Cuicui felt a throbbing pain in her brain.

If the news of Miss hugging the man's thigh on the street spreads today, how will she get married in the future?

Hurriedly trotted to Qin Xiaoxiao's side, and Cuicui wanted to pull her away.

However, those little hands were clenched tightly, and they were calmly pulling people's thighs without being affected by external forces.

The little scum looked at Xia Zixun's cool eyes, and only felt a chill down his back.

It's over, it's over.

Adults don't like the host yet, won't they just kill her?

It promised the host to take her on vacation when she finished the task of the difficult world.

So even if the current Si Nan has forgotten everything, the identity of the general's daughter can still make her small life quite nourishing.

And this world has enough spiritual power, and it can also nourish her soul by the way.

Xia Zixun stared at the hands holding his lap, and his eyes paused for a moment on the tattoo on Qin Xiaoxiao's arm.

A few fragmentary memories flashed through the brain.

Suppressing the killing intent rising in his heart, Xia Zixun softened his tone as much as possible:

"Let it go."

Hearing this, Qin Xiaoxiao glanced up at his expression.

Not...... Holding this headlight again, he seems to be going to get angry.

Xiao Slag listened to Si Nan's mental activities, and three question marks popped up on his head.

Headlight ???

Could it be that the adults are like a lamp in the eyes of the host, so they call him a headlight?

Ah......h I don't know how adults feel when they know that they are called headlights by their hosts......

Obediently letting go of Xia Zixun's legs, Qin Xiaoxiao turned to grab the hem of his clothes, and said word by word:

"I'm going to take you home, and if you don't go back, I'll carry you back."

Xia Zixun looked at the little girl at his feet with a look of a fool, and silently pulled the hem of his clothes.

After pulling for a while, I found that I couldn't pull at all.

I'm afraid this girl has something wrong with her brain, right?

The little scum clapped his hands in the space.

Your Excellency, you know the truth.

The current host is a little fool.

It's really a little bit wrong with the brain.

After a stalemate, Xia Zixun compromised.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw the little girl in front of him standing up from the ground, patting her dress, and tilting her head to look behind him.

In the next moment, a short arrow broke through the air, and the target was clearly flying in the direction where Xia Zixun was.

Hearing the voice behind him, Xia Zixun didn't have time to dodge. 、

Qin Xiaoxiao let go of the hem of the clothes he was holding, jumped up from the ground, and directly intercepted the short arrow in the air halfway.

Staring at the arrow with a sharp light from the short arrow in his hand, Qin Xiaoxiao blinked his eyes, and his delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Someone tried to break her headlights.

Excessively!

Cuicui realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly spoke out to stop it:

"Miss, you can't throw this thing back......"

Before she could finish speaking, she saw her young lady throw the short arrow in her hand back towards the trajectory that flew before.

After a muffled snort, the person who was ambushed in the shadows and attacked fell directly to the ground.

Silently shutting her mouth, Cuicui sighed tiredly.

If the assassin had a good background of power, the General's Mansion would get into trouble.

Xia Zixun glanced at the person who fell in the distance, and then glanced at the little girl beside him.

"Yikes!" Cuicui screamed worriedly, and hurriedly pulled over the hand that Qin Xiaoxiao had just received the arrow with his bare hand:

"Miss, you're hurt."

Hurriedly took out a handkerchief from her sleeve and wrapped it for her, Cuicui said earnestly:

"Miss, the master is back, but I'm going to talk to you again."