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446: Block his sword

A swooping, the little bug pounced Hunbao out. He grabbed the little monster's ear and started to tear it. Soon Hunbao and the little bug formed a ball. Although they didn't dare to do anything ruthless, they didn't.

You're welcome, either.

When Zhilou separated them, Hunbao's face was broken, the little bugs were also messed up with hair and bloodstains on their arms. They stared at each other, each entering the corner of the wall and muttering secretly, ignoring each other.

Looking at them, Zhilou was in a mood to sleep. She sat at the table and her face turned pale. When she returned to Changjie, she would definitely separate them so that they would never see each other in their lives.

How to fight.

However, the urgent problem now is how to leave Qingbi Cliff tomorrow to avoid the head-on conflict between Ji Xiaosheng and King Jin.

After thinking about it all night, I didn't understand anything. Before the sky knew it, Ji Xiaosheng shook his fan and came to the wing room of Zhilou.

He could still laugh when the heavy troops were besieged outside, which was really admirable for his smugness.

But in this smile, Zhilou could see a trace of worries.

"I have already let Xin Weng go out and mobilized everyone to return to Qingbi Cliff. Since King Jin doesn't give me face, I don't have to give him face. There has been a long time since the war broke out in another world, so it's time to shed blood."

Ji Xiaosheng said, staring at Feng Zhilou, as if he wanted to see Zhilou's touching expression, but he was disappointed. Feng Zhilou just looked at him indifferently, without any sign of being moved.

"What? Shouldn't you be moved? I'm going to war with King Jin for you. This shows that in my heart, Ji Xiaosheng, you are the most important thing. Are you planning to give up that useless man and remarry him.

Me?"

"Are you doing this for me or for the Saint of Zhenwu? If it is for me, I'd better give up. I won't remarry you at all. If it is for the Saint of Zhenwu, I advise you to give up. The Saint of Zhenwu is now

A girl is not as good as a waste, she has a good reputation, but she is not useful, no, she is not very popular now."

Feng Zhilou touched her face and covered her with blue spots. She really became a faceless saint.

"What a ruthless woman. Do you think I am a cold-blooded animal like King Jin? For the sake of great achievements, I don't want anything. I want money. Of course, I have a good woman. In my heart, you are the most important thing."

After a stingy sentence, Ji Xiaosheng stretched out his arm and hugged him affectionately.

But what he hugged was the little bug's head. The little guy crawled between Ji Xiaosheng and Zhilou at some point, and looked at him with his neck tilted.

"I have decided now that I don't want you to be a father. You big pervert is like taking advantage of my mother."

A big pervert?

Feng Zhilou is really embarrassed. Little Bug doesn't even look at his mother's face. People are not in such a mood if they want to be lustful.

"Little bug?"

Ji Xiaosheng's face stiffened for a moment, and soon laughed again. When he reached out to please the little bug, a guard outside the door hurriedly ran in.

"Not good, Mr. Ji, Xin Weng was shot down by King Jin, and the note was taken away. They knew your intentions and had not given it for three days and had already rushed in."

"Damn it!"

Ji Xiaosheng withdrew his fan and frowned. Without reinforcements surrounded him from the outside, how could he fight against King Jin?

While speaking, there were noisy sounds outside. King Jin really led people to attack Ji Xiaosheng's mansion, and some women's crying could be heard vaguely.

"No, I have to go out and can't let them see the little bugs."

Feng Zhilou no matter how Ji Xiaosheng deals with King Jin's people, she must protect her son. Little Bug is a holy land dragon son, which is of great importance. These people know the existence of the Zhenwu Saint, and Little Bug's fate is not far away.

Zhilou pushed the little bug into the inner room.

"Son, you can't come out unless you have to. Remember what your mother said."

"I remember, I really remember." The little bug nodded vigorously.

Although the little insect agreed, Feng Zhilou was still worried, so she called Hunbao.

"Look at the little master, tell it not to go out, remember not to fight anymore."

"Master, Hunbao dares not, Hunbao must be optimistic about the little master." Hunbao drooped his ears and thought, knowing that he had made another mistake, so why can he fight with the little bug every time because of a little trouble?

Seeing that the little cuckoo and Hunbao had reconciled as before, Russian Fang Zhilou walked out.

Ji Xiaosheng's eyes were straight, and he was almost exhausted. He wanted to protect Feng Zhilou, but he didn't want King Jin to start a massacre in his mansion. All his family background was here.

"I'll go with you..." Ji Xiaosheng could only follow Zhilou with a tough bullet, and did not dare to brag about his bold words just now.

The noise outside was even louder, and I think the fight had started.

After quickly leaving the wing room, Zhilou had just walked into the middle hall when he saw King Jin rushing in with a fierce look. He was indeed cruel enough. He raised his sword and fell down. A guard of Ji's mansion who blocked him fell into a pool of blood with a wail.

, not even struggling for a moment, and died.

Blood splattered out, forming a shocking blood mark on the wooden door. A group of frightened maids ran around like deer, screaming constantly

"Stop the death of this king!" King Jin's eyes were blood red and he was ruthless.

When a little maid came accidentally, he waved his knife and slashed it. The maid struggled for a moment, fell to the ground, and blood was constantly spraying on her chest.

Xinweng was intercepted, and King Jin knew Ji Xiaosheng's intention and was furious. He wanted to slaughter the Ji family and kill him quickly. He was really crazy, regardless of gender, he killed them.

"Don't kill innocent people, I'll follow you." Feng Zhilou shouted and rushed forward. Isn't he just going to take away this useless ugly girl? She just follows him.

Feng Zhilou's eyes were filled with pain, and he slowly leaned down and held the maid, who opened his mouth and closed it.

"Save...help..."

"I'll save you, I'm a doctor, please hold on."

Feng Zhilou hurriedly took out the hemostatic medicine to stop the bleeding for the maid. Unfortunately, the wound was too deep and the maid twitched a few times and died.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, Feng Zhilou stood up in shame. When King Jin slashed at a guard with another knife, she made an amazing move, rushed over, and grabbed his sword edge with bare hands.

The sharp sword blade cut her fingers, and blood flowed down the body of the semen iron sword. As long as King Jin tried his best, Zhilou's five fingers would be cut off in one go.

Her cold eyes shot over, such a saint who was not afraid of death. She actually dared to use her body to block his sword just to save an ordinary guard?

"Do you want to die?" He asked Feng Zhilou coldly.

"I don't want to die, and I'm afraid of death, but I can't tolerate you killing innocent people like this." Feng Zhilou looked at the man fearlessly, hating him for having a sad appearance, which made her heart ached.


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