1691 No One Wants to Touch Our Nephew (4)

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"No one wants to touch our nephew!"

"If you want to kill Xiaobao, step on our corpses!"

In the blink of an eye, Yun Ruohan, Qin Jiu, Leng Yumo, Ling Yusheng and Luoyu were all ready to fight.

Keep Little Treasure's little figure behind him firmly.

Xiaobao stared blankly at the person standing in front of him, for a while he couldn't tell what the sour and warm feeling in his chest was.

When he reunited with his mother just now, Xiaobao once asked, "What is uncle and uncle?"

In fact, Xiaobao doesn't like someone so close to his mother, as if his mother would be taken away by others.

But his mother told him: "Xiaobao has six uncles and uncles, as well as a master uncle, and a master. These represent that Xiaobao will have many more relatives in the future, and love Xiaobao like his mother. okay?"

Do you love Xiaobao's relatives like a mother?

Xiaobao thought of his uncle and grandfather, but he was still ignorant.

In his life, the only family he remembers the most is his mother, and now he has another father.

But uncle and uncle, what kind of relatives would they be?

But at this moment, Xiaobao felt like he understood.

Gu Youchong showed a mocking smile on his face: "The mayfly shakes the tree, it is beyond its own power!"

As soon as the voice fell, he flung his sleeves out.

boom--!

The monstrous waves, accompanied by a powerful attack, rushed towards the face.

Yun Ruohan, Leng Yumo, Ling Yusheng, and Luoyu who were standing in the front were directly overturned to the ground, their qi and blood swelled, and they almost vomited blood.

Qin Jiu turned around suddenly, and the tower-like body blocked Xiaobao's originally exposed little body again.

The stout arm was trembling, but it was steady, holding Little Treasure in his arms, not even a trace of trembling and bumping.

Xiao Baolan's eyes widened, and she whispered softly, "Second Master."

Qin Jiu gave him a naive smile.

However, the next wave of Gu Youchong's attack arrived.

Qin Jiu held Xiaobao tightly in his arms, and all the spiritual power in his body was condensed on his back.

Boom, a loud bang.

His figure was smashed and flew out, and a large mouthful of blood could no longer be held, and it all spurted out.

Some fell on the ground, and some splashed on Xiaobao's neck, wet and hot.

The bones of Qin Jiu's whole body seemed to make a crisp sound, and the flesh was dripping with blood scraped by the air blade and the ground.

But the little treasure in his arms was well protected and was not damaged in the slightest.

An Guilan clicked his tongue, "It's rough-skinned and thick-skinned, and quite durable. Oh, old man, watch me catch that little baby for you!"

As soon as the voice fell, she suddenly disappeared in place.

When he appeared again, he was already in front of Qin Jiu.

However, just as her hand was about to hold Qin Jiu's head to end his life, her face suddenly changed slightly and she quickly turned to the side.

Dangerous and dangerous, a dagger flashing coldly slashed across her neck.

There was no expression on Ling Yusheng's beautiful face.

If the attack failed, it immediately disappeared in place, and when it reappeared, it was another fatal blow that caught An Guilan off guard.

However, there was no panic on An Guilan's face, instead she was full of interest, "Hey, interesting, really interesting! The speed of a bigu cultivator can catch up with us. Old man, this doll is too interesting, we might as well take people back. Bar!"

As she spoke, her hand suddenly stretched out.

At the same time, powerful spiritual power and coercion spread wildly.

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