Chapter 1693
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"No one should even think of touching our martial nephew!"
"If you want to kill Xiao Bao, you'll have to step over our corpses!"
In the blink of an eye, Yun Ruohan, Qin Jiu, Leng Yumo, Ling Yusheng and Luo Yu were all ready for battle.
They firmly protected Xiao Bao's small figure behind them.
Xiao Bao blankly looked at the people blocking in front of him. For a moment, he couldn't tell what the sour and warm feeling in his chest was.
When he had just reunited with his mother, Xiao Bao had once asked: "What are martial uncles and martial uncles?"
In reality, Xiao Bao didn't like people being so intimate with his mother. It was as if his mother would be snatched away by others.
But his mother had told him: "Xiao Bao has six martial uncles and martial uncles, as well as a martial granduncle and a master. This means that in the future, Xiao Bao will have many relatives who will love Xiao Bao like my mother. Isn't this good? "
Relatives who love Xiao Bao like his mother?
Xiao Bao thought of his uncle and grandfather, but he was still confused.
In his life, the only family member that he remembered the most was his mother, and now he had another father.
But what kind of relatives would martial uncles and martial uncles be?
But at this moment, Xiao Bao felt that he seemed to understand.
Gu Youchong's face revealed a mocking smile: "An ant trying to shake a tree, you overestimate yourself!"
As soon as his voice fell, he flicked his sleeves.
Boom –!
A monstrous wave, accompanied by a powerful attack, came crashing down.
Yun Ruohan, Leng Yumo, Ling Yusheng and Luo Yu, who were standing at the very front, were directly thrown to the ground. Their blood and qi churned, and they almost vomited blood.
But Qin Jiu suddenly turned around, his iron tower-like body once again blocking Xiao Bao's originally exposed small body.
His thick arms trembled, but he held Xiaobao firmly in his arms. There wasn't even the slightest tremor or jolt.
Xiao Bao's blue eyes widened, and he softly called out: "Second martial uncle."
Qin Jiu revealed a silly smile towards him.
However, Gu Youchong's next wave of attack arrived.
Qin Jiu tightly held Xiao Bao in his arms, all the spiritual power in his body condensing on his back.
Boom, a loud sound.
His figure was ruthlessly sent flying, and he could no longer hold back a large mouthful of blood, spurting it all out.
Some of it landed on the ground, and some splashed onto Xiaobao's neck. It was wet and warm.
All the bones in Qin Jiu's body seemed to emit a crisp sound. His skin and flesh were even more bloody from being scratched by the air blades and the ground.
However, Xiaobao, who was in his arms, was well protected and not injured in the slightest.
An Guilan clicked her tongue. "His skin is thick and he can take a beating. Heh, old man, watch me catch that kid for you! "
As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly disappeared on the spot.
When he appeared again, he was already in front of Qin Jiu.
However, just as her hand was about to press down on Qin Jiu's head and directly end his life, her expression suddenly changed and she quickly turned her body.
A dagger gleaming with a cold light slashed across her neck.
Ling Yusheng's beautiful face was expressionless.
Seeing that his attack had failed, he immediately disappeared. When he reappeared, it was another fatal attack that caught An Guilan off guard.
However, there was no trace of panic on An Guilan's face. Instead, she was overflowing with interest. "Eh, interesting, really interesting! The speed of a fasting cultivator was actually able to catch up to us. Old man, this kid is too interesting. Why don't we bring him back! "
As she spoke, she suddenly stretched out her hand.
At the same time, powerful spiritual power and pressure spread wildly.
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