A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

The people Xiao Shiyilang brought are all good players, but compared to Shu Ange, they are nothing compared to what she is doing. Her swordsmanship is superb.

If it weren't for the fact that after entering the mission, the time to practice is still short, and the original owner's foundation is slightly poor, Shu Ange is no problem with one hundred.

She was on the beam, smiling and watching everyone running around. After throwing the last sword, Shu Ange found an opportunity to fly under the beam and rushed into the crowd, Xiao Shiyilang was already in his hands in the flash of light.

With the sword on his neck, Xiao Shiyi Lang still did not give up, raised his chin and threatened, "I am the first son of the Xiao family, if you dare to hurt a hair of me, the whole family will be buried with you."

Xiao Shiyi Lang is not playing tricks, and Shu Ange also knows that the Xiao family is not something she can move.

However, it is not her style to be ridden on her head and to make a smile. If Shu Ange is almost kung fu, she will have to explain her life here today.

She still wants to take a share of the verbal advantage: "Xiao's direct son? Eleven Lang is really a good plan. Jiu occupies the magpie's nest and wants to drive Jiulang out. I wonder if Mrs. Yuan is willing to recognize you. Fake heirloom."

Xiao Shiyilang hates others to talk about things with the identity of the son-in-law the most. When Shu Ange mocked him like this, he raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes angrily: "You talented, don't try to provoke our mother-son relationship."

The rest of the people didn't dare to rush forward when they saw that their master was being controlled.

Unless Shu Ange is a fool, she will never let go of the hostages before she escapes.

Just when she was hesitating, whether to leave Xiao's house first and find a hiding place, or wait until she sees Xiao Zhan before making arrangements, there was a sudden noise outside the door.

"Where is Lord Eleven, Ji Ning has come to pick up Mr. Liu on the order of the Duke."

When Ji Ning's voice sounded, Shu Ange breathed a sigh of relief, but did not dare to let go of Xiao Shiyilang immediately.

Eleven Langjun was coerced by Shu Ange with a sword, and now Ji Ning came to pass the order, and he said angrily: "Bold Ji Ning, how dare to pass on the order of the prince, Liu Yuanfang committed a crime and assassinated this gentleman, you are helping Zhou and abuse!"

"Mr. Ji, Liu is ashamed. Lord Eleven wanted to let more than a dozen subordinates compete with him, but I accidentally defeated him."

Outside the door, after hearing Shu Ange's energetic voice, Xiao Zhan frowned, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"Jining, lead someone to open the door."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

When Xiao Zhan was summoned by his father, he realized that this might be Shiji Lang's serial plan.

He sent a servant to invite A-Niang, and at the same time instructed A-Niang to reveal all the evidence he had collected earlier.

After seeing Duke Huguo, everything was as Xiao Zhan expected. His father attacked him, scolding him for not knowing his brothers and sisters, and even attacking Thirteenth Lang.

Under the circumstances of many misunderstandings, Duke Protector was disappointed with him, but he still couldn't bear to blame him, but put all the blame on Shu Ange.

Being slandered, Xiao Zhan was not in a hurry to argue, but when his father convicted Shu Ange, he could not just sit back and ignore it. Just then, Mrs. Yuan arrived, Xiao Zhan asked Auntie to explain on her behalf, and he left in a hurry.

Knowing from Ji Ning that after Shu Ange was forcibly removed by the Eleven Langjun, Xiao Zhan made a decisive decision and took all his subordinates to Wenxintang to relieve her siege.

Xiao Zhan was in a hurry all the way, for fear that Shu Ange would encounter any danger if he was one step behind.

She is a person who would rather not bend, how could she bear it if Shijirou deliberately humiliated and harmed her. Thinking about this, Xiao Zhan only hated that he didn't act first, and took Shishi Lang's criminal evidence and charged him.

The door opened, and Shu'an singer Zhongjian was still on Xiao Shiyilang's neck, with a pair of clear eyes facing Xiao Zhan, showing a slight smile.

Seeing that she was unharmed, Xiao Zhan's heartbeat finally slowed down. He stretched out his hand to her and called, "Yunyang, come to me."

Seeing Xiao Zhan's calm attitude, without the slightest embarrassment, and an elegant manner, Shiji Langjun felt jealous in his heart: "Ninth brother, Liu Yuanfang is bold enough to assassinate me. For the sake of a prostitute, you not only have to disobey your father's orders. , don't even care about the safety of your siblings?"

In the face of Eleven Lang's clamor, Xiao Zhan just smiled and said coldly: "Xiao Han, to this day, you still haven't recognized your identity, a fake, are you still delusional to replace it?"

Xiao Zhan's tone was extremely contemptuous. Eleven Lang's eyes were red and red when he heard it, but because he was held in his hands by Shu Ange, he was like a trapped beast.

Shu Ange never expected that Xiao Zhan would have such a vicious day. She held Xiao Shiyilang's collar in one hand and a horizontal sword in the other. After she walked out of the door safely, she pushed him away.

The lights were shining brightly, and Ji Ning and the others formed a line to confront Shijilang's men.

Xiao Zhan is surrounded by more guards than Xiao Han, his martial arts skills are more powerful, and there is a strange person like Shu Ange. Eleven Langjun's face was gloomy and uncertain for a long time, and in the end he could only watch them go away.

The word "fake" kept churning in Xiao Han's mind. He could not wait to catch Xiao Zhan and fight him to the death. But he didn't dare to act rashly until he figured out his father's thoughts.

Xiao Han found sadly that he was really a fake, a pathetic fake. No matter what Xiao Zhan does, with the identity of the Xiao family's direct son and the support of the Yuan family, he can be confident.

But as for him, the so-called heir status is just a substitute for Xiao Zhan when he is weak. Now that Xiao Zhan is back to health, will his father still value him as much as before?

Xiao Han originally thought that as long as he planned to blame Xiao Zhan, his father would be disappointed in him, but now it seems that he thought too much.

What kind of sons are they in a family like them? If they don't have the skills, they will be sent away after a few farms.

Even if Thirteen Lang's fall from the horse was written by Xiao Zhan, in his father's eyes, the reputation of the first son might still be important.

Eleven Langjun didn't dare to think too much. If Xiao Zhan really found evidence that all this was his handwriting, would his father show mercy to him?

Shu Ange and Xiao Zhan walked side by side, and Ji Ning and others carefully escorted them.

As the night got darker and the lights flickered, a pair of cold hands suddenly rested on Singer Shu An's back. She raised her head and faced Xiao Zhan's flushed cheeks.

He stared at the lights in the distance, his hands in his sleeves intertwined with Shu Ange's fingers, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

Xiao Zhan was afraid of Shu Ange's rejection, but he couldn't resist the urge to get close to her. He wanted to deal with the ups and downs with her, and wanted to incorporate her into his wings justifiably.

She is not his pet, not his plaything, she is the person he wants to cherish and care for his whole life.

"The target character's favorability is +5, and the current favorability is 71."

Shu Ange held Xiao Zhan's hand with a backhand, the warmth from her fingertips slowly reached Xiao Zhan.

The wind was cold, and Xiao Zhan felt a warm current in his heart, so he couldn't help but move his gaze to Shu Ange.

Aware of Xiao Zhan's gaze, Shu Ange shifted his gaze to the distant starry sky, but he did not look at him. The two of them were like little children, playing the game of you chasing me and hiding.

【One sentence small theater】

A Zhanzhan stared at An Ge affectionately: "I love you too if you are a man."

An Ge looked regretful: "You like men, I have to say sorry."