I am four and a half years old, and I am the daughter of a villain and tyrant.

He was about to stab Qin Su to death like an eagle. Xiao Qiqi grabbed the golden butterfly hairpin and smashed it on his head, making Yan Feng's sword-raising hand shake.

Xiao Qiqi had a cold face, and Xiao Naoyin shouted: "How outrageous! Do you think this princess is a slaughterhouse?"

Yan Feng couldn't ignore her powerful baby voice, so he was forced to interrupt and stared at her with a solemn face. The eldest princess had rosy lips and a pair of lively black eyes, as if all the sins in the world were invisible in front of her. Standing there with pure and pure body, it also suppressed the anger all over his body, making him dare not to act rashly, which was very similar to the feeling when facing the emperor.

Qin Su looked at her with faint eyes for a few seconds. Xiao Qiqi looked like a born superior with full aura. He was very confused. Logically speaking, she should not have died hastily in her previous life. Thinking that he would Suddenly reborn, his expression became much calmer.

"I don't dare!" Yan Feng was like a piece of rigid pig iron, holding a dagger and lowering his head to answer.

"Since you don't dare, why don't you hurry up and get rid of your Qiu Ba gang and get out of here immediately."

Qin Su looked at her fierce expression, as if she cared about her own appearance, and her mentality became very good. It would be better for the child to be fatter. The eyes under his thick eyelashes were warm and quiet, and he looked at the wounds on his legs. , Children will be smarter if they are naughty.

Yan Feng's forehead was bruised and itchy. He raised his head and stared at Xiao Qiqi, stubbornly saying, "My subordinates are here to kill Qin Su under the emperor's order. The princess has no right to interfere."

Xiao Qiqi's eyes darkened. If he dared to kill the male protagonist, wouldn't that mean he was killing her? This iron and simple Han Yan Feng was too arrogant. Her milky voice was like ice beads and broken jade, cold and strong, "You are my father." The responsibilities of the people around the emperor have nothing to do with me, but Qin Su belongs to my princess. If you want to kill him, it is equivalent to committing a crime. If you insist on having your own way, just step over my princess's body. Kill Qin Suyi and bring him back to my father to revive him."

"Your life or death is in your own hands."

Yan Feng's face was ugly. During this month of pursuit, he also knew that Qin Su was extraordinary in martial arts. More than half of the secret guards of the four tribes of Xuanhuang and Heaven, Earth and Xuanhuang were killed. This time, he and the four chiefs worked together to kill him for three hours before forcing him. Here, according to the rules of the shadow, if he is let go, he will definitely die when they meet again. He hesitated and said, "Princess, if he lives, his subordinates will die. Please get out of the way."

Yan Feng also has a strong desire for survival, but the rules are set by the father. The law of survival is the law of the jungle. She cannot change it. The male protagonist must be preserved. The light waves in his clear eyes are deep and deep, and the child's voice is captivating, " This princess, please protect me."

Qin Su was bewildered when he heard her domineering milky voice and didn't want to faint. Her goose-yellow skirt fluttered in the wind, like the bright moon emerging from the valley, with a faint halo that could probably save his life.

He looked at the blood-red gauze on his leg with a vain expression. Whether the little dumpling was a blessing or a calamity for him, the poisonous gas penetrated his heart and he vomited blood all over the floor.

Xiao Qiqi's face showed anxiety. He didn't want to wait any longer for Yan Feng to make a decision, so he grabbed his sword and held it to his slender neck. He raised his head and turned into a crybaby in seconds, "If you don't agree, I will die." Look, when the time comes, you can put my head in a beautiful box and take it back to life."

She stared at Qin Su with tears streaming down her face, crying and sighing: "Qin Su, you are very good. Live a happier life in the next life. Qiqi will take the first step." '

As she said this, she closed her eyes and imagined the scene of Farewell My Concubine, and her little skirt started to spin lightly.

Qin Su seemed to be resurrected with full blood. He climbed up in panic, grabbed the dagger, and shouted at her with red eyes, "Xiao Qiqi, you haven't lived enough!"

She opened her eyes with tears in her eyes. The blade of the sword was sharp. Qin Su's hand seemed to be welded to death. The blood in the fingers was like a fountain, dripping onto her skirt and spreading in large areas.

She was just acting, but Qin Su worked too hard and was injured again. He felt very ashamed and wondered if he had defeated him. He really started crying with a sad face. He felt so sorry for the male lead.