When the live broadcast of Kuaichuan is in progress

Chapter 53 The Sister-in-law Xianglin Who Wants to be Reborn
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Shengge knew that this was not the time to greet each other and flatter each other, so after Xie Xie left, he hurriedly hired a carriage to the county seat.

Walking too wavy will make your waist flash: Does this mean that the anchor's time is coming?But I still want to see the anchor suffer, but this is all after Amao is healthy.

I'm a magic stick: the old monk pinpointed that the anchor must be a person with great fortune and good luck, and he will be able to turn danger into good luck without any danger.

Anchor: Thank you for your good words.

Sheng Ge just laughed off what the magic stick said.

If Hong Fu Qi Tian is like this, then she would rather be an ordinary person by herself.

Shengge had to admit that she was the kind of person who was talking about having no ambitions.

Yi: Do you think it would be bad for the Great Sage to see the host like this, or would it be bad?

Blooming pinellia, slightly cool: Maybe you will hate iron but not steel.

Beicheng Nansheng: I think if the great sage was here, he would beat the anchor hard first, and then lead the anchor to kill all directions, and then the wolves in the mountains would suffer.

Lang Jiujiu: Didn't you realize that the Great Sage has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart?

If you walk too wavy, your waist will flash: don't expose the anchor's scars.

As the first viewer in the Shengge live broadcast room, it is still useful if you walk too sloppy and make your waist flash.

If it wasn't for fear that he would be too hot, Shengge might have given him the position of administrator.

Shengge quietly leaned on the hard carriage, hugged Amao and closed his eyes, watching the bullet screens fly by, tired and at the same time feeling a little lost.

I have to say that those viewers who have watched her live broadcast all know the Great Sage very well.

In their eyes, only the great sage is in their eyes, but they don't know that the great sage may also be fighting against the Buddha.

I'm a magic stick: the old man figured it out, the anchor must be thinking about the Great Sage.

Shengge, who was punctured, smiled indifferently, how could the partners who get along day and night be so easily forgotten.

Beicheng Nansheng: Golden thighs are so easy to forget.

"Auntie..."

The air is like a gossamer, and the voice is vain and weak.

Shengge opened his eyes suddenly, looking at Amao who woke up faintly.

Amao was very thin and fair, but now that he lost blood and was injured, he looked even paler than paper.

"Amao, don't be afraid, mother is here."

Shengge hugged Amao gently, for fear of hurting him.

Amao was held in the mouth by wild wolves for such a long time, his body was covered with bruises, and the child was even more fragile, so the singing and singing along the way were frightening.

"Mother, the peas are spilled..."

Amao gasped in pain, but continued speaking intermittently.

Amao remembered that his mother asked him to peel beans, and he also remembered...

"Auntie, it hurts."

"Mother, I'm afraid."

I don't know if the words touched the wound or Amao remembered the thrilling experience before, his dim eyes were filled with tears.

Shengge has never been sure if she is an emotional person, but now she really feels her eyes are sore, and she has the urge to cry.

Fortunately, she saved Amao...

Shengge suddenly felt that his injury was worth it at the moment when Amao opened his mouth.

"Good boy, Amao will be fine, mother will take Amao to the doctor."

Shengge didn't know what else he could do at the moment other than say such words in a pale manner.

"Amao, don't be afraid."

"There is no big bad wolf, the big bad wolf has already been beaten away by mother, and there will be no big bad wolf again."

Shengge gently rubbed Ah Mao's braided head, feeling soft in his heart.

"Ah."

Amao's voice is shallow, without any strength, even if the wound hurts, he can't cry out.

"Amao, sleep well, we will find the doctor when we wake up."

Shengge touched Amao's forehead, his body temperature was normal, and the wound didn't get worse, so he felt at ease.

"Um……"

Amao's eyes were half-opened and half-closed, and he didn't say a word, just half asleep and half awake in Shengge's arms.

"Master, can you hurry up?"

Sheng Ge urged, the thing she wants to do most now is to fly through the clouds, but it's impossible.

"It's fast enough, no matter how fast it is, it's easy to overturn..."

A rough voice sounded from outside the curtain of the carriage door.

Shengge is silent...

Yu Sheng Gu Liang: I suddenly feel sad, I didn't expect the pig anchor to have such a gentle and heart-warming side.

I have a story: Have you forgotten that the host is a girl, with long hair reaching her waist...

Shengge blinked, why did it feel like the audience in the live broadcast room knew a little too much.

Isn't the live broadcast automatically closed when you leave the world?
Anchor: If you know too much, you will be silenced...

I have a story: silence?The anchor should worry about himself.

Walking too rough will flash your waist: anchor, there are bandits blocking the way ahead...

Beicheng Nansheng: Did the magic stick get slapped in the face, is this the same as Hongfu Qitian?

I'm a magic stick: ...

A bunch of bullet screens, Shengge focused on the sentence that there are bandits blocking the way ahead...

How unlucky it must be to let so many bad things happen to her.

Goblins block the way to learn scriptures, bandits block the way to see a doctor.

"Master, stop the car."

"Master, do you have any self-defense tools here?"

Shengge opened the curtain and asked anxiously.

As soon as he spoke, a group of thieves rushed down from the low hillside, holding a shining big knife in their hands, tied with a red cloth.

"..."

"I opened this mountain, and I planted this tree. If you want to cross this road, leave money to buy roads."

A bandit with black pockmarks on his face and a monkey cheek with a sharp mouth waved a big knife in his hand and said that he thought he was very majestic.

The corner of Shengge's mouth twitched, this sentence is really familiar, it's the classic line of the bandit Jie Dao'er.

"Grandpa Bandit, I have old and young, and my family only has an acre of Susukida. I earn some money by picking up people in a carriage every day. I haven't started work today."

Before Shengge could speak, the master driving the car knelt on the ground with a plop and begged for mercy.

"Grandpa bandits, if you want money, you want this woman. She has money..."

Lying down and being shot again, Sheng Ge pouted speechlessly.

Shengge was worried about putting Ah Mao in the carriage. If the horse was startled, no one could predict what would happen.

Didn't she just want to take Amao to see a doctor for treatment? Why are there so many people blocking the way?

"Do you think I look rich?"

Shengge tied Ah Mao tightly to his body, carefully avoided the wound, and then calmly got out of the carriage.

For her, these bandits are not as scary as wild wolves.

"Rich people like to pretend to be poor, hand it over, and I'll spare you."

The shouting bandit said disdainfully.

As long as they were intercepted, no one admitted that they were rich.

"you sure?"

After a short rest, Shengge recovered a little strength in his body.

Reasoning with bandits is always the most mentally handicapped.

Just when Shengge was about to give it a go, the bandit leader spoke up.

"What a coward..."

The bandit leader kicked the coachman, and his beard kept shaking as he spoke.

　What about New Year's Eve?

　　Happy New Year, another update tonight.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)