Don’t Mess with the War Goddess

But Ye Mengwei is related to her by blood.

Chang Hu is just her superior.

It's not a superior who will go down together and will be separated in a few days.

Is he so worried about himself?

Worry……

In her dictionary, words are unfamiliar.

After coming to Xia Guo, she knew what it was like to be worried.

In the Imperial Domain before, who worried about her safety?

No.

Those people, just thinking about when she died, they can take the opportunity to take the lead.

Unfamiliar emotions suddenly surged in his heart.

The sourness is swelling, like being stuck in my heart, stuffy and can't dissipate.

In the ear, Chang Hu whispered again, "Xiao'an, you are a fighter who went out of my first camp. I am really strict with you at ordinary times, but I don't want any of you to have an accident."

"I hope you will all be safe until you return home safely."

"If you want to go, I support you. You girl, looking thin and small, beautiful as a porcelain doll, she is stronger in her bones than the male warriors."

"General Xia Hou Zhan is right. Your sky is very wide. Before you are full of wings, you need to fight for more to fly higher and more steadily."

"And this B-level mission is a trial for you to fly into the sky. Come on, Xiaoan! I believe you, with your strength, will be able to assist the border police to complete this mission!"

"Remember, safety first, we are waiting for you to return to camp in the first camp!"

Solemnly exhorted, full of concern, An Xia did not reply after hearing it for a long time.

She didn't know what to say.

The unfamiliar sourness in her chest was so tight that she couldn't even speak.

After a while, she raised her eyes to look at Chang Hu, and said word by word: "Changying, I will return to the team safely!"

"Okay! We are waiting for you!"

This time, Chang Hu patted An Xia on the shoulder again, and said to Tan Jing: "You hand people over to them, and you must tell them how our fighters were handed over to them, they have to give them back. Give us!"

It was after Tan Jing sent An Xia to the border police.

Compared to Chang Hu's old father's worries, Tan Jing's worries were much more restrained.

Hearing this, he whispered: "Don't worry, how do our people get out, how do we have to come back."

"Don't put too much psychological burden on Xiao An. Think about it for the better. After thinking about Xiao An's return, we will give her a celebration banquet!"

This can be!

Chang Hu said, "Then I have to let the cooking class prepare hard dishes early. Sixteen dishes are indispensable!"

"Why are there sixteen discs?" An Xia asked, a strong curiosity for knowledge.

"Sixty-six smooth!"

Um?

An Xia, who has touched the knowledge blind zone again, is even more puzzled, "Sixteen discs, what does the six-six dashun have to do? Six plus six is ​​only twelve discs."

Chang Hu doesn't want to explain, Xia Guo's culture is profound and profound, and it takes a lifetime to comprehend!

Turning his head, he said to Tan Jing: "Okay, you can quickly lead her away. I was asked by her to fall down. I need to run a few laps."

What so many why!

Still not from Xia Guo?

Is there a six-six-six-six-six-six?

Tan Jing smiled and led An Xia away.

He never fights with An Xia on issues like this.

I discovered early that An Xia was completely blank about certain things and certain aspects.

With such a small episode, An Xia's feelings of soreness in her heart rose a lot.

After getting in the car, she still said to Chang Hu: "Remember my Sixty-Six Dashun!"

Chang Hu closed the car door directly and refused to communicate.