Bai Yueguang Breaks Up Everyday

"You don't have eyes, none of your family have eyes!"

Wuling Azhao didn't want to refute it.

"Oh." The pedestrian put his hands around his chest, and looked down at the child on his knees, "Your mother didn't teach you, do you want to say sorry when you hit someone on the street?"

The little guy was suddenly weak and slandered inside, obviously you were the first to curse.

"It's rude."

He apologized unwillingly.

The pedestrian chuckled and staggered away from him.

Wuling Azhao curled his lips and dived into the crowd.

Suddenly an arm sprang out from the side, grabbed his collar, and the other party cursed, "You stinky boy, slip out without closing the door, and go back with me!"

"Who are you? I don't know you!"

The boy struggled with dissatisfaction.

"Who am I? You I!"

The man has a fierce look.

"Oh, I found someone, so I hurried to take it back. Guan Niang was scared to death."

"Yes, this kid looks like a monkey, and runs all over the street if he doesn't pay attention."

There are more and more "relatives", and Wuling Azhaodun feels bad. Is this the "human trafficking" that my mother said?

He turned his head and shouted back, his voice changed, "Afu! Ashou!"

"Little son!"

The entourage hurriedly pulled away from the crowd.

What made Wuling Azhao desperate was that the more they ran forward, the more they were dragged by the "wall" of passersby and drowned in the Wuyangyang market.

This is a conspiracy!

Specifically for him!

A terrible thought flashed in Wuling Azhao's head, he immediately jumped up and bit the man's wrist viciously.

With blood dripping, the man let out his hand unconsciously with a cry of pain.

He ran back with the enthusiasm of feeding, and shouted, "Help! They are going to prey on children! I don't know them!"

The men yelled, "Smelly boy, you dare to swear when you run away from home!"

Passersby watched with a smile and pointed, but no one offered a helping hand.

"Boom!"

The boy fell to the ground with a broken knee.

The god-like daddy is not around, Afu Ashou is stopped again, and Wuling A Zhao's heart is covered with a heavy shadow, is he really going to be caught back?

He grabbed the front boots abruptly, and the fear made the boy cry, "...help me!"

The opponent's footsteps stopped.

"Boy, let go."

It's this nasty tone again!

Wuling Achao wanted to be stubborn and yell at him, but the reality couldn't help but he didn't bow his head.

"I don't know them! They want to catch me back and sell it!"

The pedestrian turned his head, glanced at him, and said slowly.

"They are selling you, but not me, what do they do with me?"

Wuling Azhao's eyes rounded.

This person is so cold-blooded to this extent!

By now, he had no choice but to save himself according to the method his mother said.

He grabbed the man’s jade pendant with a small hand, smashed the man’s jade pendant, pinched his thigh, crying, "Daddy, mother, mother is about to die, you, don’t drink wine, go back with Zhaozhao, go back and see her. ,OK?"

"Child, you can do it." He raised his eyebrows, "I dared to make mistakes on the head of Yama."

Wuling Azhao's eyelids twitched, and he was enveloped by an unknown premonition.

The other party bent down, grabbed the collar, and picked him up easily, and wandered twice.

He felt dizzy and kicked his calves in the air.

"Your father happened to have no money to drink, so he sold you. It's estimated to be worth a few drinks." The man showed his teeth and smiled gloomily.

Wuling Azhao: "!!!"

Did he escape from the wolf's den and enter the tiger's den? !

At this time the men also arrived, yelling fiercely, "You are young, and you still want to grab a child?!"

The pedestrian lifted his eyelids.

"In a bad mood, don't want to fight, get out."

The big guys winked one after another, put on a battlefield, blocked the way to escape.

The Uling captives counted, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, all of them were strong men.

The little face turned green on the spot.

That's it!

He hugged the wrong thigh, he should hug a strong muscle!

This thin and weak passerby was beaten to the ground at first sight!

"Boy, close your eyes."

"……what?"

Blood splashed on the little white jade face.

Wuling Azhao closed his eyes reflexively, and his screams brushed past his ears.

"...Tsk."

There was a lot of land in the middle of the street, lying in a pile.

Apart from closing his eyes at the beginning, Wuling Azhao watched the rest of the time.

At the end of World War I, he clapped his palms in excitement, "You're so amazing!" After a pause, he added reservedly, "Of course my dad is the best in the world!"

The pedestrian looked impatient, "Okay, kid, can you come down? I am not tired because my neck is hung by you. Hurry home and find your dad to ride a horse!... What a troublesome kid, I'm hit by evil. If it doesn't happen, just take care of it."

Wuling Azhao: "..."

