Handsome young master was surprised and stopped to see a group of guards dressed up in front of him.

I don't know any of them.

"Who are you? Why obstruct Laozi's good deeds He said fiercely.

"Shen Du, offended people."

The face of chasing the wind was like frost. When he finished, he waved and the guards rushed up immediately.

Like cutting melons and vegetables, he would chop all the men brought by Junmei to the ground.

Handsome young master was shocked and wanted to run away. Chasing the wind would not give him a chance to escape. He waved his right hand, and a cold light flashed across it, which was straight through the vest of Junmei.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and looked back at the wind.

"You dare to kill the people in Zixiao Pavilion. The master of the pavilion will not let you go..."

With that, he fell back straight and broke his breath.

"Bah! The one who killed is Zixiao Pavilion He spat hard after the wind.

Zixiao Pavilion is their enemy.

Five years ago, after the death of Zixiao Pavilion master, Zixiao Pavilion disappeared in the lake for two years.

But no one thought that two years later, Zixiao Pavilion killer came back again, and the method of killing was more vicious than before.

Let the people in the river and lake mention it.

This time, they have another task, which is to exterminate Zixiao Pavilion.

However, they have been unable to find the base camp of Zixiao Pavilion, and the assassins of Zixiao Pavilion also emerge in endlessly.

This narrow encounter, even if the target of the other party is not them, chasing the wind will not let this group of people go.

"Beautiful uncle!"

Shen ling'er, with sharp eyes, suddenly sees Mo Chuan. He comes out of the grass with short legs and pours at him.

This makes Shen Rumei, who wants to slip away with him, angry.

Little traitor!

His son, who had been raised by himself, betrayed her again.

She really wanted to carry it and whip a few brooms on his white ass.

Mo Chuan slightly a Zheng, a soft small body has rushed over, embrace his thigh.

Some discomfort, some curiosity.

He didn't expect that his next move was to bend over and hold Shen ling'er up. The faint smell of milk hit him, but he didn't hate it.

In fact, Shen ling'er is very dirty now.

His small hands and face are dirty. Shen Rumei just ran away, but he didn't dislike it.

Shen Rumei gritted his teeth for a while and wanted to turn around and leave, but his son was held in his arms by the cold faced man.

That's her son!

What does he mean!

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in the spacious and comfortable carriage.

Shen ling'er is holding a fat white bun and eating it sweetly.

His cheek a drum drum, like a rabbit, eat the appearance of lovely.

Although he had just escaped from death, he did not look frightened at all. His big black eyes flickered and ate, staring at another steamed stuffed bun in the cage for fear of being robbed.

Mo Chuan sat opposite him, staring at his eating phase, suddenly stretched out his long arm and touched his head: "eat slowly, it's all yours."

"Beautiful uncle, you are so nice. The steamed buns are delicious." Shen ling'er's mouth was full of food, and she said in a slurred voice.

Shen Rumei took out a handkerchief and wiped her face and hands.

She took care of herself only when her son was refreshed.

That run for life, let her now look very embarrassed, her clothes were torn like a beggar's clothes, hair is also in a mess, a few strands of green silk fell on the edge of her cheek, but let her add a bit of softness.

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