The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Jomo's eyebrows wrinkled tightly. He looked at Jomo and said with great dissatisfaction: “What do you mean, you won't tell us anything? ”

“To keep looking for my father, I didn't know he was alive or dead, and I told you he couldn't find anyone, could I?” Xiao Zihua whispered.

Ever since he was a kid, he was such a relative. Everyone in Xiao's family was just using him, trying to get him to do something, trying to use him to get what was good for him, but they were trying to kill him at the same time.

Jomo gave Xiao Zi a look: "You idiot, what's the best thing about my mother's Tombo Sai? ”

“Intelligence…” Xiao Zi said unconsciously. After he said it, the whole person stood still.

After a despicable glance at Xiao Zi, Qiao Mo Zhi said in disgust: "conditional no, how stupid are you to do something like this? Don't tell anybody you're my friend, I can't shame this guy. ”

Xiao Zi looked at Jomo Qiu and was helpless. This person cares about people. Why should he do it like eating arsenic frost? Is this how they all look?

“I get it. ”

“It's no use knowing now.” Jomo looked despisingly at Xiao Zi and said dissatisfied.

Ancestor Xiao looked at Xiao Zihunt, his eyes were deep, and quickly said: “If you want to know where your father is, let your cloud rider kill them all, and I will tell you where your father is. ”

Xiao Zi looked at Ancestor in a funny way and said sarcastically: "Do I look so stupid? Let you cheat like this? ”

He thought his martial arts were very good, and if they hadn't killed him, they would have turned him into a drug or a puppet, and they wouldn't have let such a martial arts man go.

“If you don't tell me, I'll probably know what you did to my father. People like you, my father, can go somewhere better.” Xiao Zi mocked herself.

Will they let his father go? This is such a big joke, how ridiculous it is.

“Xiao Zizhun, if you listen to us, you still have a chance to see your father, if you don't listen, then you don't know exactly.” Xiao's ancestors laughed.

Xiao Zi looked at them and said indifferently: “If all you want me to see is a puppet, forget it. As long as my father is alive, I will find someone. ”

He could hear it from Ancestor Xiao's mouth. His father was alive, alive and well, nothing at all.

Xiao Jia's old ancestor frowned slightly and suddenly some regret said something like this: “Xiao Zihun, you have only one last chance. ”

“Oh, one last chance? It's just a shame. I don't want it. I just want your lives.” Xiao Zi looked at them and said coldly.

Jomo nodded with great satisfaction: "Well, that sounds like my friend. ”

Xiao Zi looked at Jomo and said, “With your first friend, I suddenly have a very bad headache. ”

“Are you trying to say, am I too annoying? ”

Xiao Zihua shook his head: “I didn't say that, you said it yourself, no wonder others. ”

Jomo snorted coldly and said reluctantly: "I don't want to talk to you now, who is this guy? ”

Xiao's ancestors looked at Xiao Zihun with dissatisfaction. His eyes were very cold. What does Xiao Zihun mean? Are you breaking up with them?

“Xiao Zihun kept Xiao's blood on you. Do you think you can escape this fate?” Ancestor Xiao said coldly.

Jomo looked at Xiao's ancestor and laughed: "Are you trying to say the poison you put in his body? That would be a shame, if it weren't for the accident, you probably wouldn't see the day he died, because his life could be long, and I'm afraid you're all going to...” Jomo did a neck wipe.