shock!The tyrant's group pet cub is the daughter of heaven

Chapter 319 Brother Fuce Smells So Good, Suck
The beggar was stunned for a moment.

Just now, his heart seemed to be blown by a warm current.

I didn't expect to live to this age, to be comforted by a little milk baby.

Bai Zhi'er took out a few copper coins from his purse and put them in his hand.

"Take it to eat~"

The moment he was silent, Bai Zhi'er had already picked up the paper kite, and ran aside to play with the Fang family siblings.

At some point, the beggar left quietly.

After a while, Feng Fuce brought two Shura envoys to the training ground.

Today the young boy is wearing a silver-trimmed black dress, his figure is thin and tall, and he has an aura of indifference.

Under the long eyebrows on the face, there is a pair of cold eyes that keep calm and sober whenever and wherever.

Feng Fuce came to pick up Bai Zhi'er.

After returning to the palace, Bai Xilie told him that the little guy hoped that he would pick him up.

So he kept waiting, and finally waited until she was about to leave school, and came over half an hour early.

Now, he saw Bai Zhi'er playing happily among his classmates.

He didn't go up to bother directly.

Instead, he just brought people along and watched from a distance.

His expression was indifferent, his brows and eyes were cold.

But every time he saw Bai Zhi'er running with his little feet like a cheerful little animal, deep in Feng Fuce's eyes, there was always an inadvertent chuckle.

suddenly!

Bai Yanyan pulled the string, and quietly approached Bai Zhi'er who was playing.

She moved very carefully, occasionally moving a step, and no one noticed that she was approaching intentionally.

After all, the martial arts training ground is full of students playing and releasing paper kites.

But Feng Fuce is far away, no one can escape his sharp eyes.

The moment Bai Yanyan approached Bai Zhi'er, Feng Fuce frowned.

The seemingly ordinary silver thread of a paper kite is made of cotton cloth, but once it is released into the air, it strangles the neck or hurts the eyes, and the consequences are unimaginable.

From the corner of her eyes, Bai Yanyan kept staring at the small figure of Bai Zhi'er not far away.

When she was in the village before, she saw Erhu next door accidentally strangle his own sister with a kite string.

When the silver thread was pulled, even the skin was worn out.

If it was any faster, he might die!

Bai Yanyan didn't want to kill Bai Zhi'er, she just wanted to teach the little guy a lesson.

Who asked Bai Zhier to ask a beggar to help release the paper kite? It was her fault first!

However, Bai Yanyan didn't wait to get close to Bai Zhi'er.

There was a figure standing beside the little guy, directly blocking Bai Yanyan's line of sight.

The appearance of Feng Fuce made all the students present stop holding the paper kites in their hands.

They hurriedly stood together in twos and threes, watching in fear, this legendary Wan Zonghou who had killed too many people and committed serious crimes.

There are bold ones who whisper—

"Why is Wan Zonghou here? Did someone make a mistake again?"

"It's scary. I heard that he smells very bloody, and you can smell it if you get closer!"

Feng Fuce listened to these people's discussions, as if he had gotten used to it.

Those cold eyes were completely calm, and never showed any anger.

Ordinary people are like ants, he doesn't need to care about their comments.

But Bai Zhi'er heard everyone's discussion, turned around and found Feng Fuce had come.

"Brother Fuce!" The little guy smiled brilliantly, "Why are you here!"

"When will school be over? I'll take you back to the palace." Feng Fuce said calmly.

The people around gasped.

Why is Wan Zonghou different from the rumored murderous, cold-blooded and cruel?

Sweat was already oozing from Bai Zhi'er's forehead, and his little face was flushed red.

"It will take a while, Brother Fuce, come early!"

After finishing speaking, she put down the paper kite and threw herself directly into Feng Fuce's arms.

"Brother Fuce smells so good, why don't you bring me something to eat!" When the little guy said this, his round eyes seemed to casually glance over the students talking around.

(End of this chapter)