This must not work! Isn't that generation chaotic?
But seeing that xiaotuanzi is not easy to get close to herself, if she says so, she's afraid she'll lose xiaotuanzi for a long time.
"Well... Even if we don't call our mother, we are a family in our hearts."
Although a little lost, but listening to the material joy, they are still a family, and the small group nodded.
Seeing that he finally coaxed the small ball, the biggest stone in Mu Zhihuan's heart finally fell down.
She held the ball tightly and sighed long.
Only she knew how hard it was for her to be left out by the small group.
Little Tuanzi also seemed to have finally untied his heart knot for so many days. After crying hard, he went to sleep with mu Zhihuan in his arms.
Looking at the soft and lovely little guy in her arms, mu Zhihuan couldn't help raising a smile.
It was another bitterly cold night, but mu Zhihuan didn't feel much sad that night because she was held by a small ball.
The next day, before dawn, they were called up.
Vaguely followed the man out. Until this time, mu Zhihuan realized that his place was a natural defensive fortress.
There are so many twists and turns, and many holes can be seen along the way.
Mu Zhihuan was more and more frightened, but fortunately, she didn't go far and finally saw the sunshine in front of her.
When she saw who was standing in the sun, mu Zhihuan patted her chest, and the stone in her heart fell to the ground completely.
Seeing mu Zhihuan coming up, scar's face didn't talk nonsense: "where's the silver?"
Gu Mingxuan waved and walked out from behind him. Two people carried a box that looked very heavy.
When the two men opened the box and revealed the white silver inside, the sand bandits present couldn't help showing a look of joy.
Gu Mingxuan's face was cold, as if the silver was not his at all. He didn't even lift his eyelids: "the silver has been brought. Can people put it away?"
Scar's face came forward, picked up a silver bar and bit it. After the inspection, he found that there was no problem, so he waved to people to bring mu Zhihuan and xiaotuanzi to Gu Mingxuan.
"Although we are sand bandits, we also talk about morality and justice. Go and give it back to you..."
Then he let them go.
But before mu Zhihuan took two steps, he was suddenly wrapped around his waist by a soft.
Without waiting for her to react, she was suddenly pulled back. The second before she lost gravity and fell, mu Zhihuan threw out the small ball on her hand. Gu Mingxuan was relieved to see that Gu Mingxuan received the small ball.
But she had to wait for her breath to relax. There was a warm wind in her ear, but it was cold in her neck.
Without looking at mu Zhihuan, she knew it was scar face's repentance. She forced herself to calm down and glared at scar face with the corners of her eyes: "this is your so-called morality and morality. It's killing me."
Scar's face was not angry. Taking advantage of the opportunity to grasp mu Zhihuan, the disgusting big hand swam back and forth on her.
Gu Mingxuan looked at the scene, his face was livid and his eyes were red: "what else do you want?"
"Sure enough, the master knows the line and rules." scar face smiled: "although you gave us the silver we asked for, your baby son had a high fever yesterday. I invited a doctor to see him."
"Plus the food expenses of your wife and children these days, you have to give a few dozen more?"
Mu Zhihuan was angry: "Why are you so shameless? Greedy!"
Scar's face didn't care at all. When he was scolded, he smiled more happily: "or you can't give money. Lend me your concubine."
It's good that he didn't say this. As soon as he finished saying this, he saw Gu Mingxuan's iron green face become violent in an instant.
Then he accidentally looked at Gu Mingxuan's deep eyes and was clamped down by the bottomless darkness inside. The scar's face and back were cold.
Before he could move, Gu Ming just snapped his fingers and shouted, "what are you waiting for? Give it to me!"
As soon as Gu Mingxuan's voice fell, ink clothes appeared out of thin air with a large number of tickets, and immediately surrounded the scar face.
Before scar's face reacted, the sword of ink clothes was already on his neck.
This action was so fast that scar face's eyes couldn't catch it at all. He felt the cold on his neck. Scar face knew he had encountered a hard stubble this time.
Without thinking about it, he let go of Mu Zhihuan, and then suddenly fell to his knees: "it's a small man who has eyes and doesn't know the Thai baht. Please spare my life! I don't want this... I don't want this silver. Just ask the Lord to give me a way to live."
Unexpectedly, the scar face was so counselled. For a moment, mu Zhihuan didn't even have the anger of revenge.
Turning back to xiaotuanzi and Gu Mingxuan, mu Zhihuan took xiaotuanzi and found that Gu Mingxuan's face was not very good.
She just wanted to ask him what happened, she heard Gu Mingxuan order in an extremely cold tone: "ink clothes, cut off his hands for me."
Then I saw a flash of cold light, and scar's hand flew out half a meter, followed by a scream like killing a pig.
Mu Zhihuan hurriedly covered xiaotuanzi's eyes. Before she could react, Gu Mingxuan gave another order: "destroy his eyes, then castrate him and feed him this by the way."
Then Gu Mingxuan threw a medicine bottle to Mo Yi.
Unexpectedly, he was so angry. Mu Zhi moistened her dry lips and asked, "are you okay? I don't think you look very good?"
The scar on the other side screamed and screamed. Gu Mingxuan didn't lift his eyelids. He put his arms around muzihua and got on the carriage: "it's okay. Let's go back first and be solved by ink clothes here."
Gu Mingxuan was silent all the way. Xiaotuanzi suddenly opened his mouth. He shook Gu Mingxuan's legs, hung his head and apologized:
"Uncle Gu... Brother... I'm sorry, it's Ran'er's fault that caused you and your mother... Sister Mu died."
Originally, Gu Mingxuan's face was bad because the boss moved his hand to Mu Zhi Huan.
But listening to the wrong name of xiaotuanzi several times, and looking at the regret like an adult on xiaotuanzi's small face, his anger disappeared in half.
Gu Mingxuan reached out and rubbed the head of xiaotuanzi: "Ran'er is right. It has nothing to do with Ran'er. I'm not angry because of Ran'er."
Hearing that he was not angry with himself, the little dumpling's face wrinkled into a steamed stuffed bun loosened a little.
The group returned to the inn. As soon as they got off the carriage, mu Zhihuan saw that the inn was surrounded by Gu Mingxuan's people inside and outside, so he wondered, "where's the landlady?"