For the sake of saving him, he doesn't care about it!

"Little son! It's great that you are fine!"

The entourage was relieved, and one person took his little hand, for fear that he would leave again.

"This warrior, you saved our little son, great kindness, unforgettable... Please leave a famous post, and you will visit home in the future..."

"Okay." The other party's patience reached its limit, "Thank me, I have a meal, so I'll give it up."

The entourage felt that he had a weird temper and did not dare to say more, and quickly booked a private room in a nearby restaurant.

The southern rhinoceros and sheep are mostly meat dishes, among which a fresh meat custard is particularly eye-catching, with green onions, steaming and full of fragrance.

The man glanced, "Boy, you don't have teeth, what custard you eat, you can grow taller by eating meat."

Wuling Azhao glared at him, twisted his butt, and ignored others.

The atmosphere was a bit cold, and the follower Ah Fu explained, "My mistress often makes custard for the little boy, so the little boy is particularly fond of it."

The man sat diagonally, supporting his cheek with one hand, and said casually, "My enemies will do it too, almost not poisoning me."

Follower: "..."

You are really a topic terminator, so how can I pick up the conversation?

Wuling Alu thinks he is a little adult, and he can't keep getting angry, and what this person says he saved him. He did a good job of ideological construction, and turned his head tolerantly.

"Boy, it's really ugly to laugh." The other party commented.

fart! My mother said I laughed the most handsomely, and I really didn't know what to do.

Wuling Azhao resisted his anger, took out a small purse from the inner pocket of his clothes, and decided to "buy out" the life-saving grace. The small purse was made of white satin, embroidered with a tender little piglet. The needlework was not good, but the little boy took it very seriously and held it carefully.

The man squinted his pupil slightly.

"Hmm... I'll give you three."

The little guy had a painful face, and he detected the little golden barley, who was bright yellow, small and delicate.

"Your Majesty is polite, and it's a matter of effort."

Wuling Azhao hadn't noticed the trap, and pushed Xiaojin Bare in front of him, and followed his name to answer naturally, "The queen said, if you know your favor, you must repay, you can't be a little white-eyed wolf. "

The other party seemed to smile, "Your mother's queen taught you very well and didn't inherit her cold-blooded heart."

The boy was stunned, then his face flushed.

"Don't insult Mother Zhao Zhao!"

The entourage, like a big enemy, snatched the little majesty back to his side, drew out the scimitar, stared at him, and entered the state of defending the enemy.

"Who is your Excellency?!"

"What are you nervous about." He downplayed, "It's just a bereaved dog."

At the end of the conversation, the man snapped his fingers, and several figures emerged, and one was the little second serving the dishes.

"...Black shop!"

The entourage scolded, suddenly feeling the soft limbs, they no longer hesitated, and pulled out the flag flower in their arms.

However, the opposing faction had already prepared, and they all fell.

Two groups of people entangled and fight.

Things happened too quickly, the little guy was stunned, turned around and ran, but was grabbed by the collar neatly, and he opened his mouth and bit.

This seemed to make the other person think of something unpleasant, and he frowned.

"Boy, let go."

He stared at people stubbornly.

Although the boy was born with red lips and white teeth, his nasal bones were high and the contours were deep, unlike the Central Plains descent.

A sneer overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Wuling Azhao suddenly felt a chill in his back.

He was taken back by this ruthless savior and lived in a small yard with special guards. He even followed the latrine. Wuling Achao couldn't find any chance to escape. The most hateful thing is that the man knocked him out and caught him back. He couldn't make a guide mark on the road!

The little guy was so angry that he refused to eat dinner.

The man came in with a bowl of meat porridge, stirred it, and took a mouthful with a spoon, "Boy, open your mouth."

He overturned in anger.

The porridge and minced meat rolled on the man's lap, and it was a mess.

He put the spoon back into the bowl without wiping it, his face did not discern happiness or anger, "Surely a child like you who sneaked out, shouldn't you have thought of this result long ago? Are you angry? You yourself What's so angry about his negligence?"

"I, I don't know you are a bad guy!" The little guy suffocated his breath.

"There are many kinds of bad guys. Is it weird to show okay first, then turn your face?" The man said lightly, "You are stupid, you can't learn your mother's skills."

Zhao Zhao became even more angry.

"My mother is very good!"

He was noncommittal, and scooped up a spoonful of porridge again, threatening grimly, "Little devil, if you play your temper again, I will turn you upside down, hang under the beam, and let the vulture eat your eyeballs at night!"

Zhao Zhao's face turned pale, "Zhao Zhao is talented, I'm not afraid!"

But in the end it is succumbing to the lewdness.

