Chapter 1696
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"Little kid, are you going to come with me obediently, or do you want me to chop all the people around you into pieces before coming with me!"
Xiao Bao glared at him coldly, his expression stubborn and cold.
Gu Youchong's heart skipped a beat.
What was going on?
He was clearly just a five or six-year-old kid, but he actually felt the urge to submit just now.
That formless pressure was even greater than what the clan leader, Leng Yuexia, had given him.
What was the background of this kid with the Celestial Body?
With this thought in mind, Gu Youchong's heart surged with anxiety.
He quickly reached out to grab Xiao Bao.
Hmph, no matter where this kid came from, he was determined to have the Celestial Body.
Xiao Bao subconsciously took a step back, but was suddenly pulled into a warm embrace.
He was stunned, and when he turned his head, he met Chu Moli's calm gaze.
Xiao Bao blinked.
His mother had said that among all the uncle-masters, the third uncle-master was the smartest and the most abnormal. She told him not to provoke him for no reason and not to learn from him.
But usually, Third Martial Uncle smiled warmly, didn't like noise, and didn't like fighting. What he did most every day was painting.
Xiao Bao did not understand why his mother said that the third uncle-master was the scariest among all the uncle-masters.
However, at this moment, he somewhat understood.
There was still a faint smile on Chu Moli's face. However, that smile contained a chill that could make one's blood run cold.
The originally gentle and harmless man's aura had completely changed in an instant.
Gu Youchong frowned and looked coldly at Chu Moli.
Chu Moli's gaze made him very unhappy.
Chu Moli was clearly just a cripple, an ant that could be stepped on at any time, but he was actually showing such an evil and disdainful expression.
Gu Youchong sneered and said, "I don't want to bother with a cripple like you. Hand over the kid in your arms, and I can let all of you die quickly. Otherwise, don't blame me for making you wish you were dead. "
Chu Moli smiled faintly. "Is that so?"
Gu Youchong said, "Heh, do you think that by stalling for time, someone will come to save you? Dream on! Even if everyone in the Starry School comes, I can still kill all of you. "
Before he finished speaking, his figure had already disappeared from his original spot, and reappeared in front of Chu Mo Li.
His palm, which was condensed with powerful spiritual power, fiercely slammed towards the top of Chu Moli's head.
However, before that palm could really land, it was caught by a pale and thin hand in the air.
Chu Moli slowly raised his head. When he saw Gu Youchong's shocked expression, his originally pale face no longer had the slightest trace of blood. His lips had even turned purple.
However, the palm that he was holding onto Gu Youchong was the complete opposite. The skin on the surface of his palm was turning redder and redder.
In the end, it was as if his entire palm was soaked in blood.
Gu Youchong's eyes widened in shock. The expression of disbelief on his face slowly twisted into one of horror.
"What … what are you doing?!"
Gu Youchong let out a terrified roar.
It was impossible not to tremble, impossible not to fear.
This was because he discovered that after Chu Moli's hand had grabbed his wrist and Chu Moli's hand had slowly turned red, his celestial power had actually been madly pouring towards Chu Moli.
This was not ordinary celestial power, but the source of celestial power.
Once it was lost, it could not be easily replenished.
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