"A cat is fighting with a group of dogs! Come and see!"

"Come on, bet, dog or cat!" another set up a gambling stand on one side.

Song Ningyu took a smoke from the corner of her mouth. The Xiao family really deserves to be a business family. They make good money. No one will believe that this little tiger cat in Song Ningyu's arms can fight a large group of dogs!

Gong Zilin stood beside song Ningyu and touched his chin: "madam, do we want to earn some pocket money?" after all, they don't have much money.

Song Ningyu picked an eyebrow: "if the baby gets in, it will get 37 points. If she loses, it will be her own."

Gong Zilin gave a thumbs up: "or the lady has foresight!"

Xiao Baobao doesn't care whether you have three or seven minutes. During the half tea time, people in the old city gathered towards the Huaxiang building for more than half a month. Song Ningyu closed the doors and climbed up to the second floor to see the good play.

The whole street was closed. Under the command of the black-and-white double difference, high observation platforms were stationed on both sides, and hundreds of large and small dogs were put on the closed street.

Gong Zilin pushed song Ningyu's wheelchair to stop at the door. She patted the tiger cat in her arms: "either don't do it, or don't be merciful."

The little tiger cat shook his body. In fact, if you look carefully, you can see some blood on the dark tiger spot pattern of the tiger cat, but the goods are always clean and almost cleaned up!

It shook its small body and slowly swayed to the street.

The doors and windows of Huaxiang building are also closed tightly. Gong Zilin holds song Ningyu and selects the best position on the second floor to watch the excitement. Song Ningyu can't see it. He only hears Wang's body below. The crowd roars in groups. Most of them win by buying dogs

This hard battle lasted until noon. Even the dignitaries in the old city of those months also participated in it. The whole street was surrounded and crowded. Everyone cheered and shouted one after another.

Xiao Baobao's crisp voice has become a little hoarse since she called in the morning. Ouyang Huo couldn't hear her. Song Ningyu sighed silently. It seems that Ouyang's road to recruit his wife is still very long.

On the first floor, the voices sounded one after another. Gong Zilin stood beside song Ningyu and couldn't help clapping his hands and saying, "madam, you are a lucky star for your husband! I didn't expect this guy to be small and have such strong combat effectiveness. If the enemy sends a wolf dog in the next war, we'll send it out!"

... send a cat against the wolves? Kui Gong Zilin wants to come out!

The scorching sun should be with a warm audience. For a moment, the owners of those dogs didn't know whether to be happy or worried. After all, my dog died. After all, I still lost a lot of money when my dog died!

A chaotic battle was finally over. The little tiger cat slowly licked its paws in the pile of dog corpses and stood on the seventh floor terrace. The man with a snowy coat picked his eyebrows: "I didn't expect that this little guy was as quiet as her master. If he moved, it would be amazing."

Xiao Kun didn't get out of the shadow of the owner of famous flowers. He looked at the gradually opening Street downstairs. Oh. It was never meant to be.

Regardless of the tiger cat's blood, Xiao Baobao held her in his arms and smiled out of sight: "ah, my tiger cat is so powerful. If you were like that just now, if you were seen by your eldest brother, you must be the guard cat of the Xiao family! Will you follow me in the future? If I don't have money one day, you can kill a dog for me..."

... shopkeeper Yan's face was stiff. He glanced at the group of people who were half happy and half sad. Then look at the dogs who died miserably. Where did the little tiger come from?

The little body is like a tiger in a group of crazy dogs. Once the claws are thrown away, it will not fail

Since then, there has been a story of the lone cat man group fighting a large group of mad dogs within a hundred miles in the old city

The little tiger cat struggled to escape from Xiao Baobao's hand. The dog blood on Xiao Baobao's body rubbed clean and licked the blood on her claws. Then she jumped into song Ningyu's arms.

Xiao Baobao turned to hold Ouyang fire. Ouyang fire moved aside. His tone was slightly cold: "go and wash it."

"Hum! Brother Ouyang, you don't want me either! I'll find my eldest brother!"

Song Ningyu followed the tiger cat's hair, and his tone was as cool and calm as ever: "next time you make trouble, you'll clean up the mess yourself."

The little tiger cat's neck shrunk and suddenly became clever. It's really a good thing! Gong Zilin sighed silently, thinking that his generation of emperors had been carried into song Ningyu's hands willingly!

"Baby, I haven't seen you for a long time. It's getting more and more mischievous." Qinglang's voice was a bit calm and a bit spoiled. The voice came down slowly from upstairs. Xiao Baobao was shocked, turned and ran towards the sound source.

It's like getting married in eighteen miles: "big brother!"

Xiao Baobao was overjoyed. She took Xiao Kun and said with a smile: "brother, I want to marry sister song! What do you say?"

Xiao Kun stood in front of song Ningyu's wheelchair. With that look, Gong Zilin felt that his authority had been violated, so he leaned close to song Ningyu's ear and said intimately, "this is the eldest brother of the Little Miss Xiao."

Xiao Kun was silent for a while. He smiled bitterly at Song Ningyu and said, "girl, meet again."

Song Ningyu took Gong Zilin's hand and clasped his fingers. She said with a smile: "the childe talked and laughed. Song didn't remember meeting the childe."

Gong Zilin immediately felt complete. He pushed song Ningyu's wheelchair and smiled at Xiao Kun with a cold face: "since my wife said so, I think patriarch Xiao recognized the wrong person."

Xiao Kun was slightly stunned, nodded and sighed, "it's about right, baby. Thank you for taking care of it."

For Ouyang Huo, this is the future brother-in-law! He rubbed Xiao Baobao's long hair and spoiled it: "don't be polite, brother."

……

Even if your daughter-in-law doesn't grab it, you'll lose your favorite sister from childhood to childhood! Xiao Kun is very melancholy! While it was still early, the party decided to set out for the imperial city of the Western Kingdom, Xigu city.

Song Ningyu and Xiao Baobao are still a carriage, but there are two more people in the eight horse carriage, a master of the holy doctor's Pavilion dressed like snow, and a calm and handsome head of the Xiao family.

With these two big men in the town, those who had come to pick things up also calmed down one after another. From the old city to Xigu city this month, they have to pass through three cities in the middle of the road. Eight horses go along the official road. In addition, the horse behind is still under the banner of the Xiao nationality, so they travel safely all the way.

The leader of the holy medicine Pavilion looked straight at Song Ningyu and stared at him for two hours until Gong Zilin's anger was about to break out. He asked coldly, "how's brother Chunsu?"

Song Ningyu stroked the little tiger and cat in her arms, looking a little sad: "Lord Lao, remember, my teacher has passed away."