The tyrant's daughter is three and a half years old: the whole family is a big villain

Chapter 34 I’m not a good person

The strong smell of blood filled the entire space, so strong that it was nauseating.

The woman seemed to have vomited out most of the blood in her body, and opened her eyes suddenly. Her withered hands tightly grasped the hem of Zhao Enli's clothes, and her voice was like a mosquito, "Please! Save my daughter, save me."

My son! Please!”

The woman's pupils were hollow and unable to focus at all, but she stubbornly grabbed the hem of Zhao Enli's clothes.

Repeat this sentence unconsciously.

"Please! Save my daughter, save my son! Please!"

"Please! Please!"

"Please!"

"Please!"

"..."

The woman is dead.

Died on the last day of October.

…

At night.

The evening wind made the broken door of the temple creak loudly.

The faint sound of unknown birds came from the forest not far away.

The wind howled shrilly.

Su Jiu pinched the last piece of pastry, swallowed, and looked at the girl who huddled in the corner and never said a word from beginning to end.

He moved his hips and came to her side and poked her arm with his hand.

The girl's body trembled.

Inexplicably, it reminded Su Jiu of the white rabbit that her fifth brother gave her.

The villain licked his lips subconsciously, feeling hungry.

"Little sister, be good, I'll give you a pastry, it's delicious!" Su Jiu stuffed the pastry into the girl's hands, and sat cross-legged next to her regardless of the dust on the ground.

Su Jiu is a child who grew up in a peaceful world. The cruelty she has seen is limited to killing pigs. The only sadness she has experienced is that the crayfish she raised died, and then she was made into garlic crayfish by her little nephew. Hmm...it's quite delicious.

of.

Realizing that his thoughts were a little off track, the villain coughed lightly, raised his hand, imitated the little nephew of the viewer, and patted the girl's head gently, "Don't be sad."

The villain does not have a mother, but if he did, he must be sad to see his mother die in front of him.

Su Jiu thought.

Lin Juaner raised her eyes from her messy hair and looked timidly at the little baby sitting in a ball in front of her. A trace of confusion flashed in her eyes. She would be seven years old this year, but the little person in front of her looked no more than three or four years old.

Even though he looks 10 years old, he calls himself little sister seriously...

Is there something wrong with my head?

However, this confusion was quickly dispelled by the scent of the cakes in his hands.

'Gulu'

The girl's stomach made a growl, which was particularly obvious in this silent ruined temple.

"Little sister, please eat quickly. Only after eating can you have the strength to feed your little brother." As he said this, the villain took out a few small pieces of naan from the food bag at his waist. Uncle Zhao saw that she couldn't eat it, so he gave it to her specially.

Broken into pieces.

"My name is Qian... Lin Juaner, and I will be seven years old soon." When introducing her age, Lin Juaner specially added the accent.

Su Jiu nodded and scratched the small pieces of hair stuck to her neck, "Well... my name is Su Jiu, and I will be four years old soon!"

There was not much water left in the water bag. The villain almost choked. He patted his chest several times before swallowing the naan. He glanced at Lin Juaner who was motionless and asked doubtfully: "Sister Lin, what are you doing?"

Why haven’t you eaten yet?”

Lin Juaner:......

never mind.

Lin Juaner picked up the pastry and took a sip carefully. The sweet milk fragrance mixed with the fragrance of osmanthus filled her mouth. It was very sweet and fragrant.

"Stop crying, you won't be beautiful if you cry too much." A soft little hand wiped her cheek.

Lin Juaner subconsciously ducked back.

After the disaster became severe, the streets were full of unkempt people. Lin Juaner couldn't remember how long it had been since she had taken a shower. Her body smelled so bad that she felt sick.

The villain exudes the fragrance of milk and has a fair face, just like a little fairy.

"Dirty." After Lin Juaner said this word, she shrank into the corner again, with almost her entire back pressed against the cold wall.

Su Jiu was stunned for a moment, then wiped a handful from the ground next to her and spread it evenly on her little face. She smiled brightly and showed her small white teeth, "Look, I'm dirty now too!"

Lin Juaner's eyes heated up, hot air spurted out from her mouth and nose, and her heart felt like it was soaked in a hot spring, feeling comfortable and a little sour.

"Uh-huh."

Seeing that she started to eat, Su Jiu breathed a sigh of relief and continued to fight with Naan.

**

‘Clang!’

midnight.

The door of the ruined temple was pushed open violently, making a loud noise.

The cold moonlight filtered in and fell on the man, lengthening his shadow.

The strong and pungent smell of blood was blown in by the wind.

The two little people clinging to each other for warmth were woken up by fright. Lin Juaner looked at the man who suddenly appeared at the door and screamed in fright.

door.

The man's black clothes seemed to be soaked with blood, and thick blood dripped down the hem of his clothes and fell to the ground.

The scars on his face are hideous and terrifying.

The long sword reflected cold light, and bright red blood snaked down.

'tick'

'tick'

A pool of blood soon appeared where the man was standing.

Just like Yama killing people in the dark night.

Zhao Enli has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and his night vision is naturally much better than that of ordinary people. Even at night, he can clearly see the fear and terror on the villain's face.

Zhao Enli laughed at himself in his heart, dragged his tired body and wanted to leave, but suddenly he heard footsteps coming from behind.

Immediately afterwards, my thigh was hugged by a warm little body, which was tight and warm.

Then, he heard the little man's milky voice.

"Uncle, thank you for your hard work!"

Zhao Enli trembled suddenly.

"I killed all those people, and this is their blood."

His voice was hoarse to the point of being unpleasant to hear.

The villain wrinkled his little nose because of the smell of blood, raised his head, and praised: "Wow! Uncle is so awesome!"

Under the moonlight, Zhao Enli could clearly see the blood on the villain's face, as well as a pair of apricot eyes as white as snow that were ignorant of the world.

"I'm not a good person."

Zhao Enli looked into her eyes and said calmly, but the hand on his side unconsciously raised, trying to smooth the little hair on the villain's head, but when his eyes touched the blood on his hand, he suddenly

He retracted his hand.

Su Jiu tilted her head and blinked. Just as she was about to speak, she heard a 'pop'.

Lin Juan'er didn't know when she came to the two of them, knelt in front of Zhao Enli, her head touched the ground, and she knocked on the ground, "Thank you, my benefactor! Thank you!"

The villain raised his hand to smear blood from the hem of his clothes, wiped it on Lin Juaner's face, and looked up at Zhao Enli.

Her apricot eyes were bright, as if they were brighter than the moonlight hanging in the sky.

As if to say:

"Look, we are all bad guys too!"

'when!'

The sharp knife hit the ground and made a slight buzzing sound.

The wind blew through the cracks in the door, causing the door panels to sway and creak.

I don't know how long it took, but Su Jiu felt some pain in her neck and was about to raise her hand to rub it.

But I saw the man covered in blood slowly bent down, stretched out his hands, and took the little man into his arms, tightly but gently.

It's like embracing the most precious treasure in the world.

(End of chapter)