God's hexagram favorite concubine

Chapter 1985 You Look Like a Giant Panda Now
The thug's eyes were full of disdain for Qingcheng, and he didn't even hide for a moment.

Among the crowd, only the dead head showed pity for his behavior towards him.

Brother, is it not good to live?Why do you want to die?

Sure enough, amidst Qingcheng's ear-piercing screams, the man with a face full of scars and a strong figure who looked like a hill was blown away by Qingcheng's fist.

Seeing this scene, those present who were originally complacent showed expressions as if they had seen a ghost.

What the hell is going on here? !

I saw that thug flew out directly. He smashed the wall of Persian Square, flew out of Persian Square, and fell on the street.

His body seemed to be embedded in the ground, he rolled his eyes, and passed out foaming at the mouth.

Without even looking carefully, everyone could see that the thug's body was full of wounds, and all the bones in his limbs were shattered into scum!
At that moment, the thugs stared at Qingcheng in horror, and then all took a step back.

"It's now, take this opportunity to sneak away!" The head of the dead grabbed Qingcheng's little hand, and led Qingcheng all the way to leave Persian Square.

Soon after, the sound of thugs chasing and cursing came from behind, and the dead head didn't care about 21, and directly hugged Qingcheng in his arms, and rushed to hide in a hidden alley.

The alley was dark, just enough to hide the dead head and Qingcheng's figure.

There was a lot of traffic on the street outside the alley, and the thugs hurriedly chased them out, but they never thought that they didn't see anyone. At that moment, a strong sense of frustration rose in their hearts, and they looked around.

"Don't worry, that bastard won't be able to run very far with the child. Let's search separately, and we must find that kid." The leader of the thugs raised his voice to cheer up his subordinates. After saying this, All the people moved forward together and dispersed to continue searching.

He quietly carried Qingcheng into the depths of the alley, and the dead head wandered around for a long time before finally taking Qingcheng back to the alley opposite the inn where they were staying.

After heaving a sigh of relief, the dead head did not enter the inn immediately, but carefully took a peek.

They lived on the third floor of the inn, the first, second, third, and third rooms on the left.

Peeping carefully, after the dead head confirmed that there was no light in the room, the heart that had been hanging in his throat finally let go, as if he had been relieved, "That's great, that's great, it seems that Old Tie Xia Haven't come back yet."

As the dead head said so, he glanced at Qingcheng who was holding him, "Qingcheng, how do you think Uncle Ni is doing now?"

Qingcheng blinked her big watery eyes, and said very straightforwardly, "Uncle Ni, you look like a giant panda that has grown up."

No wonder Qingcheng would say that, because the image of the dead head is ridiculous no matter how you look at it.

It had been punched several times on the face just now, its two eyes became pandas, not to mention the black and black eye sockets, its nose was still red, the corners of its mouth were still bruised, and its clothes were messed up and stained a lot. The dirt and dirt on the ground now looked wrinkled.

Naturally, Qingcheng was not much better, the bun on her head became messy, and she looked very embarrassed.

The dead head was sure that Xia Zishang hadn't come back, so he hugged Qingcheng and walked out of the alley with a relaxed tone at this moment, "Forget it, be more embarrassed, anyway, Xia Laotie can't see it."

After the dead head finished speaking, Qingcheng's small body stiffened as if it had been frozen.

(End of this chapter)