, the voice is a bit dumb, but still They shouted over and over again, and the two suddenly felt like a knife. They usually reluctant to say a word to him on weekdays. Now he is alone in danger, only four years old, he is afraid Frightened?
"All live! Whoever wants to move again, the king will break his neck!"
Forcibly dragging Qilian City into the yard, Yan Ruirui was mixed with angry voices and instantly spread through every corner of the yard to see who he was holding. The two sides in the fight stopped at the same time, and most of them hanged the Thunder team. All members sneak out a bit.
"Roar!"
Suddenly, the tiger brother opened the mouth to Ling Jingxuan, and Huang Chengcheng’s tiger cub was full of complaints and anger. He also inserted an arrow on his front leg to see the length of the arrow exposed outside, fearing that it was deeply stabbed. Ling Jingxuan’s heart was sour, tears poured into his eyes, his family, his Thunder team, was injured like this, the hand holding the scalpel unconsciously exerted pressure, no accident, Qilian City could not help I screamed, but no one would take care of him. "Hey? Hey, you can't let go of Li Shushu, oh oh oh oh yeah, where are you going, people are scared, huh?"
Seeing the people who came to see him, Li Ruhong was holding a small group of protectors in his arms. He broke his grip and cried and ran over. He rolled and followed him to protect him. Ling Jingxuan’s tears burst into his eyes and rushed. Go up and hug the small rush that rushed over: "I'm sorry, it's not good, I don't protect you, I'm sorry - sorry."
Holding his son tightly, Ling Jingxuan, who rarely shed tears, buried his head in his neck and suppressed his crying. His mouth whispered his apologies over and over again. It was his fault. If he could be cautious, small dumplings. I wouldn't be afraid of being like this. For more than four years, he has never seen his son cry so badly. It is his father's fault.
"Wow, hey, people are so scared. They shoot the tiger with an arrow, and they fight with Qin Shu. The little group hates them. Hey, let's go home, I want to go home."
Buried in the arms, the small group finally found the backbone of the heart, the whole person cried in a ruthless, small appearance, do not mention how pitiful, not to mention Yan Yanrui Ling Jingxuan heartache, that is, Si Kong, Xue Wuyang and Yan Chi Haoran are also uncomfortable, although they There is not much time to contact with the small group, but even if this is the case, they also know that the small group is the pistachio of everyone, always laughing and laughing, wherever they like, and there is no timidity. Everyone who is now crying like a tearful person can't help but clench their fists, and anger rises several levels.
"Well, I will take you home, I will go home soon."
Ling Jingxuan whimpered and took his face and kissed him again. The little gang cried and nodded: "Well, there are tigers and uncles, let us go home together."
They are scared and still remember others, such children, can they not love or not?
"Well, the little corps don't cry, and you won't hurt you anymore. Hey, hey, it's a man. Let's let you roll your hand first? I will let you uncle Shu, and you will leave you soon."

Forcing another wave of tears, Ling Jingxuan felt the small handkerchief carrying the handkerchief to wipe his tears. When their father and son were crying each other, the Thunder team had gathered, and Li Ruhong seemed to be the worst. Qin Muyan supported him with a dark face. Others were more or less hanged. The tiger brother who had previously screamed at Ling Jingxuan’s roaring protest also seemed to feel his pain, and the silence was moving toward them.
"? Well, you don't want to go too far, people are afraid to see you!"
After turning around and looking around, although I really wanted to stay in my arms, the small group still nodded and agreed, and the last sentence almost forced everyone’s tears. Who said that the small group had no heart and no lungs. Come? He is obviously scared, but he nodded happily. Isn't this sensible? It’s been very good for a child who is only four years old.
Ling Jingxuan didn't dare to say too much, fearing that his tears would break the dike, and he would hold him up on the rolling back. Ling Jingxuan stretched his hand and pressed it heavily on the shoulders of the sorrow: "Please, take care of the children!"

Past and present, he did not ask others a few times, for the safety of the child, he decisively bowed.
"Well, I won't let anyone hurt him!"
Raised his hand and attached his hand back, and he nodded cautiously, even if he didn’t know for a long time, he also knew that Ling Jingxuan was definitely not a man who would ask for help. He really trusted him to be the most precious son. Give it to him, even if he is not fighting for his life, he will protect the small group and return him to him in peace.
"Thank you!"
Retracting his hand, Ling Jingxuan turned and slowly looked up. The handsome and thin face shrouded the horrible frost. The Danfeng eye without a little temperature slowly swept over the Thunder team and the tiger brother, and finally fell on the royal guards and the fans who surrounded them. On the soldiers who came from the news, the thin lips of Yinghong gently squirmed: "Take our carriage to the door in a quarter of an hour, and let me rest for a minute. I will cut off a finger of Qilian City and stop challenging my patience." I don't mind dismantling the four limbs of Qilian City."
The soft tone carries the chilly coldness, and the murderousness around him is so strong that everyone feels like being strangled. This time, he is really angry!
"Get ready!"
Perceived the change in Ling Jingxuan's breath, Qilian City, who was held by Yan Ruirui, struggled and snorted. No one was afraid of death. He was no exception. Ling Jingxuan said softly, he is more sure that he will be the most cruel. The way to kill him, this is also his understanding of Ling Jingxuan's other form.
"Yes!"
A shadow guard head turned into black, Ling Jingxuan turned to look at Sikong Fufu: "Dancing Yang, let your people open and break the road, the Thunder team is responsible for the safety of the road!"
He was not talking to them, but he had already made a decision. Sikong did not care about his Passover, and he waved his hand. Their shadows were instantly divided into two groups. The Thunder team also had well-trained guards around them. Ling Jingxuan touched a pill and couldn’t help but say it into Li Ruhong’s mouth:
Forbearance!

"Ok!"
Li Ruhong nodded firmly and he would be the most seriously injured. It was entirely because of the protection of the small corps. The martial arts of those people were extremely high, and the target was a small squad. If he did not pay attention, he would rush to him. If it was not Laomu, he was always on guard against remedy at any time. He is estimated to have died long ago, and it is impossible to keep the master and son.
"Tiger brother, can you still insist? The arrow inserted in your leg can't be pulled now. Can you insist on going back to the city?" No more, Ling Jingxuan checked his tiger's injury and touched him. A gentle inquiry, Tiger brother seems to be a bit uncomfortable, not to care about him, Ling Jingxuan uncomfortable said: "I'm sorry, I did not expect that they will start so soon, there will be no such thing in the future, with my Ling Jingxuan item Head guarantee!"
The cheeks leaned on his body, Ling Jingxuan said firmly. He knew that Tiger Brother was not guilty of him because he was injured. It is also a distressed child.

Hey?

Tiger brother put out his tongue and licked his face. Ling Jingxuan did not disappoint it. He also gave a soft thankfulness. The moment he pulled out, the soft disappeared, and the eyes exchanged with Yan Ruirui. Ling Jing Xuan Yang said: Go!" There is Qilian City in hand, and there is a shadowy opener, and the group slowly evacuates to the outside.