Chapter 2909 4.509 Picked up a Little Monk

The leader of the man in black paused in his hand, and when he looked up, he saw a slender figure like a glimpse, and he jumped in front of him with a swoosh.

The little girl stretched out her hand without saying a word, and the water spirit condensed into a sword and wiped it straight towards his neck.

This extremely ruthless style of action made the little black-clothed leader panic, and he couldn't help shivering.

"Keng!" The little black-clothed leader subconsciously raised the knife in his hand to block the long sword made of Qiao Mu Ningbing.

When the bright small ice crystal particles touched the fire on the little boss's knife, not only did they show no signs of annihilation, but they even exuded a cold air.

On the contrary, it was the fire that covered the little boss's knife, so it was slightly weaker, and it seemed to be going out.

The little head of the man in black was horrified and blurted out, "Who are you?"

The little girl looked like sixteen or seventeen, but when she made a move, she would kill her.

Of course, in China, you cannot underestimate any child who looks very young.

Because the ghost knows whether this "child" is a centuries-old old monster disguised as tender.

However, Qiao Mu ignored him at all. He picked up the long sword that was frozen into ice, pulled out a few beautiful sword flowers, and stabbed the little black-clothed leader in the chest.

The little leader was holding a long gray cloth bag in one hand. Even in his heyday, he was not necessarily a match for the little guy, let alone one-handed competition with Qiao Mu.

Qiao Mu stretched out his hand and patted it, his spiritual power oscillated out, and he flew out the long knife in the man's right hand and landed on the ground with a bang.

The little leader's eyes panicked for a moment, then he turned around and ran away with the gray cloth bag in his arms.

Just as soon as I lifted my foot, I felt that my leg was weak, and the next moment I fell to one knee and spit out two mouthfuls of black blood.

He lowered his head and looked at the place where he was scratched by the little girl's ice sword. It was obvious that he was bleeding black and greasy. Seeing that the color was very abnormal, it must have been the other party's trick that was poisoned by someone.

The little boss trembled all over, and before he had time to roar, he kicked the little girl on the other side to the ground.

Qiao Mu couldn't help but snatched the gray cloth bag wrapped in the man's arms.

With her delicate fingers, she gently opened the gray cloth bag, revealing a small face like a beautiful pink and white dumpling.

The little boy with the jade face and red lips is the little monk Kongkong.

Qiao Mu looked at the sleeping little monk with his eyes closed, and his heart sank for no reason.

The little monk is here?

What about the family members far away in Sikongxing?

Could it be that some powerful enemy entered Sikongxing and took Kongkong from her family.

Her heart was swaying up and down, and when she thought of what might happen to Wei Ziqin and others on Sikong Star, she felt cold and tormented.

Qiao Mu raised his hand and pushed on several acupoints on Kong Kong's body. Seeing that he didn't move at all, his heart sank even more.

At this time, Mo Lian had finished dealing with the group of men in black, and she came to Qiao Mu in a flash, "Qiao Qiao."

He saw the little monk's state at a glance, and he couldn't help frowning and said, "What's wrong with him."

"It should be someone who was feeding the sleeping pill." Qiao Mu looked suspiciously at the woman and the driver, and the more he looked at them, the more suspicious they became.

"Who are you?" Qiao Mu's eyes were sharp.

Why did they drive that carriage and take Kong Kong to escape in the Great Northern View Forest?