The County Magistrate is Not Slag Very A

Seeing Jiang Fanyin and Xiao Chukuai crossing the hillside, Song Boxue no longer hesitated, she raised the corner of her lips, and Alpha's mental power was instantly full.

The man in black only felt a roar in his head, and they all fell to the ground.

The suppression time of spiritual power is very short, so Song Boxue put away the dagger in his hand and grabbed a knife directly.

One by one, she stabbed the legs of the men in black, her movements were neat and neat, she was never soft-handed when dealing with the enemy, and she would never leave today.

But it's still too late to solve everyone, and the mental force suppression will be ineffective.

Song Boxue raised the knife in his hand without blinking: "You will know if you try it."

Warmightiness is Alpha's nature, and she is no exception.

On the other side, Wang Zhaotou and a group of students saw Jiang Fanyin and Xiao Zhukuai running over. A trace of surprise flashed in Jiang Wuyi's eyes in the crowd, but he quickly covered it up.

"What happened? What about your lord?" Wang Zhaotou hurriedly greeted him.

"Your lord was assassinated, call someone to save your lord." Xiao Cao ran out of breath.

Everyone was shocked when they heard the words, Jiang Wuyi stood up first and walked to Jiang Fanyin: "Don't be afraid of Yinyin, no one can hurt you with me."

Jiang Fanyin's eyes flashed, and he said coldly, "Jiang Qianhu should take someone to rescue Master Song immediately."

After all, she also understood the current situation, turned around and ran in the direction of Song Boxue.

She shouldn't be timid. Those people in black are obviously the handwriting of Jiang Wuyi.

Jiang Fanyin's heart was in chaos, she shouldn't have run away...

Seeing this, Jiang Wuyi panicked and followed with a knife.

He clearly ordered his subordinates to tie Jiang Fanyin, and then he went to rescue.

According to his assumption, Song Boxue, the dog official, will definitely leave Jiang Fanyin behind because he is afraid of death. Why did Jiang Fanyin come out?

All the students looked at each other and saw that Jiang Wuyi had brought a few officers and soldiers, and the police officer of the county government followed in front, and they all followed up boldly.

"Song Boxue--"

There was a woman's exclamation from the front, and the students who followed were all panicked. Is it late?

When they approached, they all froze.

There was a **** smell in the air, and there were more than a dozen masked men in black lying on the ground.

Palpitations.

Combined with the exclamation of the former, and the 'Sister Jiang', everyone also understood that the Jiang Gongzi who was with the county magistrate turned out to be a woman.

Jiang Fanyin held Song Boxue's arm tightly: "You..." Are you injured?

But because of the guilt that kept pouring out of her heart, she couldn't ask.

Song Boxue's eyes were hazy for a while, and he held her hand: "I have nothing to do, take all these people back, and put them in jail for trial."

The men in black on the ground all had their hamstrings broken without exception, and all of them lost too much blood and fainted.

Song Boxue glanced at Jiang Wuyi, took Jiang Fanyin into his arms, and whispered, "Sister Jiang, I'm a little thirsty, let's go back."

Because she is not very proficient in the control of mental power, her pheromones are almost unable to be suppressed at this time, and the glands behind her ears are beating violently.

She needs to be comforted, and the person in her arms just soothes her.

A little thirsty…

Jiang Fanyin met her warm eyes, her heart tightened, and she helped her out.

Everyone watched silently, forgetting to react for a while.

Jiang Wuyi shook the knife in his handshake, and glanced at the black-clothed men who had passed out. These soldiers were all his cronies, but now they have all been abolished. so brave...

He gave Master Zhou a wink and couldn't let these people recruit him.

In the carriage, Jiang Fanyin was nestled in Song Boxue's arms, daring not to move.

The cool fingers fell on her neck, and a low question came from behind: "Sister Jiang, would you like to help me?"

Jiang Fanyin froze, closed her eyes slightly, and clenched her sleeves with her pale knuckles.

