After being dressed as a little fat, he was taken away by the male protagonist

Chapter 19 The hero can't remember, it's really a poor little fat chirp

Shen Yanjin directly passed Xiao Feijiu.

The dim light shone on each person and bird.

One looks lonely.

A calm and indifferent.

When Shen Yan was about to walk away, the strong man sighed to the bird with his burden on his back: "Little fat bird, I'm afraid the third son has forgotten you. Now that the world is so big, it's best to be free. You... let's go."

forget?

Xiao Lu chirped a few times, and his eyes suddenly became astringent.

It really wanted to catch up and peck his wooden fish head to wake it up, but people don't remember it for a long time, so why bother to catch up with it to attract people's suspicion?
Flapping his wings, Xiao Ling found a big tree nearby and stopped to rest.

It had a burning pain on its back and was hungry.

Going around and going to the present, it is the little pitiful.

"They just went out."

I don't know when there were two more darkness on the tree, both covered their faces, revealing murderous eyes.

Xiao Lu secretly thought it was bad.

Could it be that this is a certain pursuit of Shen Yanjin when he was young?

I still remember that he was seriously injured and was on the verge of death.

The two men in black exchanged for a moment, then chased after Shen Yanjin in the direction where Shen Yanjin left.

Xiao Lu endured the pain and flapped his wings.

It has to be faster than them.

"Chirp."

It was hard to catch up with the carriage.

But he didn't know how to remind him, Xiao Lu was so anxious that he kept screaming.

Because of the chirping and chirping of the birds, Shen Yanjin who was sitting in the carriage opened the curtains of the carriage, and saw the little Fat Jiu with the little silver bell tilting its head and screaming at him.

In consciousness, it seems familiar.

"Shen Wang, stop."

"Yes, third son."

The carriage gradually came to a standstill, Xiao Lu who was flying naturally slipped into the carriage and landed on the back of Shen Yanjin's hand.

Wings with dry blood pointed to the back of the carriage, and then made a gesture of slamming them down.

Regardless of whether Shen Yanjin understood or not, seeing the sword on his waist, he immediately flew to poke it several times.

For a while, there was no response.

Xiao Lu was in so much pain that he lay directly on his knees.

Who knew that Shen Yan would knock him down with a wave of his sleeves.

He took Fang Subai's handkerchief, and carefully wiped the place that Xiao Lu had touched.

"chirp"

The eyes of Xiao Ling who was thrown down suddenly turned black, and his round little eyes slowly closed.

"Shen delusional."

"Abandon the car and go into the mountains."

Probably also aware that something was wrong, Shen Yan wrapped the dirty little fat chirp in a handkerchief, hesitated for a moment, only showed it a small mouth, and then put it in his sleeve pocket.

The two abandoned the car and headed deep into the mountains.

There is a distance from Qiuzhu Mountain, which means that there will be beasts and birds in the mountain.

Without daring to neglect in the slightest, he solemnly observed the terrain and some taller plants and grass.

"Third Young Master, it's my subordinates who are incompetent."

The big black Shen Wang secretly hated himself for not being good at martial arts, for not even being able to protect his master.

He didn't get a response, so Shen Zhu peeked quietly, and found that the third young master was absent-minded, often looking at his hands.

"?"

Shen Wang didn't dare to ask more questions.

Unexpectedly, his foot accidentally stepped into the mud pit, and his body leaned forward weightlessly, bang... fell to the ground with a loud bang.

"Ahem cough cough" swallowed a handful of putty, Shen Zhu got up in embarrassment, and patted his clothes.

It was so embarrassing that I threw it at home.

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Xiao Lu was awakened by the smell of meat, it opened its round black eyes, and chirped.

The body couldn't move, it was wrapped tightly, but it didn't want to move, the wound hurt a lot.

"Third Young Master, it's awake." Shen Wang's thick eyebrows were raised, and his tone was slightly simple and honest.

Shen Yan would like to continue roasting the pheasant, his face was calm and it had nothing to do with him.

The young man's indifferent and alienated appearance darkened Xiao Lu's eyes.

(End of this chapter)