General, Madam Called You To Farm

In the aunt's extremely complicated and astonished eyes, Jiang Guanchao finally understood something.

He said seriously: "No, I didn't."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Xiaobao's chubby hands grabbed the skirt of his clothes, pulled him to both sides, and buried his head into his arms.

aunt:"……"

Jiang Guanchao: "...!!"

The aunt ran away with her grandson in her arms, not forgetting to look back at Jiang Guanchao even after running a long distance.

Jiang Guanchao lifted a certain chubby guy up and said, "Did you do this on purpose?"

Wei Xiaobao looked innocent: "Wow wow wow~"

The corners of Yun Shuang's lips curled up.

This is probably a laugh.

She touched the corners of her mouth.

Well, it seems like it's getting easier and easier.

Jiang Guanchao is a grown man and not so thin-skinned.

Although not as thick as Wei Ting's.

He asked for two bowls of glutinous rice balls.

Wei Xiaobao could only watch but not eat. He sat on his lap and kept making trouble, either grabbing the spoon or the bowl.

"Ababa!"

The handsome men and women, coupled with such a cute little chubby boy, attracted the attention of many people, and even the business of the stall was booming than usual.

After eating glutinous rice balls, night fell and thousands of lights lit up the town.

Wei Xiaobao got excited when he saw the excitement.

Jiang Guanchao held her in his arms, facing outward.

Thanks to his amazing arm strength, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to hold this chubby little boy that kept flopping around.

"Ababa!"

Wei Xiaobao wanted to catch everything he saw.

She grabbed one and put it in her mouth. As soon as Jiang Guanchao took one away for her, she went to grab the next one.

When she visited a stall selling purses, she grabbed a purse embroidered with gold thread and refused to let go.

At this time, a two-year-old boy who was held by an adult next to him also took a fancy to the purse and reached out to grab Wei Xiaobao's.

Wei Xiaobao was so fierce: "Wow!"

The little boy was startled.

The next second, he was crying!

"What's wrong with your child-"

The little boy's father was about to reprimand Wei Xiaobao when he saw the murderous look in Shangjiang Guanchao's eyes, and was instantly frightened.

Wei Xiaobao held the river in his hand to commit the crime, whining so domineeringly that all the children in the street were frightened by Wei Xiaobao.

The three of them were walking on the crowded street.

Suddenly, Yunshuang said calmly: "Someone is following us."

Jiang Guanchao held Wei Xiaobao and walked outside Yunshuang, and responded lightly: "Yes."

"Are you an accomplice of the group at the inn?"

Yunshuang asked.

When she went to the inn, she smelled the smell of blood and saw the body lying in the room.

You don't need to guess to know that Jiang Guanchao took action.

She is not worried about Jiang Guanchao killing innocent people indiscriminately.

In fact, although Jiang Guanchao is a killer and treats human life as nothing, his actions are valuable.

Without a sky-high price, he was too lazy to kill.

If he was actually killed, then he would have been innocently killed.

Jiang Guanchao: "It should be."

Yunshuang asked: "What's the origin?"

Jiang Guanchao replied: "Fuso Killer."

Yun Shuang frowned: "It's the Fusang killer again? Coming for you?"

Jiang Guanchao: "No."

Yunshuang: "Me?"

Jiang Guanchao: "No."

Yun Shuang looked at the little chubby boy in his arms: "Xiao Bao?"

Wei Xiaobao, who suddenly heard his name, looked at Yunshuang cutely: "Wow~"

Yunshuang rubbed her little head gently.

After being touched, Wei Xiaobao happily sat on Jiang Guanchao's arm and fluttered his little arms and legs.

While paying attention to the movement behind him, Jiang Guanchao said calmly: "The Fuso Killer is catching babies born in August."

Yun Shuang suddenly realized: "No wonder they are targeting Xiaobao, but why are they arresting a baby born in August?"

"I don't know." Jiang Guanchao glanced at the approaching shadow on the ground. "You take her away first, and I will deal with them."

Yunshuang said: "Together."

Jiang Guanchao gave Yunshuang a strange look: "It's up to you."

Jiang Guanchao hugged Wei Xiaobao tighter and walked toward a sparsely populated area.

