The Return of the Noble Abandoned Consort

Dare to catch her son? shameless!

It seems that I really overestimated the virtues of the black people. I thought that only Wu Dajin could do this kind of confession. I didn’t expect a martial arts master, so I didn’t have a product!

She won't be light, and it is impossible to catch up with one's own strength.

I can't chase it like this, my daughter is still in the house, she just left, what should I do if my daughter is in danger?

Qiao Wei’s light was moving, and he looked at Xiaoxue who had scratched Wu Dajin’s power to fight back: “Little White, catch up with Jingyun!”

Xiao Bai immediately let go of Wu Dajin, and in the direction of the disappearance of the two, the lightning generally chased up!

Qiao Wei was rushing into the house, wearing the best clothes for Wang Shu, and tied Wang Shu on his back.

The man was injured and brought a child. He must have run not far, and he should be able to catch up with him.

Wang Shu half-awake, and found that he did not seem to be in bed, looked around, confused and asked: "Mother, where are we going?"

Qiao Wei didn't want her daughter to be scared. She said, "Go to your grandmother's house, sleep."

"Brother?" Wang Shu yawned.

Qiao Wei said: "In front."

Qiao Wei always took them in tandem, Wang Shu thought that the mother said this is the front, and asked: "Little white?"

"Also."

"Oh."

Wang Shu closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Qiao Wei thought about putting Wang Shu at home, but she was afraid that the other party would adjust the tiger to the mountain. In that case, the son did not find it, and the daughter had disappeared. This is not what she wants to see. She can only take risks and take her daughter on the road.

It was just that the black man was too light, far beyond her imagination. At first, she could still hear some movements. After about a quarter of an hour, she wouldn’t say black people. She couldn’t hear even the white voice.

After all, the black man is a well-trained guardian. A little knife wound is not enough to make him fall. He knows that the sledge is chasing him. To confuse the other person, he tore off the blood-stained shirt and left the hillside.

The child in his arms did not move, and if his eyes were wide open, he almost thought he was asleep.

Is it scary, crying will not cry?

He sneered and took the child on the branch of a towering tree.

Jingyun’s legs rode on the trunk, leaning against the tree, facing him, holding his trunk firmly in his hands and not letting himself fall.

With a thin moonlight, the black man sees the child's eyes. It is not a frightening stupidity in the imagination, but a calm and terrible, as if he is not paying attention to it, the child will eat him.

He smiled and took out the golden sore medicine from his arms and sprinkled it on his wound: "What is your name?"

"Jing Yun." Jing Yun said with no expression.

The ordinary child was arrested and placed on a branch high on the tree. She was so scared that she cried and shouted at her mother, but he could still talk to him so calmly.

The black man looked at him, thought of something, and asked: "Is that person just your mother?"

Jingyun did not speak.

It seems to be.

Wu Dajin did not say that the woman has children. Although he is not a good class, he will not kill the child for no reason. If he knows that there is a child in the room, he will not want to burn the house.

"When I get the wound up, I will take you to see your mother. If you are smart enough, you should be able to redeem you."

Give up the Qinglong help, and then thank you for the crime, he will let this child!

Jingyun squinted and ignored him.

For a long while, I said, "You will regret it."

The black man smiled disdainfully. A child under five years old actually threatened to let him regret it. Although courage is commendable, it is impossible.

He covered the golden sore medicine, took out the fire-fighting, and blew a picture on the child's face. He just wanted to take a look at the other person's appearance, and his expression instantly stagnate.

How could it be... like this...

He blinked hard and determined that it was not his own illusion, he asked: "You just said what you called?"

"Jing Yun."

"Your surname?" The black man caught Jingyun's throat. "Don't play tricks in front of me. I just move my fingers and your head moves. Do you know?"

Jingyun greeted his fierce eyes and said reluctantly: "On the surname."

The black man blinked thoughtfully: "Do you have no jealousy?"

Jingyun roared: "You are not awkward! You broke out in the crack of your stone!"

"What is your mother's surname?"

Intuition tells Jing Yun, can't tell the true name of the mother, but can't lie to the mother's family name, otherwise the mother and child have the same surname, he should guess that he is not jealous.

Although it is not a big secret, I always feel that this person is somewhat unscrupulous.

Jingyun's eyes turned and turned, a serious saying: "Ming, my mother surnamed Ming."

deep? Is he wrong? This child is just a little like it, but it is not -

When he blasphemed God's efforts, Jing Yun took his fire and smashed his wounds!

The black man did not expect that a small fart boy would give him such a trick, even more than that woman!

In order to prevent the wound from being burnt, he leaned back and Jingyun seemed to expect him to do so. He lifted his foot and smashed him from the tree!

Subsequently, Jingyun grabbed the vines and slammed it to the height of ten meters. The huge inertia caused Jingyun to hit a few rolls on the ground and hit a stump to stop.

The shoulders are sore, but Jing Yun can't take a rest, look back at the black man and run away!

The black man fell dizzy, **** stinky boy, dare to attack him? He wants to tear him, tear him, tear him away!

Jingyun rushed to the front of the forest, but no matter how fast he ran, the black people were getting closer.

The murderousness spread in the night, gradually shrouded him, and his sweat was erected.

Suddenly, there was a hut in front!

The courtyard of the huts was wide open, and Jingyun didn’t think about it, rushed in! When I crossed the threshold, I was too anxious to squat and slammed on the ground!

Almost at the same time, the black man showed his dexterity and jumped into the yard, and ordered a dumb cloud.

This time, even crying for help can't.

Looking at the huts that are close at hand, Jing Yun’s heart passed a trace of despair.

It’s just that what I didn’t expect was that when the black man grabbed Jingyun by hand, a black figure suddenly flew out of the hut, kicking him in the chest and pulling him out of the yard!

Jing Yunxin raised his head and looked at it. He looked at him with amazement: "Seventeen brothers?"

------Off topic ------

Jing Yun: I can escape to my dad here!

Qiao Wei: Who told you that he is your father?

Jingyun: ←_←

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