shock!The tyrant's group pet cub is the daughter of heaven

Chapter 45 Don't Touch Her!dirty!will be sick!
On the palace road.

Bai Xilie walked forward with Bai Zhi'er in his arms, Feng Fuce and several Shura envoys quietly followed behind the father and daughter together with the imperial guards.

"Zhier, Daddy will go to the imperial study to approve the memorial later, and come to have dinner with you in the evening, okay?"

The little guy is very well-behaved.

Her big bright eyes blinked: "Daddy, you don't need to send Wo back to Ruizhu Palace, just let Wo lead Sister Qingmei and walk over there, Daddy hurry to see the memorial!"

The little man loves his father so much that he doesn't want him to send him off.

Bai Xilie was deeply moved.

No matter how reluctant he is, he can only hand Bai Zhi'er to Qingmei first.

The sooner you read the scriptures, the sooner you can come to accompany your daughter.

Bai Xilie told Feng Fuce worriedly: "Marquis Wan Zong, you go back with the princess."

Feng Fuce nodded: "Okay."

The little guy's hand was clenched by Qingmei.

Bai Zhi'er could feel Qingmei's fingertips trembling slightly, she didn't look sideways, and didn't dare to look at the group of Shura envoys behind her.

Uh~ Sister Qingmei is so scared!
A group of people walked forward, no one spoke, only the rustling sound of footsteps stepping on the snow.

At this moment, at the corner of the palace road not far away, a screaming woman suddenly rushed over.

Her hair was disheveled and she looked like a ghost, looking back as she ran, as if she was terrified.

Qingmei hurriedly protected Bai Zhi'er, she said in horror: "What is that!"

Only when the woman was approaching, everyone saw clearly that it was a silk kite!
There were several bloody cuts on her body, which looked very terrifying.

"Help! Someone is going to kill me!" Seeing Bai Zhi'er and the others, Sizheng ran over regardless.

Behind her, a Shura envoy with a sword appeared.

Feng Fuce frowned coldly in an instant, with deep dissatisfaction in his eyes.

I can't do this little thing well.

The Asura envoy who chased and killed Sizheng obviously did not expect Sizheng to have such great strength to escape.

It almost killed her.

There was a trace of solemnity on Bai Zhi'er's small face.

She took Qingmei's hand: "Sister Qingmei, follow Wo back."

This silk kite is covered with black mist that represents sickness!
Although she was not completely close, Bai Zhi'er could already smell the stench coming from her.

When the little guy was born, he was nourished by his mother's blessings.

What I eat is Xianfeng Yulu, and I live in Qionglou Tiangong.

She doesn't like this bad smell of sickness at all!
Feng Fuce ordered in a cold voice: "Stop Sizheng, don't let her come over."

The Asura envoys beside him immediately rushed forward, drawing out their swords one after another.

Bai Zhi'er raised her milky voice, a little anxiously: "No! Don't touch her! Dirty! You'll get sick!"

After hearing what the princess said, the Asura envoys hesitated for a moment, and the silk kite had already dodged their swords.

She was frightened and pale like a ghost, and immediately ran in front of Qingmei.

Bai Zhi'er grabbed Qingmei's hand and was about to pull her back.

Unexpectedly, Sizheng stretched out her sharp-nailed hand to hug Bai Zhi'er!
She wants to hold the little princess hostage, so that she can escape from the Shura envoy!

At this critical moment, Bai Zhi'er fell into a cold embrace.

Feng Fuce hugged her with a palm, and leaped back, avoiding the kite directly.

Qingmei also immediately made a blocking movement.

She pounced on the silk kite and pinned her down in the snow!
Bai Zhi'er's voice was full of worry: "Sister Qingmei!"

Feng Fuce hugged the little guy tightly, and ordered in a cold voice: "Kill the Sizheng."

Following his order, the Shura envoys no longer hesitated, and pierced the heart of the kite with their swords.

(End of this chapter)