The cold God of War Prince is passionate about the peasant wife

late at night.

Xiao Chu led his team and galloped out of the city.

Passed by Bai Su and his group in the dark night.

"Grandpa Xiao!"

Suddenly, a shout rang out in the dark night.

Xiao Chu reined his horse to an emergency stop. When he turned around, he saw Bai Su getting off the carriage, and Xiao Jue and the Xiao family guards also dismounted.

Xiao Chu couldn't help but look at the carriage ahead, his usually tough eyes trembling.

All the guards stepped forward to salute Xiao Chu.

Bai Su and Xiao Jue also stepped forward.

"Grandpa Xiao, where are you going? Did something happen?" Bai Su asked.

Xiaochu calmed down for a moment.

He looked at Bai Su and felt guilty.

Susu traveled thousands of miles to help him find Saburo, but in the end, his gadget actually lost Xiaobao.

How should he explain to Su Su and how to explain to Dachang.

"Susu, Xiaobao..." Xiao Chu couldn't say anything.

"Grandpa!"

Suddenly, a crisp and cute voice sounded, and immediately, a small dumpling jumped into Xiao Chu's arms.

Xiao Chu lowered his head and looked at Lu Xiaobao's cute little face, his eyes turned red.

He knelt down and took Xiaobao into his arms.

Lu Xiaobao's eyes widened and he breathed heavily.

Finally, the little thing said with difficulty: "Grandpa, I can't breathe."

Only then did Xiao Chu let him go.

Xiaochu stood up.

His eyes fell on the carriage in front of him.

This carriage was where Xiao Sanlang and Zhao Qingyu were riding.

Xiaochu couldn't help but step towards the carriage.

"Grandpa Xiao!"

"grandfather!"

Xiao Jue and Bai Su shouted at the same time.

Xiao Chu looked at the two of them: "Your third uncle..."

Xiao Chu paused hard: "Are you back?"

"I'm back. I'm on this carriage with Uncle Zhao." Xiao Jue said.

"Can……"

But before Xiao Jue finished speaking, Xiao Chu had already walked towards the carriage.

Behind them, Xiao Jue and Bai Su's expressions suddenly became extremely complicated.

Xiao Chu came to the carriage.

When his burly body like a bear reached out to open the carriage door, his hands were trembling uncontrollably.

"Three..." The moment he opened the carriage door, Xiao Chu was shocked.inside the carriage.

A man with a face that was swollen than a pig's head was holding Zhao Qingyu tightly with his hands and feet.

The man is none other than Saburo Owl.

Under him were three little mice, squeaking and running away in fear.

But the more frightened one of them became, the more he bumped into it, and with a sullen expression, he crawled under Saburo Owl's ass.

Xiao Sanlang was so frightened that he almost strangled Zhao Qingyu to death.

Zhao Qingyu: "..."

Xiao Chu: "..."

Xiaochu's eyes were already red, and the moisture in his eyes was dried up amidst screams one after another.

He threw the three mice out of the carriage with an expressionless expression.

Owl Saburo turned around.

The father and son looked at each other.

But the atmosphere was gone.

Xiao Chu looked at Xiao Sanlang's face, which was swollen than a pig's head, and held back two words for a while: "Your face?"

Suddenly, Xiao Sanlang gritted his teeth and stared at Zhao Qingyu.

It turned out that Owl Saburo was bent on death at that time and his breath was almost gone.

In desperation, Bai Su became a doctor, hoping to arouse his emotions first and then wake him up.

Because Xiao Sanlang was impulsive by nature and could not bear provocation, he asked Zhao Qingyu to beat him first.

Then scare him with the mouse he fears the most.

Unexpectedly, this trick is really useful.

People do wake up.

But in order to prevent him from falling into coma again and seeking death, these three mice were left behind.

Xiao Chu looked at Zhao Qingyu and his eyes trembled: "Qingyu..."

At this time, Xiao Jue caught three more mice and put them back into the carriage.

Suddenly, the empty night was filled with the roaring sounds of Owl Saburo.

Xiao Chu's slightly wet eyes became dry again.

Finally, Xiao Chu said: "Just come back."

Then, he silently closed the carriage door, mounted his horse, and returned to the city with Bai Su and his party.

Under the night.

Bai Su lifted the curtain and looked at the carriage in front of him and Xiao Chu riding beside him with deep eyes.

As Uncle Zhao said, the less people know about such things, the better, especially Grandfather Xiao and Grandma Xiao.

For them, it is just another kind of destruction.

One son kills the other with his own hands.

No parent wants to experience such a cruel truth.

Don't want to face it either. (End of chapter)