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Chapter 304 For Lao Tzu's Little Leng Xia

Chapter 304 For Lao Tzu's Little Leng Xia (5)
Daqin God of War narrowed his eyes, reading each word, lingering on each word for a long time, for fear of missing even a single punctuation.

Seeing Leng Xia talking about the thrill of Xiao Feng's childbirth, he frowned. Seeing the cuteness of the child, he curled up his lips, seeing...

Ok?
Gone?

Daqin God of War searched left and right, read the letter dozens of times, and was finally convinced that there was not even a single "missing you" in it!

He gritted his teeth fiercely, and a loud "creaking" sound could be heard throughout the room. This lioness dared not miss him after a few days of not seeing him!

See how he teaches her when she comes back!
bed!

He turned his resentment into resentment, and read the letter over and over again in a useless manner, rubbing every word with his rough fingertips...

Suddenly, the Great Qin God of War was stunned.

A thought popped up in my mind, giving birth is so thrilling, what if the lioness doesn't want to give birth because of this incident?
I don't want to have a baby or the second thing, what if I don't even allow intimacy?
Zhan Beilie was vigilant, and quickly mobilized the image of Xiao Lengxia, and then mobilized the charming picture of the two of them being intimate, and the two pictures were presented alternately in front of him...

Snapped!
The Great Qin God of War rose up against the crime, this is absolutely not possible!
For Lao Tzu's little Leng Xia, for Lao Tzu's sexual blessing...

This is a problem.

Gogan City.

Dark clouds covered the sky and piled up over the town, and a few faint rays of sunlight penetrated through the thick clouds and lightly sprinkled on the market, reflecting the panic and panic on the faces of every citizen.

The street market was full of noise and chaos, and the number of pedestrians increased for no reason. A lot of people were carrying huge bags, dragging their families and rushing towards the north city gate.

During the pushing and shoving, the donkey cart pulled by an old man was tilted to and fro, and the things piled up on it fell to the ground with a "crash". .

The old man sat down on the ground, patted his legs and cried and cursed bitterly: "Die! I don't know how to respect old people!"

A girl from Beiyan trotted for two steps, quickly helped him pick up the things in the fast-moving crowd, and asked, "Master, why is the city in such a mess so early in the morning?"

The old man wiped his tears, saw that the things had been tidied up, gave the woman a grateful look, quickly pulled up the donkey cart and drove towards the north gate, and an explanation came from his hunched back: "Itan City It has been defeated by Daqin!"

The woman half-understood, trotted back to the side of the street, and asked: "The city of Yitan has been captured, why are they so anxious to run?"

The other woman wore a pure white fox fur cloak, exuding a cold aura all over her body. She looked around at the fleeing crowd, and then at the already deserted street market. Many shops had already pulled down the gates. Putting on the "Closed Business" seal, she said calmly: "Gegen City is adjacent to Yitan, and that side has been laid down, and this is the next turn. How can the people not be afraid of war?"

The girl from Beiyan curled her lips and said puzzledly: "Then there is no need to be in such a hurry, it will take several days before Daqin's army arrives!"

"If you don't hurry up, how will they escape when the city guard orders to close the gates and seal the city?" The woman knocked on her head, looked around, strode forward, and said as she walked, "What should I buy for that little one?" Woolen cloth!"

These two people are Leng Xia and Zhuma who went out to buy things for the baby.

Zhuma has been staying here with them for a few days, looking for opportunities to talk to Zhong Chi every day, but all she gets is a cold ass. The girl has been depressed for a few days, and her bright little face has lost all color.

Leng Xia looked pitiful, so she asked her to come out to let the wind go, but she didn't expect to see such a desolate scene.

As they walked, they searched for the shops that were still open. They bought rattles, windmills, puppets, and everything that children could play with.

Zhuma hugged a lot of toys, followed Leng Xia like a small tail, bit her lip, and summoned up her courage to ask, "Sister Leng Xia, he... who is he?"

Leng Xia raised her eyebrows and asked casually, "What do you think?"

"I don't know..." Zhuma sighed, shook her head and said, "I feel that he is not an ordinary businessman. After knowing my identity, his attitude has completely changed."

She recalled it and thought it over: "It's not because of my honorable status that I'm in awe and fear, it's not because I don't belong to the right family that I stay away from it, but... it's..."

Leng Xia paused, turned her head to look at her, is this a woman's intuition about love?

Her eyes lit up, and she walked quickly towards a weapons shop in front of her. Zhuma was thinking about whether to tell her guess, but seeing that Leng Xia had gone far, she hurriedly followed.

In the weapon shop.

The heat wave inside the shop was in stark contrast to the ice and snow outside. A man was half bent over, standing by the stove forging iron. When he saw the two people enter the door, he tore off the towel on his shoulders and wiped the pimples all over his face. Sweating profusely, he panted and said, "Just take a look."

Leng Xia looked at the rows of weapons hanging, and asked Zhuma: "If you two are hostile, how do you choose?"

She raised her face and answered firmly: "If you marry a chicken, follow the chicken, and if you marry a dog, follow the dog!"

This weapon shop is extremely complete, with all kinds of knives, guns, swords and halberds. Her eyes fell on a delicate and small dagger, with a small gemstone inlaid on the sheath, which was dazzling under the light of the fire.

She took off the dagger, weighed it in her hand a few times, and asked, "What about your father?"

Zhuma didn't seem to have thought about this question at all. When asked, she froze on the spot and didn't answer. It took a long time before she murmured: "Can't we have both..."

Leng Xia won't make decisions for her, and it's not up to others to decide this kind of thing. She pulled out the dagger with a "swipe", and the sharp white light flashed, and the sharpness was menacing!

"Miss, you have a good eye. This dagger is the treasure of the shop. It was handed down by the villain." The man sized her up from head to toe. Do it, otherwise he wouldn't sell the dagger.

(End of this chapter)

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