"You are the evil ghost! I will not let you hurt my child. Go to die, go to die!" Qin Qi moved a little mechanically, with a numb and dazed expression, staring at Ye Hui'an with scarlet eyes, without any sense of emotion.

Behind her, the little boy was holding a ceramic doll and giggling, "Mom Kill"

Qin Qi, who was originally determined to kill Ye Hui'an, suddenly stopped moving, looked at the little boy with a blank look, raised the stone and smashed it into his head.

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Ye Hui'an's pupils shrank, and he slashed Qin Qi's wrist and knocked off the stone she was holding.

"Don't be too proud too early. When I came out to have sex, you didn't know where you were!"

He pushed Qin Qi away and rushed into the house with his backhand.

"Don't run away, I'm going to kill you!" Qin Qi ran in, staring at Ye Hui'an with a ferocious face.

It's so crazy, it turns out that little kids are the most difficult things to deal with.

Ye Huian wiped the sweat off her head. She used a lot of mental energy and spiritual energy to draw gossip just now. If it rained tonight, it would be fine. If it didn't rain, she would probably be a real ordinary person for a long time.

The little boy seemed to see Ye Hui'an's intention, and in the blink of an eye it had appeared on the counter where the urns were placed.

"Hehehehe" strange laughter sounded again, and the little boy held the ceramic doll in one hand and reached towards the urn.

Ye Hui raised her heart, and as the little boy's hand was about to touch the surface of the urn, a dazzling light suddenly popped out of the urn.

"Ah" The little boy was burned in an instant, his blue and white skin was dissatisfied with the hideous burn marks, and his skin was so terrible that he turned out.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Huian rolled on the spot and took away the urn on the table.

"Baby, what's wrong with you, baby!" Qin Qi hurriedly rushed to the little boy, hugging him and exclaimed.

"Mom" the little boy opened his mouth while whimpering and was about to bite Qin Qi's neck.

"Sister Qin, your child is here!" He opened the lid of the urn and helped him with a gust of wind. He blew out some of the ashes inside, and drifted on Qin Qi.

Qin Qi shivered, and her empty eyes instantly returned to clear light. At this time, she happened to see the little boy relying on his bloody mouth to bite him, and screamed and fainted on the ground.

"Kid, you're dead this time."

Ye Hui'an's lips raised, and the dark blue flame in his palm rose at some point.

The little boy was already injured, and with fear of the flames in Ye Hui'an's palm, he turned around and prepared to leave. Qin Qi, who was supposed to be unconscious, suddenly reached out to grab the ceramic doll it was holding and smashed it hard on the ground.

The ceramic doll broke all the way, and the little boy screamed, and his thin body began to crack as visible to the naked eye. Finally, it turned into half of the broken stone statues scattered on the ground one by one.

"Sister Qin, please give up!" He strode forward and stuffed the urn into Qin Qi's arms, and quickly threw the blue flames into the little boy's split body.

The black mist seemed to be trapped halfway, gathering back into a small human form, surrounded by burning flames.

"Ahhh"

The fire finally went out after nearly ten minutes. There was no trace of the broken ceramic doll on the ground.

However, the eyes that were originally opened on the ceramic doll have now closed, and the corners of the raised mouth bent downward, as if they were crying.
Chapter completed!