On the chaotic battlefield, there were loud shouts of beating and killing. The little girl hugged the little boy who fainted, with a dirty face and at a loss.

Xuyou watched from the side, feeling worried for the little girl. She was so short of food and drink at home that she wanted to take advantage of the chaos to find some vacancy on the battlefield. Seeing that the battlefield was really chaotic, the little girl would not leave the fainting little boy, but she was afraid that she would be trampled.

Another man was seen approaching the little girl in the chaotic crowd and shouting at her. The little girl shook her head in a panic, looking scared and scared.

The distance between Xuyou and this little girl was a little far away, and he couldn't hear clearly what the man was calling to that little girl. At that time, he felt that the man looked annoying and could not be gentle if he talked to such a young girl?

What's the most fierce thing? It's so scared that the little girl was.

The battlefield was still in chaos, and there was a lot of shouts and killing, and blood was everywhere. One after another, the little girl hugged the fainted little boy and refused to let go of death. Although, Yuyou could see that she was already very scared.

Fear spread across the little girl's dirty face. As a last resort, Xuyou couldn't sit still.

Although I knew that I could not reveal my identity in Xiangcheng City, Yuyou really couldn't help me.

At least I saw this dirty little girl, I had to save her.

He hurriedly wiped a handful of mud on the ground, spit out a few saliva, and wiped his face in a handful. He was wearing plain clothes, like a cheetah, and rushed into the chaotic battlefield ahead very quickly.

When someone approached, a light flashed in his hand, he swung away the man who was attacking him and rushed to the little girl.

As he got closer, he vaguely heard Tan Shi Chong's little girl asking fiercely:

"What are you asking? Since you don't call me Qingyiyi, what about Qingyiyi?"

Tan Shi's words were not very real. He saw that the little girl was still shaking her head, wearing a dirty short-sleeved T-shirt, a dirty and bloody overalls, so she was so scared that she dragged the little boy backwards.

Tan Shi was impatient and reached out and wanted to grab the little girl, hoping to shake her a few times. He wanted to find Qingyiyi. Brother Mao ordered him to find Qingyiyi, but on this battlefield, he only saw such two children. Where did Qingyiyi go?

"Ah, mom, I want mom, you go away, don't touch me, go away!!!"

The little girl, who was only four years old, cried loudly and refused to let Tan Shi approach her.

"Hey, kid!"

Xuyou ran towards her all the way, black gray covered his handsome face, grabbed Tan Shi's hand that reached towards the little girl with one move, moved it, and threw Tan Shi aside, and fainted.

Seeing this, Qingyi was even more scared and dragged Yangyang to hide under the truck. There were dead people everywhere and people fighting everywhere. How smart Qingyi was, when did she have such a bloody scene?

If she couldn't get out of the battlefield, Yangyang was about to die again. If you couldn't get out of this battlefield one by one, the best place she could hide now was under the truck.

This is the safest place for the two children.

Xuyou looked at the little girl dragging the boy backwards, and a hint of praise flashed in her eyes. Even though this girl was afraid, she was still a little smart.

It’s just like this messy place. This child looks less than five years old. Why are he running outside alone? Doesn’t she have any parents?

Xuyou quickly followed her, pushed away the two men rushing over, bent down, grabbed the little bee schoolbag behind Qingyiyi, and said with a serious look:

"What are you running? Why are you doing so randomly? Come with me."

"Let me go, let me go!"

Qing Yiyi's little face was full of fear and anger. She twisted her body and turned to grab her schoolbag. But when she saw that the other party's black T-shirt was rolling upwards, revealing a gun that was tied to Yuyou's waist.

The butt stock is familiar to you. Her mother has a gun that is exactly the same, which is a special internal gun for garrison. My mother said that the gun was given by the guardian saint who specifically punishes evil and promotes good and beats bad people.

Qing Yiyi immediately let go of Yangyang, changed his strategy, reached out and hugged Xuyou's neck squatting down. He made a show with 70% and 30% of the time. He cried pitifully:

"Uncle, I'm such a miserable girl. My mother is dead. Some bad guys want to arrest me and sell me. Uncle, my mother is dead. How can I live for the rest of my life?"

Yuyou had never been hugged by such a soft and small child. He opened his narrow eyes wide in the chaotic battlefield, his hands stiffened in the air, and then slowly hugged the child amid the little girl's miserable cry.

There is a kind of spiritual comfort, as if it is born, a kind of innate nature that is born with humans. Zi Yu's cold and hard heart slowly flows out from his year-round cold heart, and then softens his whole body.

In the chaotic battlefield, he picked up the little girl, swept away a man who had no eyes and rushed over. He looked at the beloved little girl and asked softly:

"What's your name? What about your dad?"

"My name is Wang Xiaoer, and my father died."

Qingyi held Xuyou's neck one by one, looked at Xuyou's face with red eyes. She couldn't tell others her real name. Her mother said she was not allowed to be careful, so she couldn't tell strangers casually.

Strangers will use her name to check her background.

The bad guy who killed many people just now wanted to find her and ask her what her name was. She was not that stupid and took the initiative to say that she was Qing Yiyi.

Then, Qing began to diverge his mind, took out his ability to make up stories, and cried with his lips:

"Those bad guys want to capture me, force me to perform on the street, cut off my heart and transplant it to children from rich families. In order to save me, my mother was beaten to death by the bad guy. Uncle, I am so miserable. I want to buy medicine for my mother and save my mother back."

"Silly child, if a person dies, he can't save him no matter how much medicine he takes."

Xuyou felt heartbroken when he heard this, and he wished he could hold Qing and cry. How miserable is the child, and his parents are dead. It's so pitiful.

The scene was too chaotic. He held Qing Yiyi with one hand, lifted Yangyang who had fainted with his other hand, and rushed out of the battlefield.

While running forward, Ouyou patiently listened to Qingyi's entire story. When he ran out of the battlefield and arrived at his hidden car, he put Yangyang in his hand into the trunk of the car and lay down.

He gently stroked Qingyiyi's little head with his big hands, comforting the orphan who had died.
Chapter completed!