Chapter 450 Don't Touch the Man's Head

Both Meng Ying and Lan Yu saw the soul boy, and before they had time to think about how this little boy could join them, he had already attacked Lan Yu.

The original one-on-one situation was broken, and two-on-one was much more agile.

Lan Yu has no one to renew his soul power, and the continuous confrontation has made him a little overwhelmed.

If he keeps entangled with Meng Ying, he won't get any benefits, and adding another kid, he won't last long.

Meng Ying slapped him on the chest, and a bloody smell rose from his throat, and he vomited when he opened his mouth.

"Tsk, it turns out that Mr. Lan is so weak." Meng Ying's breath was a little disordered, but she was not as embarrassed as Lan Yu.

Meng Ying glanced at the little boy beside him. This is Xintong's brother.

She pretended not to know her, and patted the soul boy's head, "Little guy, you're pretty good at it."

The soul boy turned his head to prevent her from touching it.

Meng Ying laughed, "It's really cool."

Lingtong doesn't like others to touch him, even this pretty-looking sister.

Lan Yu clutched his chest, only to realize that none of the people he brought came up to help him.

Looking back, all the people he brought fell to the ground.

He stared fiercely at the soul boy.

The soul boy has no expression on his face, and he is full of aura at a young age.

"Meng Ying, remember today's account!" Lan Yu had never been so embarrassed before, his face seemed to be stepped on the ground and rubbed hard.

Meng Ying smiled charmingly, "I can't remember the account, but I remember you."

Lan Yu gritted his teeth and left in embarrassment.

"Why didn't you kill him?" Ling Tong said coldly.

Meng Ying looked down at him, "So young, so bloody?"

"If you don't kill him, he will kill you."

"I know, but..." Meng Ying suddenly coughed and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The soul boy frowned, "You're hurt!"

Meng Ying wiped the corner of her mouth, "Occasionally vomiting blood is also a way of detoxification."

The soul boy snorted coldly, "I thought you were so powerful."

"At least better than him, isn't it?" Meng Ying reached out to touch his head again.

The soul boy dodged, "Don't touch the man's head."

"Tsk, kid, you're still a man." Meng Ying still respected him, "If you don't touch him, don't touch him. I'll go back and touch my husband."

Meng Ying coughed again, worry flashed in Lingtong's eyes.

"Don't worry, my blood is precious." Meng Ying raised her hand, then put it down again.

A child's hair looks soft and just wants to be touched.

Meng Ying glanced at a group of people lying on the ground, "Eric?"

Eric was stunned, but only briefly.

When Meng Ying called him, he opened his eyes.

"Are you still alive? Help me take my property with me."

"Property?" Eric stood up, not quite understanding what she was talking about.

Meng Ying pointed to Robertson who passed out.

Eric understood.

He went to pick up Robertson and followed behind Meng Ying.

Looking at the woman's slender back, Eric's desire to get her became stronger and stronger.

How could he not want a beautiful woman who could hit her?

But, she is so powerful, what about her husband?

Is it more powerful?

Eric frowned.

...

Meng Ying asked Eric to take Robertson away and take him wherever he wanted.

She glanced at the soul boy, "Little handsome boy, do you want to come with me?"

"where you go?"

"Go find my husband."

"No."

"Then where are you going?"

"I want you to take care of it."

"..."

Ling Tong dropped these words and left very coolly.