In just a moment, Han Ye's whole body is drenched in blood, unrecognizable.
"Xuan Ji! Xuan Ji! You beast!! "
Ying Mei's hands are tightly clenched into fists. Even if she doesn't have any strength, her fingertips still puncture her palms, blood seeping out from the gaps of her fingers.
"I'm going to kill you!! Kill you!! Xuan Ji, I'm going to make you beg for death!! "
Xuan Ji sneers, and finally kicks Han Ye away. He walks towards Ying Mei, "If that's the case, when I get that white jade-like body of yours, I'm afraid that you won't be able to speak anymore."
… …
"Awooo –! Awooo –! Awooo –!! "
Xuan Ji's hand is already reaching towards Ying Mei's body, but suddenly, an earth-shaking roar of a beast is heard.
"Who is it?!" Xuan Ji abruptly stands up, turning to look.
Then, he saw a shocking scene.
He sees a pink and jade-carved child, holding a snow-white and round rabbit, slowly walking in.
He's clearly just a four or five-year-old boy.
But seeing him, seeing the bloody mess that fills the room, he doesn't have the slightest bit of fear or panic.
Only when his gaze falls on Han Ye does he slightly frown, clicking his tongue, "Idiot Uncle Han Ye, sure enough, he's being bullied!"
And he's being bullied so miserably!
"Who are you?!" Xuan Ji roars in bewilderment. Suddenly, a light flashes through his mind, "You're the son of that Enchantress Jun Muyan, that little bastard?!"
Ying Mei's eyes widen, and she actually props up her powerless body a little, "Little Master, you, why are you here? Hurry, hurry and leave!"
Xiao Bao doesn't pay attention to them, and goes straight to Han Ye with the rabbit in his arms.
With a flick of his wrist, a porcelain bottle appears in his small, fair palm.
Xiao Bao pries open Han Ye's mouth, and pours the draught inside.
Not long after, Han Ye groans, and slowly opens his eyes.
Seeing Xiao Bao's delicate but ice- cold little face, Han Ye's pupils contract, suddenly realizing what's going on.
"Little Master, why are you here? Hurry, hurry and leave! Go find your mother and Jun … "
"Shut up!" Xiaobao interrupted him with a crisp and childish voice, "You idiot, I told you to bring the medicine that niangqin refined, but you didn't."
Han Ye opens his mouth, and then he's surprised to find that his body, which had just been poisoned by the [Blood-Sucking Fangs] and had lost all feeling, has unexpectedly returned to normal.
However, the spiritual power that had been eroded by the Spirit Devouring Powder still hadn't returned.
Xiao Bao also discovers this. He looks at Ying Mei, then looks at Han Ye, slightly wrinkling his brows.
After muttering to himself, he pouted and said unwillingly, "But Little Bao only has two left."
But in the end, he still takes out two Pills, one for each person, and stuffs them into Ying Mei's and Han Ye's mouths.
Han Ye dumbly swallows the Elixir, but he still couldn't help but anxiously say: "Little Master, you should quickly leave. Don't worry about us, you're not his match."
"It's too late to leave now!"
A sinister and ruthless voice came from behind.
Han Ye and Ying Mei's complexions change at the same time.
Only Xiao Bao's expression remained cold and indifferent as he slowly turned his head.
They don't know when, but Xuan Ji has already arrived in front of them.
He's holding a steel whip in his hand. The steel whip is covered with sharp barbs, scraping the ground.
"My good mood has been disturbed over and over again, I'm very unhappy right now!"
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