Fast-wearing female supporting roles: the villain is pretending to be pitiful again

Chapter 1768 We Are Really Fleeing Famine, Not Bandits (50)

If you want to do something, the best way is to kill first and play later.

"He probably was afraid that it was coming, so he couldn't help but do it."

Well, Xiao Si's temper is quite violent, and she always wants to be a bad person.

"As you know, he has a bad temper. If he makes a move, he will definitely see blood, and he might wipe out the entire nest."

Yun Miao felt a little guilty about the last point.

444: ...Why do these words sound familiar?

Also, host, don't you just draft your speech?
Who couldn't help but want to kill the old Qiao's family at night?
Who wants to take them all together and let them die?

If it hadn't been for its persuasive persuasion, the old Qiao family would have gone to see the king of Hades except for the members of Qiao's third family.

Although the host doesn't use his brain very much now, the level of ferocity has doubled compared to before, and he wants to kill others at every turn.

"Ah? This...so..." Hui Niang was frightened, she didn't know what to say, she wanted to say, this is wrong, but she didn't dare to speak ill of her daughter's master, let alone be disrespectful.

"He is a person who can clearly distinguish between likes and hates, and hates evil as much as hatred." After the little girl finished speaking, she nodded solemnly, expressing that she was not lying.

[Xiao Si, I am right, this idiom is copied from that book. 】

444: ...I'm so tired.

No wonder it always felt that many of what the host said just now were somewhat familiar. After a long time, she learned from that book.

Suddenly thought of something... Before, when she was teaching the old Qiao's people how to behave, did she also learn from the book about the "hehe" smirking little hooligan?
And those words... Those words that tear up B, are they also borrowed?
444 suddenly wanted to go back, flip through the book carefully, and carefully read the contents inside.

Hui Niang was a little hesitant, and it took a while before she said: "This, this, your master is very good, very good, actually... actually..."

"Actually, your grandpa is also such a person. When he sees any injustice, he also likes to reach out to take care of it. Unfortunately, these years, my mother seldom goes back, and I don't know how your grandpa and grandma are doing."

Speaking of the latter, Hui Niang was a little homesick, missing her parents, and her expression was a little sad.

Yun Miao's eyes lit up slightly.

Suddenly want to meet this grandpa.

I don't know if I know martial arts. If I do, I can learn from it.

"It's good to be appointed. A person with grandpa's temperament must not suffer."

Hui Niang was much less worried, and smiled, "That's right, you still have two uncles, and they can't let your grandma and grandpa suffer."

The two elder brothers are very powerful people. They used to go out and walk in darts. They are people who have seen the world. They are also strong and strong, and they can protect their parents.

Yun Miao glanced at the blood-oozing pant leg of Qiao's father's leg, "Mother, go and help brother stew chicken, I will show Dad the wound on his leg."

Hui Niang hurriedly stood up, "I'll stay and help you."

"You can't help, you should watch over my younger brother, so as not to be bullied by others, that chicken can't be eaten by others." Let her stay, how can she take out the things in the space?
"Okay." Hui Niang hesitated for a moment, but went out anyway.

That chicken... the child's father is like this now, and he needs to make up for it, so he won't give it to the main house.

Thinking of chickens, she suddenly remembered that there was no green in the back mountain, and the prey was gone long ago.

Only the hills close to the deep mountains have some green and some small animals, but the number is very small, even the old hunting families in the village are hard to find.

(End of this chapter)