Zhaozhao has always been under the blessing of his parents. No matter how sensible he is, he is a delicate temper. Under repeated intimidation, the six-year-old little guy squatted his mouth, tears pouring down, "...hot! Daddy wouldn't feed like this. mine!"

The man's fingers pinching the spoon froze.

"I'm not your father."

"I want my mother."

He cursed, "Cry a shit! Your mother is a little ancestor! You are even a little bastard! I am born to owe you both."

Uling Achaowa cried.

"You are fierce to me! I, I want my father, I want my mother, go home, Zhao Zhao wants to go home!"

"Boy, shut up, you have to be a hostage conscious to be a hostage!"

"Wow--"

"..."

There was a loud cry in the room, mixed with the angry curses of the man.

The secret guard guarding outside the door whispered to each other.

"The master is really patient, and he feeds the porridge himself."

"It's been a long time since I saw my master curse people like this, and I'm not afraid to scare children."

Everyone talked a lot.

"What on earth does this little guy come from? Is it the master's illegitimate child?"

"It's just fine...Thank God, it turns out that the master is not good at Long Yang."

"Speak your words quietly, and you will be over if the master catches you."

"That's not to blame for me thinking too much. Who makes the master hate women so much? This, isn't it just a man?"

"Shhh, it is said that the master was hurt..."

"Tsk, what woman can be so cruel?"

The big and the small inside are in a stalemate.

Finally, Wuling Azhao touched his grunting belly and opened his mouth reluctantly. He didn't want to face this terrible man at all, but he was very interested in the "young mother" in his mouth. He hesitated and asked in a low voice, "Mother, where did you offend you?" It's so pitiful, how did you provoke a madman?

"Want to know?" He tapped the bowl, "I will tell you after eating."

Zhao Zhao crashed and finished drinking.

Seeing the man about to leave, the little guy quickly grabbed his sleeve.

"You haven't said it yet."

"what?"

Zhaozhao uttered anxiously, "Mother."

He seemed to be frozen in the air.

The window lattice caught the sunset light, and the white deerskin boots stepped on the phantom.

He turned his face, the cat's eyes were rippling with clear Lingling light, but it was like a pool of stagnant water.

"If your mother hadn't betrayed me, hadn't been with your father, she and my child should be as old as you. Wuling Azhao, you shouldn't have been born."

There should be Jing Zhao in the world, not Wuling A Zhao.

Zhao Zhao was frightened by his terrifying gaze, and he did not dare to breathe.

Soon he returned to his usual lazy appearance, and left a sneer, "Children are not scared."

Zhao Zhao lived in this small courtyard for several days.

At dusk on the fourth day, the birds were silent and lacking vitality.

He yelled boldly, but no one responded, so he opened the door cautiously.

"...Zhao Zhao!"

Daddy descended like a god.

Zhaozhao plunged into his arms and sobbed, "Father! Zhaozhao misses you so much! Zhaozhao will never run around again..."

Dad patted his head, "Little man, bleed without tears, well, go home."

He staggered and hugged the person.

"Daddy, you bleed!"

The boy shed tears distressedly.

"It doesn't get in the way."

An edge flashed across Uling's eyes.

This trip to the South Rhinoceros was a trap. The people behind the scenes deliberately lured him to underestimate the enemy through the royal civil strife, and wanted to keep him here forever!

Zhaozhao has also become a target now, and I am afraid it is not suitable to stay here for a long time.

The Uling captive did not hesitate anymore and sent a secret soldier to return to the country in two ways.

Passing through a moat, a sudden change occurred.

Countless rubble rolled down from the mountain peak, followed by a hundred arrows.

Among them, in the southwest direction, there is no vacancy, and one arrow penetrates the armor, which is particularly fierce.

Uling Alu grabbed the big bow and aimed at the target.

On the top of the mountain, there was a faint slender figure, and the black velvet cloak was hunting in the wind.

Under the dim starlight, the opponent also bends the bow.

Meteor Baiyu, sword dragon out of the box.

"Daddy!"

The cry of the child came from a distance, which divided the mind of Wuling Wu, but it turned out to be a strange man who is good at ventriloquist.

"Boom—"

A cloud of blood exploded in the air.

Uling Alu missed the shot, but the opponent did not.

This icy iron arrow was wrapped in eight years of intense hatred, and it passed through the man's chest with precision.

"……His Majesty!"

There was a scream from below, and the scene was chaotic.

Jing Lei closed this scene under his eyes, and the corner of his mouth evoked a somewhat pleasant and cool smile.

Look, your patron has fallen.

Little Widow Queen, what should you do?