When the full-level boss picks up the zero-level petite bag

Chapter 112 General, You Are So Fierce (11)

Luo Xiaohua's eyes widened, and she raised her hand across her neck, "If you hear it, you will die."

Qi Nanxing lowered his head and lowered his eyes.

"Sister, listen to me, take good care of the general, maybe you can get rid of your status as a slave in the future, and have a good hope." Luo Xiaohua continued to comfort her.

"En." Qi Nanxing didn't answer any more, and pulled the weeds silently.

Yes, she has to serve that general well, so that she can have a chance to take revenge.

……

"What about the people inside?"

After opening the curtain and seeing no one, Jing Ce walked out in a panic, looked at the guard and asked.

"I was called away by the person in charge of the rear battalion this morning, General." The guard replied seriously.

Jing Ce's expression turned cold.

[System: Host, don't worry, I will tell you if Miss Nan Xing is in danger. 】

【If you are really useful, this general won't need to wear that hat! 】

[System: ...] Why can't I think about it after going around.

[System: Host, you still care about Miss Nan Xing. 】

[Caring about her and tolerating that child are two different things. 】

Jing Ce strode towards the back camp while complaining to the system.

[System: If there is such a child, do you want to raise the host? 】

[Heh, try it! 】

It's fine to have a child, but he has to raise it!
He just stabbed himself and Qi Nanxing to death!

[The system wants to explode: No way, it violates the task flow. 】

【…】

……

"Hey, the general let you go." A guard stepped forward and shouted.

Qi Nanxing was so absorbed in pulling weeds that he never thought that this person was calling him.

"Hey!" The guard held a knife and was about to hit her on the back.

"stop!"

Hearing a cold scare, the guard quickly put away the knife, turned around respectfully, and shouted: "General."

"Your knife is for dealing with enemies, not women." Jing Ce looked at him with a look of solemnity in his eyes.

"Yes!"

Hearing a slightly familiar voice, Qi Nanxing turned his head away.

Facing her bright eyes and small yellow face, Jing Ce calmly told the people around him, "She won't be used to do anything in the future."

"Yes!"

Jing Ce bent down to pick up the squatting person, and hugged her tightly with his powerful arms. His low and cold voice was slightly angry, "Run around? Want to die?"

Qi Nanxing pursed his lips and said nothing, not daring to provoke him casually.

Seeing that she didn't refute, Jing Ce became even more unhappy, little boring gourd!
He carried her all the way back to the camp, threw her on the bed, and said in a rough tone habitually: "Go and wash your face."

"Yes, General." She hugged her stomach weakly and slowly climbed out of bed.

Seeing her immobility, Jing Ce gritted his teeth, "Sit!"

Qi Nanxing stopped immediately, raised his head, there seemed to be some doubts in his eyes.

Jing Ce went to fetch water with a dark face, took a clean handkerchief, moved the stool and sat down in front of her, "Sit down and don't move."

"General, slave... Do it yourself." Qi Nanxing was a little scared, and suddenly changed his temper. Could it be that he wants to send her on the road?

"If you move around again, your hand will be chopped off!" His cold and fierce eyes stared at her hand.

Qi Nanxing quickly put his hands back into his arms, holding his stomach in fear, and looked at Jing Ce with some vigilance.

Jing Ce: "..."

He reached out to wipe her face clean, then snatched her hand to wash and dry it, looking at her fair and clean face, Jing Ce's temper was only a little better.

(End of this chapter)