Chapter 20

Duan Zixiu's expression was so miserable that I couldn't bear to look at it directly, and I couldn't wait to cover my titanium alloy and scream.

Xiao Song silently turned away. When she heard the breathing close to her ear, she immediately widened her eyes... Damn it! Bandits! Hero! Can you do your duty? Why did you put this product here?!

I don't know when Duan Zixiu was only one step away from her, but Gu Zihuan didn't respond. He just looked at all this, and the tip of the knife in his hand coldly pointed to the large shadow on his face and couldn't see his expression clearly.

Xiao Song suddenly felt bad...

Her feelings have always been a little too accurate - Duan Zixiu held her tightly in his arms! Xiao Song undoubtedly has no advantage in confronting a strong middle-aged man. She almost doesn't even have a chance to resist, and her feet are already empty. She sent a distress signal to Gu Zihuan in horror, but the man who should have been stabbed only said, "If you have any last words, say it quickly!"

Damn it, you really regard yourself as the king of the ory! You have no future villain! You will suffer the soul of retribution!

Duan Zixiu pressed her head on his chest and said in a low voice, "Dad, you are so good. You used to be so obedient and clever... Can you tell Dad why?"

Xiao Songqiang smiled and said, "What is Dad talking about? Xiang'er doesn't understand."

Duan Zixiu said in a low voice, "When did my fragrance become less like the original fragrance?" He stroked Xiao Song's cheek and his face was full of attachment: "Since you are no longer your father's good boy, then... you can't blame your father." The voice behind was as low as a mosquito. Xiao Song was thinking about how to get out of trouble. He didn't hear it at all, and he didn't have the heart to listen to it, because... The bastard Duan Zixiu unexpectedly burst out a powerful force from nowhere and threw her out with lightning speed!!

Even Gu Zihuan, a person who grew up in a bandit's nest, knows this truth. Moreover, Duan Zixiu's folk comments have always been very good. He has always acted like a polite gentleman, and his elegant appearance is really too deceptive. Although he and Duan Zixiu are immortal enemies, he still has some respect for this enemy... Compared with those dog officials who are full of fat and greed and can only search for the fat of the people, Duan Zixiu is really many times stronger.

He was willing to respect this person, so before killing him, he gave him one last chance to explain his last words to his daughter. He would let him die decently... But he didn't expect that Duan Zixiu was also a well-dressed beast and would throw his own daughter to the tip of his knife!

Although Gu Zihuan is a bandit and has been stained with a lot of blood, he is not a bad person with no evil and no lower limit in nature. A person's birth is not a choice. He was born in a bandit's nest since he was a child, and he is destined that the people he will leave in the future must be completely different from ordinary people, but people's character can be tempered by himself. Gu Zihuan finally knew that many people were not bandits and well-dressed, but they turned out to be worse than bandits!

The back of the desk is a little narrow, which also limits Gu Zihuan's movement. Gu Zihuan stood with his back to the bookshelf and had no room to retreat. In fact, he did not expect that the Duan Zixiu would make trouble in such a form, so he was unprepared. When the little girl was thrown over by Duan Zixiu, Gu Zihuan had already seen Duan Zixiu rushing across the desk and rushed out. After all, the literati were literati, and they burst out for a momentary power because of the fear of death. After all, that hand was not comparable to a person like him who licks blood on the edge of the knife. He usually has a rather elegant clothes. On the way to escape, it became a burden. When crossing the desk, Duan Zixiu was even tripped, and the inkstone swept the floor, and the table was full of mess.

Gu Zihuan faced two choices. Regardless of the little girl's life or death, he directly went to chase Duan Zixiu, but if he avoided it, the little girl was bound to hit the bookshelf. In addition to books, the bookshelf was also full of some sharp ornaments. It is very likely to welcome the little girl by such a collision. It's death; or catch the little girl and give Duan Zixiu a chance to run out and call for rescue.

Instinctively defeated reason. At the most critical moment, Gu Zihuan took back the dagger and caught the little girl. The little girl was stunned, motionless, and her body was a little stiff. He put her on the ground and looked at her poor appearance. She was not strange and lively at first sight. For a moment, she was a little I can't bear it. If he hadn't involved her, the little girl wouldn't have encountered such a thing. He subconsciously stretched out his hand, touched her head, and whispered, "It's all right. Don't be afraid." His expression was a little stiff. Obviously, as a tough man who grew up in the bandit's nest, he was not used to such warmth.

When he threw down this sentence, he stepped over the table and went straight to the paragraph.

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Xiao Song was not scared. She may have been nervous before it happened, but it has happened, and she will be at ease. Anyway, it can't be stopped. It's better to face it calmly. At most, it's a 'death'. She just reappeared because she was too calm.

As for Duan Zixiu, she still doesn't hate it. It's still the same sentence. She can't hate those who have anything to do with it. It's not too much for him to use her as a shield. After all, it was she who led the bandits to his house. It was the most normal for him to do so, and it was also Xiao Song's most acceptable. To be honest, if Duan Zixiu repays her grievances with virtue, she may not be used to it. Anyway, if it were her, it would be impossible for her to do such a thankless stupid thing as repaying her with virtue.

Gu Zihuan caught up with Duan Zixiu in the yard. When his life was at stake, Duan Zixiu burst into amazing physical strength and acted very quickly. Even the bandit Gu Zihuan could not take him down for a while. At this time, the courtyard was built large, and all kinds of flowers and trees were planted, and the benefits of putting all kinds of rockery and rocks were obvious. Gu Zihuan was not as familiar with the layout of Duan Zixiu's yard. When he was blocked by this stone and the tree was covered, he really seemed to be very anxious for a while... However, Duan Zixiu was obviously more embarrassed than Gu Zihuan.

Xiao Song stood at the door and took a look, so he didn't plan to continue looking. While these two people are chasing me and playing happily, no one has noticed her. She can also take this rare opportunity to sneak away and do what she should do after going back. It's best to continue to pretend that nothing happened. If she is found to be with Duan Zixiu's body, she will not be well.

Unexpectedly, a not-tight figure appeared at the other end of the yard. After seeing the scene of chasing a fleeing, he shouted: "Father" and hurriedly ran to the two.

Duan Jiyun... Why did you come here?

Do you dare to come here to die?

Xiao Song shook her head. Although she felt a little sorry, after all, a young and successful teenager was about to die in front of her, which was a regrettable thing... However, she was no longer going to get involved in this matter. So, I can only apologize.

In the end, she didn't step out, not because she didn't want to, but she couldn't. Xiao Song's heart was so uncomfortable that it seemed that something was going to break out.

A young female voice begged in a low voice: "...Save Xiaoyun...Save Xiaoyun... Xiaoyun, you can't die!"

That's her own voice... No, it should be said that this is the original owner of this body, that is, Duan Nianxiang's voice!

What to save! Who can she save as a weak woman?

Xiao Song gritted her teeth and stubbornly dominated her body to walk out of the courtyard. Without taking two steps, her body seemed to be torn into countless pieces. With a sweet throat, she spit out a mouthful of blood. When her eyes were black, she didn't know anything.