Chapter 17
Where did such a small girl come from?
Several Asura guards immediately looked towards Feng Fuce, waiting for him to make up his mind.
Feng Fuce raised his jaw.
Then Shura Wei stepped forward quietly, intending to kick away the head that was not far from Bai Zhi'er.
However, at this moment, Bai Zhi'er staggered on his little feet.
With a "slap", he fell into the snow.
Almost touched the bloody head.
When the round face was lifted up, the tip of the nose and the pink face were covered with snow dust.
The Shura guards were all taken aback.
Feng Fuce raised his eyebrows slightly, waiting for the little baby to cry.
However, Bai Zhi'er just sat there, like a helpless little milk bun.
"Hey..." She was stunned for a while, and then stood up with the support of her little hands.
Bai Zhi'er patted his cheek lightly with his fleshy little palm.
"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, dad is not here, no one will coax you when you cry, just hold back!"
Her words directly caused a Shura guard on the left to burst out laughing.
Although the voice was low, it stopped in time, but Bai Zhi'er still heard it.
"Huh? Sister Qingmei, I heard your voice!" The little guy was very excited, and walked slowly towards the direction of the voice with his little feet.
Feng Fuce narrowed his eyes, counting her steps.
If Bai Zhi'er took another seven steps, he would definitely step on the corpse.
And the blood splattered before, you don't need to take seven steps, you will also touch it.
Bai Zhi'er smelled an unusual fishy smell in the air.
She has never experienced bloody things, but she just thinks the smell is very unpleasant.
The little guy's slender eyebrows frowned.
"Sister Qingmei?" Her milky voice was tinged with confusion.
Feng Fuce didn't give an order, and Shurawei and the others naturally wouldn't stop him.
They watched Bai Zhi'er, approaching step by step, and were about to step on the body of the dead maid.
If he accidentally tripped and touched the sick body, the little milk baby would be miserable.
Bai Zhi'er didn't know.
In the silver-covered courtyard, the body of the first separated family in the pool of blood, and the blindfolded, it can be seen that the delicate and exquisite little man has strayed into the villain.
Such a scene, in Feng Fuce's eyes, had a different kind of interest.
Suddenly, Bai Zhi'er seemed to have stepped on something, it was hard.
It's the hilt of the long knife.
"Huh?" Bai Zhi'er hesitated for a moment, but still bent down and stretched out her little hand to feel what it was.
Before she could touch her, five chubby little fingers were pinched by another cold palm.
Bai Zhi'er's long eyelashes scratched the cloth in front of her eyes.
The childish voice asked: "Sister Qingmei, is that you?"
The other party didn't answer, but just grabbed her hand and gently brought her to the side.
Bai Zhi'er followed ignorantly.
The Shura guards watched as Feng Fuce took the little milk baby to the backyard.
They immediately took the sacks prepared in advance and covered them with sacks. The corpses had not been handled, but they had already been packed.
The action is smooth and smooth, in one go.
At this time, Feng Fuce had already led Bai Zhi'er and stood still in the backyard.
Seven or eight orange trees were planted in Shurawei's backyard, which was quite different from the cruel and ruthless style of the embroidered Shura envoys.
The oranges all over the tree are neither big nor small, full of orange red, and sweet to look at.
But no one dared to pick it, because they all knew that it was Hou Ye's orange tree.
At this time, Feng Fuce let go of Bai Zhier's hand.
The little guy subconsciously wanted to take off the cloth in front of him.
However, the other party held her down again.
In a moment, a round and cold object was stuffed into her little hand.
Bai Zhi'er put it under his little nose and sniffed.
It's the fragrance of oranges!
Her pink lips held a sweet smile: "Is it for the nest? Thank you!"
(End of this chapter)
Where did such a small girl come from?
Several Asura guards immediately looked towards Feng Fuce, waiting for him to make up his mind.
Feng Fuce raised his jaw.
Then Shura Wei stepped forward quietly, intending to kick away the head that was not far from Bai Zhi'er.
However, at this moment, Bai Zhi'er staggered on his little feet.
With a "slap", he fell into the snow.
Almost touched the bloody head.
When the round face was lifted up, the tip of the nose and the pink face were covered with snow dust.
The Shura guards were all taken aback.
Feng Fuce raised his eyebrows slightly, waiting for the little baby to cry.
However, Bai Zhi'er just sat there, like a helpless little milk bun.
"Hey..." She was stunned for a while, and then stood up with the support of her little hands.
Bai Zhi'er patted his cheek lightly with his fleshy little palm.
"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, dad is not here, no one will coax you when you cry, just hold back!"
Her words directly caused a Shura guard on the left to burst out laughing.
Although the voice was low, it stopped in time, but Bai Zhi'er still heard it.
"Huh? Sister Qingmei, I heard your voice!" The little guy was very excited, and walked slowly towards the direction of the voice with his little feet.
Feng Fuce narrowed his eyes, counting her steps.
If Bai Zhi'er took another seven steps, he would definitely step on the corpse.
And the blood splattered before, you don't need to take seven steps, you will also touch it.
Bai Zhi'er smelled an unusual fishy smell in the air.
She has never experienced bloody things, but she just thinks the smell is very unpleasant.
The little guy's slender eyebrows frowned.
"Sister Qingmei?" Her milky voice was tinged with confusion.
Feng Fuce didn't give an order, and Shurawei and the others naturally wouldn't stop him.
They watched Bai Zhi'er, approaching step by step, and were about to step on the body of the dead maid.
If he accidentally tripped and touched the sick body, the little milk baby would be miserable.
Bai Zhi'er didn't know.
In the silver-covered courtyard, the body of the first separated family in the pool of blood, and the blindfolded, it can be seen that the delicate and exquisite little man has strayed into the villain.
Such a scene, in Feng Fuce's eyes, had a different kind of interest.
Suddenly, Bai Zhi'er seemed to have stepped on something, it was hard.
It's the hilt of the long knife.
"Huh?" Bai Zhi'er hesitated for a moment, but still bent down and stretched out her little hand to feel what it was.
Before she could touch her, five chubby little fingers were pinched by another cold palm.
Bai Zhi'er's long eyelashes scratched the cloth in front of her eyes.
The childish voice asked: "Sister Qingmei, is that you?"
The other party didn't answer, but just grabbed her hand and gently brought her to the side.
Bai Zhi'er followed ignorantly.
The Shura guards watched as Feng Fuce took the little milk baby to the backyard.
They immediately took the sacks prepared in advance and covered them with sacks. The corpses had not been handled, but they had already been packed.
The action is smooth and smooth, in one go.
At this time, Feng Fuce had already led Bai Zhi'er and stood still in the backyard.
Seven or eight orange trees were planted in Shurawei's backyard, which was quite different from the cruel and ruthless style of the embroidered Shura envoys.
The oranges all over the tree are neither big nor small, full of orange red, and sweet to look at.
But no one dared to pick it, because they all knew that it was Hou Ye's orange tree.
At this time, Feng Fuce let go of Bai Zhier's hand.
The little guy subconsciously wanted to take off the cloth in front of him.
However, the other party held her down again.
In a moment, a round and cold object was stuffed into her little hand.
Bai Zhi'er put it under his little nose and sniffed.
It's the fragrance of oranges!
Her pink lips held a sweet smile: "Is it for the nest? Thank you!"
(End of this chapter)
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