426 Mother, It Hurts

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As soon as he released his hand, the blade fell to the ground with a bang.

Han Ye tutted and sighed twice: "This guy is simply worse than that bullshit prince, only when his little master broke his wrist and howled like this!"

Qing Feng held the broken wrist and stared at Little Treasure, as if looking at a monster.

This... is clearly a four-year-old child!

But the profound energy that had just passed on to him was so powerful that he had no resistance.

In the world, how can there be such a child?

Xiaobao bent down and picked up the dagger on the ground, turned it around in his hand, and looked at Qingfeng coldly, "Want to kill me? It's just you?"

As soon as the last word "you" came out, the sword light flashed.

Qingfeng immediately let out another scream, just grabbed Xiaobao's other hand and flew into the sky, blood splashing everywhere.

A few drops of blood even splattered on Xiaobao's body, face, and even lips.

Qing Feng couldn't bear it any longer, fell to the ground, rolled over while clutching his bloody broken hand, and let out a wailing sound.

And Xiaobao was pulled to his side by Muyan.

Gently wiped off the blood on his face, and took out clean clothes from the space to replace him.

There was obvious unhappiness on his usually casual face, "Xiaobao, you are only four years old. You should leave the murder to your mother. Also, even if you want to take revenge yourself, you shouldn't let the blood on your body?"

Xiaobao obediently admits his mistake, "Mother, Xiaobao will be more careful in killing bad people in the future, so as not to stain his clothes."

The trembling guests watching: Is this a conversation between a mother and a four-year-old child?

"Ha...haha...hahaha..." Suddenly, the intermittent laughter of Qingfeng came from the ground.

Everyone was startled by the laughter, wondering if Qing Feng had gone crazy because of the extreme fear and pain.

Only Di Mingjue frowned slightly and quickly walked to Xiaobao's side.

Grabbing Little Treasure's small wrist, he penetrated with strength, and his expression suddenly changed.

At this time, Qing Feng had already sat up clutching his broken arm, his face full of madness and resentment.

Seeing a flash of red in his eyes, Xiaobao immediately frowned, and beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead.

A low groan also overflowed from his mouth.

"Little Treasure!" Mu Yan was startled, and hurriedly used her profound strength to investigate Xiaobao's situation.

But he was stopped by Di Mingjue, "You can't touch him now, otherwise the two forces will collide and cause damage to Xiaobao's meridians."

"What the hell happened to Xiaobao?!" Mu Yan could no longer maintain her usual calm and composure, and her voice was trembling.

And Xiaobao couldn't hold it anymore, fell into her arms, grabbed her sleeve, and made a low and weak voice, "Mother, it hurts..."

Muyan opened her mouth and wanted to speak, but the color on her lips faded little by little, and she was trembling, but a little voice was released.

She stood up suddenly, sent the long sword in her hand, and pinned the laughing Qingfeng to the ground: "Tell me, what did you do?"

Qing Feng screamed again and wanted to resist, but Han Ye's sword light flashed, and one of the feet that Qing Feng kicked out was cut off.

"Ahhh...you...you can't kill me, you kill me, that...that little bastard can't live either!"

"You, the pain you inflicted on me, that little bastard will taste the same, hahahaha!"

Muyan turned her head to look abruptly, and saw Xiaobao in Di Mingjue's arms, full of cold sweat, her small body was twitching.

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