"If you don't want to, I won't force it." A low sigh was heard behind the ear.

Song Boxue took out Jiang Fanyin's dagger and swiped it into his palm, pain struck, and forced his mind.

There is no female lead to help comfort her in the future, she always has to adapt to relying on herself to get through it.

"Song Boxue---" Jiang Fanyin held the bleeding palm and carefully wrapped it with a handkerchief.

She raised her eyes and bumped into a pair of restrained, burning eyes.

Suddenly my heartbeat started to chaotic…

Jiang Fanyin bit the corner of her lips, her thick eyelashes trembled, and then slowly closed her eyes.

She lifted her chin to reveal a clean neck.

Dark blue blood vessels are faintly visible under the jade-white complexion, like a slender dark river covered by ice, flowing and pouring silently.

Song Boxue bowed her head, her thin lips opened and closed, which could be broken by blowing a bullet, confusing people.

Licking, biting, fine, fine, tossing and turning.

It wasn't that she blasphemed the gods, it was the gods who were willing to fall with her.

She thought.

The rich lemon scent fills the carriage, and the person who asks wants more.

Fingers with distinct knuckles landed on Jiang Fanyin's collar, pulled, tested, and her thin lips moved down, landing on the collarbone.

The carriage also drove into the county government house at this time and stopped outside the courtyard gate.

Song Boxue picked up the person in her arms and landed steadily, her possessiveness kept screaming, bewitching her only remaining reason.

In the messy movement, Jiang Fanyin fell on the bed, with a soft quilt behind him, and a pair of hands on the belt around his waist.

She suddenly remembered something, held Song Boxue's hand, and a trace of fear flashed across her eyes.

The two looked at each other silently, the dark fire of forbearance in each other's eyes.

Song Boxue paused and looked away: "You...you have a good rest."

In the house, Jiang Fanyin ignored the trance and confusion in her heart, and tightly held the parchment under her waistband, without moving for a long time.

Outside the house, Song Boxue looked up at the sky.

She temporarily marked the heroine!

Although the heroine is not an Omega, it may not be a mark, let alone a success.

For the heroine, it may just be a long bite.

But she still can't hide that she can't control herself, she has completed the first temporary mark in her life, and even wants to have a deeper possession of Jiang Fanyin, and wants to mark it permanently...

Jiang Fanyin is the heroine, she has her destiny, and her life trajectory.

But Jiang Fanyin was not happy in the first half of her life. This is a sadistic love story. She will separate and combine with the male protagonist.

Song Boxue rubbed her eyebrows, thinking wildly in her mind.

"My son, are you alright?" When Mrs. Song heard the news, she came and saw her daughter sitting irritably on the steps in front of the door, rubbing her brows.

She looked at her from head to toe, and she felt relieved when she saw that Song Boxue was not injured: "Why was he assassinated, what about that child of Sanskrit? Is she all right?"

"We're all fine."

"That's good, but Wei Niang is scared to death." Song patted her chest and sat down with her daughter.

Daughter has something on her mind, she can see it at a glance.

"I was also frightened..." Song Boxue touched his chest, his eyes were as deep as the sea.

Song raised her hand and wrapped her shoulders: "Don't be afraid, it's all over, mother has fortune-telling for you, your life is tough, no one can hurt you."

Song Boxue was speechless, thinking that the original owner had been given poison by your own hands.

"Mother, if you never met your father, would you marry someone else?"

Song Shi glared at her: "Your dead ghost father..."

The words just started, and Song covered his eyes with a handkerchief: "Master went so early, woohoo"

Song Boxue: “…”

She was guilty, so she shouldn't have asked. When she mentioned the original owner's father, the Song family would murmur endlessly.

"Mother, I'll go see Sister Jiang."

Song put down the handkerchief, and the crying stopped instantly, the little conscience, having a daughter-in-law and forgetting her mother, hum.

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The author has something to say:

Song Boxue: The heroine was just bitten by me for a long time, well, that's it.