Chapter 1275

It wasn't attacked, but the white tiger threw xiaoshangyin down with a flying tiger.

"Hiss..."

The little guy was lying in the wet grass, his hands and face were all mud.

He got up with his mouth in his mouth, opened his five fingers and wiped it on his chest twice, "white, don't run around next time..."

The white tiger may also know that he made a mistake and rubbed his head against Shang Yin's face.

The little guy brushed the mud off his trouser legs, rubbed his knees, and limped along with the tiger's ears.

In the central control room, seeing this scene, he Chen narrowed his eyes and asked, "is this tiger a protected animal?"

Zuo Xuan said maybe.

He Chen hissed, "check whether it is illegal to eat it."

Zuo Xuan: "

He thought, are you still afraid of breaking the law?

Shang Yu, who was sitting in the boss's chair, didn't speak all the time.

The man's dark, cold and deep eyes, through infrared monitoring, stared at xiaoshangyin's staggering steps, both unhappy and distressed.

He Chen pointed at him with his shoes, "hurry and ask someone to bring him back."

"No need." Shang Yu's Adam's apple rolled and his tone was very restrained. "He needs to be responsible for his behavior."

He Chen hums and smiles, "he is only two years old. You need to be so strict with your son?"

"When his godfather was two years old, he was worse than him."

He Chen was stunned to respond for three seconds before returning to his taste. He immediately threw an eye knife at Shang Yu and stopped talking,

Fuck your good brother.

……

In the forest, although the cub was covered with mud and his little hand clutching the tiger's ear was sweating, his interest did not decrease at all.

As one man and one tiger gradually walked into the depths of the jungle, the little guy stepped on something carelessly and nearly tripped.

Then, the grass on the ground suddenly sat up, "my mother, why did you come in?"

The other party spoke with a little accent. Shang Yin distinguished it for a few seconds, "Uncle ah Hua?"

Ah Hua almost burst into tears, "little Yin, do you remember me?"

Shang Yin nodded without much explanation.

After all, the child is early witted and never forgets. He can pick the key points and remember the people and things he has seen.

The little guy looked at the green grass on ah Hua, pulled off one and turned, "uncle, what are you doing?"

Regardless of whether he could understand it or not, ah Hua spoke the rules carefully in a dialect.

Shang Yin vaguely pointed to the sign on his shoulder, "hit this hemp and win?"

"Yes, yes, that's it. As long as I smoke, madam... Er..."

With a puff, ah Hua's shoulder smoked.

Xiao Shangyin grinned, "thank you, uncle."

Ah Hua, who was sprayed with red smoke: "??"

Not far away, Li Qiao and Yin Mo also found the red smoke suddenly emerging from the forest.

Yin Mo looked back in surprise, "Qiao Qiao, did you fight?"

"No."

"Oh." Yin Mo thought for a few seconds, "maybe they accidentally broke the sign..."

Before the words fell, another red smoke came out of the forest on the right.

At this time, the cub clutched a small tree branch in his dirty hands. Every time he stepped on or bumped into a person, without saying a word, he raised the small tree branch and suddenly poked the identification point on each other's shoulder.

That night, when the three cousins ambushed in the forest were killed for no reason, the most heard sentence was: Thank you, uncle.

Streams of red smoke rose in different places. Li Qiao seemed to think, while Yin Mo whispered, "I hate it. How can he help me cheat again?"

Li Qiao narrowed her eyes shallowly, "it's not brother Chen."

"Is it Yan ye?" Yin Mo tilted his head and then smiled seriously: "Qiao Qiao, Yan ye must be worried by you."

He Chen in the central control room was as heavy as water, and his expression was gloomy and about to drop ink.

This woman really doesn't clean up and doesn't grow.

He he Chen's help is cheating, and Shang Shaoyan's help is worrying?

What kind of brainless thing did he marry back?

At 10:30 p.m., with the help of Shang Yinshen, 67 members of the three halls had been killed.

Roughly, the little guy's branch pierced at least ten identification points.

Although the purpose of entering the mountain is to find Ma Ma and godmother, it doesn't hinder him from helping.

Having learned from the past, members hiding in the dark no longer dare to act rashly.

But you can't be indifferent when you see Xiaoyin fall in front of you.

So, it was quiet for three or four minutes, and the red smoke began to come out without rhythm.

Until Li Qiao began to call people, "Yibao, come here."

Before the branch in xiaoshangyin's hand poked into the shoulder of his uncle opposite, he suddenly heard Li Qiao's call, and his big eyes lit up, "Ma Ma..."

"Poof -"

Even if he was found, he couldn't stop him from poking through his uncle's sign, then waving his small hand with a smile, "thank you, uncle."

After a while, the little guy pushed aside the grass and finally came to Li Qiao.

How to say, little Yin is a little sad.

On weekdays, the little white face is now covered with soil, a few leaves are still hanging on the little head, and even the back of the hand holding the tree fork is covered with a layer of red smoke powder.

As for the White Tiger... It's even worse.

The original king of the mountains, a pure white tiger, was covered with grass scraps, four claws were all mud, and one ear was also black.

But the white tiger was very happy. He turned around Li Qiao like a joy, and then fell on the grass and licked his claws.

Li Qiao squatted in front of Shang Yin and wiped his face. "Fell on the road?"

The little guy bent over and pointed to his knee. "Numb, it hurts here."

Shang Yin cleverly didn't answer Li Qiao's question, but began to sell miserably.

Obviously, I don't want my mother to know that he was thrown down by the white tiger.

Li Qiao bent over and rolled up his trouser legs, while Yin Mo stared around in case of a sneak attack.

"Qiao Qiao, why don't you take Yibao out first and I'll solve the rest."

Li Qiao raised her eyes and looked at the cub, "do you want to go out?"

"Ma Ma, did you win?"

"Not yet."

The little guy quickly stepped back and stopped Li Qiao from looking at her knee. "I don't hurt anymore."

Li Qiao's heart was suddenly soft, "can you hold it?"

"Yes." Shang Yin clenched the small tree branch in his hand and nodded heavily, "Ma Ma, I'll help you win."

Yin Mo on one side sighed with emotion: "Yibao is so good. Hold on. When we win, godmother will send her sister to your home."

He Chen in the central control room leaned back and knocked the back of his head on the back of the chair. "Shang Shaoyan, if you don't have a second child, I'll break up with you."

Shang Yu stared at the mother and son in the forest with a low and indifferent tone, "you can have three children and send he Yanmo to the residence."

"Order your face!" he Chen looked at the man fiercely and said in a low voice, "I was ligated last year. You don't fucking know."

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After reading yesterday's message, just two words, big head.

Let's talk about it: Luoyu, Bai Yan, Tang Yiting and Li Er are not written separately. They will be interspersed in the plot of the second child. I will fill in the dug pit.

But I didn't expect that so many people wanted to see the follow-up of Shang Yin and he Yanmo. After the second child, I would consider writing.

Finally: according to my outline, Shang Zonghai has no CP and can't follow up with Luo Xi. Even if it is written, it is also a tragic end. There is no need to put it outside. But after the full text is finished, I will write a free essay about their story and put it in my Weibo.

Think of these for the time being. Thank you for your support.

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