Chapter 426
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His hand loosens, and the blade falls to the ground with a clang. He couldn't bear it any longer, and lets out a miserable howl like a pig being butchered.
Han Ye clicks his tongue and sighs twice: "This guy is simply worse than that bullshit Wangye. His wrist was just broken by the Little Master, and he's already howling like this!"
Qing Feng holds his broken wrist, and stares unwaveringly at Xiao Bao, like he's looking at a monster.
This … is clearly a four-year-old child!
But the Internal Force that was just transferred to his body is so powerful that he has no power to resist.
How can there be such a child in this world?
Xiao Bao stoops down to pick up the dagger on the ground. He twirls it in his hand, and coldly looks at Qing Feng, "Want to kill me? With just you? "
As soon as the last 'you' comes out, the blade flashes.
Qing Feng immediately lets out another scream, and the other hand that was just grabbing Xiao Bao flies up into the sky, blood splattering everywhere.
A few drops of blood even splatter on Xiao Bao's body, face, and even lips.
Qing Feng couldn't bear it anymore, and falls to the ground. He clutches his bloody, broken hand, and keeps rolling around, letting out mournful howls.
Mu Yan pulls Xiao Bao to her side.
She gently wipes away the blood on his face, and takes out clean clothes from the Space for him to change into.
There's an obvious displeasure hanging on his usually careless face, "Xiao Bao, you're only four years old. Let niangqin do this kind of thing like killing people. Moreover, even if you want to take revenge yourself, you shouldn't let blood stain your body, right? "
Xiao Bao obediently admits his mistake, "Niangqin, Xiao Bao will be more careful when killing bad guys in the future, and won't dirty my clothes."
The shivering guests surrounding them: is this a conversation that a mother and a four-year-old child should have?
"Ha … haha … hahaha …" suddenly, Qing Feng's intermittent laughter comes from the ground.
Everyone jumps in fright at this laughter, wondering if Qing Feng has gone crazy because of extreme fear and pain.
Only Di Ming Jue slightly frowns, and quickly goes to Xiao Bao's side.
He grabs Xiao Bao's little wrist, and probes it with his power. His expression suddenly changes.
By now, Qing Feng has already sat up, clutching his broken arm. His face is full of madness and resentment.
A red light flashes in his eyes, and Xiao Bao immediately frowns. Big beads of sweat roll down from his forehead.
A low, muffled groan spills from his mouth.
"Xiao Bao!" Mu Yan jumped in fright and immediately used her Profound Energy to check on Xiao Bao's condition.
But he's stopped by Di Ming Jue, "You can't touch him right now, otherwise if the two forces clash, it will cause damage to Xiaobao's meridians."
"What happened to Xiao Bao?!" Mu Yan could no longer maintain her usual calm and steady demeanor, her voice was trembling.
Xiaobao couldn't hold on any longer and fell into her arms. He grabbed her sleeve and said in a weak voice, "Mother, it hurts …"
Muyan opens her mouth, wanting to speak, but the color of her lips fades little by little. She trembles, but not a single sound comes out.
She abruptly stood up and thrust the long sword in her hand, ruthlessly nailing the laughing Qing Feng to the ground. "Tell me, what did you do?"
Qing Feng screams again. He wants to resist, but Han Ye's sword light flashes, and the leg that Qing Feng kicks out is directly chopped off.
"Ah ah ah … You … You can't kill me. If you kill me, that … that little bastard won't live either!"
"You, the pain you've inflicted on me, that little bastard will also taste it, hahahaha!"
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