Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"...Child's father!!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Qiaoling, who was restrained by the shadow guards, quickly raised several layers of internal strength to repel all the shadow guards.

She was about to use Qinggong to chase, but the next second, a slender shadow suddenly flashed in front of her, blocking her way.

Qiaoling subconsciously waved her palm to counterattack. Unexpectedly, just as she raised her wrist, she was easily buckled into the palm of the hand and pinched the key point of life gate.

"Feel sorry."

The girl in front of her raised her eyes lightly, but there was a peaceful look at the bottom of her soft eyes.

She pursed her pink lips, and her voice was particularly soft, "I just want to have a good word with him... So, can you please cooperate with me? I only need an hour at most."

"..."

...

On the other side, on the outskirts of the Eastern Capital.

Xiang Junxian chased Feng Lan uncontrollably for about a quarter of an hour.

Fortunately, the uncontrollable fighting spirit in his heart gradually subsided, blown by the breeze in the countryside, mountains and forests.

It didn't take long for Xiang Junxian's body to falter, and he finally regained control of his body.

He glared at Feng Lan's back coldly, then turned around quickly and quickly turned back towards his small courtyard.

"...Qiaoling! Huzi! Don't clean up, let's go directly!..."

Pushing open the courtyard door, Xiang Junxian rushed into the courtyard while shouting anxiously.

But he was stunned by the sight in front of him and stopped again.

I saw that his wife had already been restrained by a tall and handsome teenager in Tsing Yi.

Even his son Huzi was hugged tightly by a shadow guard of Fengxianglou, struggling and crying.

Soon, the young man seemed to sense his arrival and slowly raised his head.

An unlabeled, but extremely familiar face suddenly caught Xiang Junxian's eyes, causing him to suffocate his breath and take a step back.

"you you……"

Xiang Junxian murmured in panic for a while.

Suddenly, I saw him grit his teeth fiercely, and actually knelt down, bowed his head and clasped his fists.

He shouted, "Xiang...General! If you want to arrest me, please arrest me! My wife and my son are innocent!!"

"you!……"

Seeing him like this, Feng Lan, who was behind him, seemed to be angry and clenched his hands tightly.

But when he looked at his little girl distressedly, he saw that she still had no expression at all, and her face was calm, as if she was facing a stranger.

"This general did not intend to arrest your wife and children, nor did he intend to arrest you."

Xiang Xing suddenly let go of Qiao Ling's hand, and while speaking lightly, he walked forward slowly.

Walking to Xiang Junxian, he lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the middle-aged man who was a little confused.

When he opened his mouth, the words were full of alienation and coldness.

"This general is here to see you, and I want to talk to you about some important matters concerning Xuanyuan Sheji,"

She compared her fingers, and continued, "It only takes an hour, and this general will leave after talking, so as not to disturb you and your wife and children."

"This……"

Xiang Junxian frowned, a little hesitant on his face.

However, Hu Zi's cries were too shocking, and soon, he couldn't take it anymore, so he had to grit his teeth and nodded, "Okay, I promise you!"

"Um."

Xiang Xing responded in a low voice.

As soon as the little hand was raised, the shadow guards behind him trapped Qiao Ling again, and took her and Hu Zi away from the small courtyard.

Feng Lan paused for a while, and then silently backed out.

In the small courtyard, only the father and daughter were left in an instant.