Shhh!The ghost king arrives

Chapter 245 Don't get confused just because the weakness is in the opponent's hands
"Don't be surprised, didn't you talk to me in this tone before you met me?"

Feng Xin's eyes dimmed slightly, why couldn't she remember?

Ziyu was taken aback, when did she dare to talk to Feng Xin like this?Why can't she remember?

Feng Xin held Ziyu's small hand who was still in a daze, Feng Xin's hand was different from Jin Hanxuan's warmth, it was very cold, and the temperature was almost the same as that of the Demon Realm.

The little bun bit his moist lips, looked at Feng Xin's dog's paw holding Ziyu, and fixedly stared at Feng Xin's back.

The mother is still in the hands of this bad bank, what if the mother is sold, abused by the bad bank, kidnapped and torn apart..., what should I do?

The little guy made up all kinds of strange possibilities in his head, the only thing that remained the same was that the victim must be his mother, and the one who harmed his mother must be the bad guy Feng Xin.

The little guy caught up with Feng Xin's footsteps with thumping legs, staring at Feng Xin holding Ziyu's hand, bad silver, actually holding the hand of Ben Baobao's mother, you must know that his father and Ben Baobao didn't see his mother either. I've held hands with him several times, but my mother's hand was actually held by this bad silver! !
When Ziyu came back to his senses, Feng Xin had already taken him to the busiest market in Shanghai.

The little guy was hugged by Ziyu, and Baozi's face was full of depression.

"That's not..., uh."

A hand behind her covered her mouth in time, "Hush! Keep your voice down."

Li Zixiao nodded, Mo Yuan let go, and Li Zixiao whispered, "What should I do?"

Everyone looked at Jin Hanxuan with the same movement, Jin Hanxuan had a gloomy and handsome face, and stared closely at Feng Xin holding Ziyu's dog's paw.

Feng Xin, you are courting death!
"Jin Hanxuan, what should we do now?"

Mo Yuan tilted his head, wisely not to offend the jealous person next to him.

"Give him to Feng Xin now!"

As soon as Jin Hanxuan finished speaking, Tang unexpectedly rejected Jin Hanxuan's idea.

"Don't be confused just because your weakness is in the hands of your opponent."

Jin Hanxuan was stunned, and looked around the street, "There is a martial arts competition ahead, and according to Ziyu's temperament, she must go back.

"Go and replace the bride in the martial arts competition with the person Feng Xin cares about the most. When you say you meet an old friend again, what kind of performance will Feng Xin do?"

"There's a martial arts competition ahead, let's go and see!"

With her slender fingers, Ziyu pointed to the place where the arena was placed in front of the crowded restaurant.

Feng Xin frowned slightly. There are a lot of monsters in front of him, which also means that he may get separated from Ziyu. If Ziyu is separated, he will definitely be in danger. A human can easily win with any little monster here. Ziyu is a weak woman who doesn't know the wind.

However, looking at Ziyu's apricot eyes full of hopeful eyes, he was not willing to refuse after all.

"Okay, don't get separated from me later."

Of course I hope to get separated from you, but Ziyu replied perfunctorily, "Yeah, I definitely won't get separated from you, definitely not."

Little Baozi's eyes lit up, and he snickered while lying on Ziyu's fragrant shoulder, saying that he had a chance to escape.

Feng Xin walked in helplessly with Ziyu, and noticed a gaze following him.

Feng Xin raised her head and looked at the woman sitting on the wooden chair upstairs who was so surprised that she didn't even know that Ziyu who was walking behind him was being dragged away by Jin Hanxuan.

"Jin Hanxuan."

"Dad."

Jin Hanxuan nodded helplessly, "Yes."

Jin Hanxuan was afraid that Feng Xin would turn his head around, so he hurriedly took Ziyu's little hand and walked away.

"No other man is allowed to hold your hand. Next time I will chop off his hand and feed it to the dog."

Ziyu chuckled, "Do you want to have another time?"

Jin Hanxuan glanced at him with sharp eyes, Ziyu laughed, of course there will be no next time, she doesn't want to see Jin Hanxuan like she owes more than 100 million.

　... The manuscript was swallowed during the New Year, and my mood fell into a trough, and I died of depression.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)