When they left the market town and came to a secluded country road, the group of Fuso killers finally appeared.

Two people blocked the escape route of the three, while the other two used Qing Kung to block the way of the three.

These Fuso killers are different from the ones who sneaked into the Wei family's mansion last night. They have tongues and can speak.

"What are they talking about?" Yunshuang asked.

Jiang Guanchao said: "In Fusang dialect, they said that Wei Xiaobao doesn't look like an eight-month-old child. Another one said that they will know after arresting us and questioning him."

Yunshuang said lightly: "That's right, I also have this intention."

She wanted to see what the purpose of these Fuso people was in arresting an eight-month-old child!

She swept towards the two Fuso killers in front of her.

Fuso Killer, who was originally standing in the middle of the path, suddenly took a step back and disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye.

"snort."

Yun Shuang snorted coldly. She didn't know what Fusang's secret technique was last night, which allowed that person to take advantage of a small loophole.

Not tonight.

She looked at the dark night and listened to the sound of the night wind.

In an instant, she suddenly slapped her left hand!

A black shadow was blown away by the force of her palm, and the Ninja sword in her hand fell heavily, and the light of the sword flashed across Yun Shuang's eyes.

Yun Shuang closed her eyes slightly.

The man disappeared again.

Yunshuang moved her fingertips and shot out two pear blossom darts.

It seems to be facing forward.

In fact, the second and third pear blossom darts hit the tail of the first pear blossom dart, turning it around and shooting towards the back of Yunshuang.

The Fuso killer behind him had his throat cut instantly by the pear blossom dart, and the blood splattered stained his companion's clothes red.

Following the thick bloody smell, Yunshuang rose into the sky, raised her hand gently, and smashed the opponent's tendons with one palm!

However, no one expected that there was a mechanism on the opponent's left arm!

A Ninja sword suddenly caught fire and stabbed Yunshuang's face with blazing flames.

Yunshuang's face changed slightly.

In the flash of light and stone, a big hand with distinct joints clasped the red-hot ninja sword.

He coldly broke the ninja sword and stabbed it into the opponent's right eye!

"Uh-huh——"

Accompanied by an extremely shrill scream, the man's entire face was on fire.

He fell to the ground in pain and burned himself alive.

Yun Shuang looked at Jiang Guanchao's burned palms: "Your hands..."

Jiang Guanchao shook his hand expressionlessly, and the flame went out.

He walked towards the Fuso killer who was captured alive by him: "I know you know the Central Plains dialect, so why are you here in the Central Plains catching an eight-month-old child?"

Fuso Killer stubbornly refused to speak.

"Aba Aba~"

Wei Xiaobao, who was covered in his arms with his coat, wanted to come out and have a look.

Jiang Guanchao used his uninjured hand to hold Wei Xiaobao's head and let her lean on his chest obediently.

"It seems you don't want to say it."

"I don't know, I don't know anything!"

Fuso Killer said that he was going to kill himself.

Jiang Guanchao trampled on his hand bones and silenced his throat: "You are not qualified to die happily."

"Aba Aba!"

Wei Xiaobao is coming out.

Jiang Guanchao moved his fingertips, and a cold inner force invaded Fuso Killer's veins: "Heart Yin!"

The night is like ink, and the bright moon is like a knife.

The muscles and veins all over Fuso Killer's body exploded inch by inch, and he was rolling on the ground in pain, wailing silently.

Jiang Guanchao and Yunshuang walked side by side on the quiet path.

Jiang Guanchao was wearing a white middle coat, and in his arms was Wei Xiaobao, who was carried in a black outer robe.

Wei Xiaobao ate his hands innocently and cutely: "Abba, Abba."

The breeze picked up, and their clothes were blown together.

He had committed too many crimes and was filled with murderous aura, like the Nine Nether Demon Emperor stepping on a mountain of corpses and bones.

Yunshuang's aura was not eroded by his murderous aura at all, like a purple lotus that was not stained by dust.

"Where to go now?"

Yunshuang asked.

Jiang Guanchao said: "I just let one go. Follow him and go straight to Fusang's lair."

Yunshuang: "Okay."

Wei Xiaobao: Wow wow wow!