At this time, a dozen people were besieging an old man in his sixties.
Suddenly, the leader suddenly came towards the little girl.
Although Bing was even more confused, he saw that the leader was heading towards the little girl. He dodged slightly, unsheathed the sword at his waist, and faced the person who came forward.
The little girl stood so calmly from beginning to end.
It would not be an exaggeration to say she was calm. Apart from indifference and some worry, the rest of her face was filled with indifference.
Yun Luoxue in the carriage looked at the little girl, then at Qianmo Qingcheng, with an uncertain light shining in her eyes.
This little girl's behavior is really weird.
This little girl's behavior is really weird.
An old man in his 60s fought desperately for her, but she refused to run or leave, yet he just stared at him blankly.
To say that I was scared out of my mind was really impossible.
A little girl under eight years old could easily shake off Bing's hand, and she was surrounded by spiritual energy. It seemed unreasonable to say that she didn't know martial arts.
"Sha'er, go quickly." In just one breath, the old man roared as low as he could.
He is worried about the little girl.
And the little girl didn't seem to want to leave.
Shaking her head, the little girl said nothing and still stood quietly.
However, the leader, He Bing, confronted him, "If you dare to meddle in our affairs, you are seeking death."
The leader was dressed in black clothes, and a knife mark was carved on his slightly handsome cheek, making his originally handsome face suddenly look ferocious and terrifying.
The scar was already very dark, and it looked like it had been left on the face for a long time.
Bing does live up to his name, cold and ruthless, and can be said to be a good candidate for a killer.
Hearing this, a disdainful smile appeared on Bing's lips: "It's too early to say this."
The hilt of the sword in his hand suddenly turned towards the man in black opposite him. Bing had a fifth-level spiritual power, and dealing with ordinary people was as easy as crushing an ant.
But this time the man in black in front of him was not an ordinary person at all.
His abilities are on par with him.
Spiritual energy was scattered around, and a group of people fought against each other regardless of life or death.
But the two people sitting in the carriage were very leisurely.
Yun Luoxue knew that Qian Mo Qingcheng had no martial arts skills, and she didn't expect him to take action. But should she take action?
She really liked that little girl. When she first saw her, she felt like she wanted to protect her.
What is that power?
In the fighting circle, spiritual energy was flying everywhere, and powerful pressure spread to a small world in an instant.
But Beigong Shaer, who was in it, did not quit.
On the contrary, he was unable to catch up, and was affected by the huge pressure, and was bounced ten meters away in an instant.
With a muffled sound, Bei Gong Shaer was thrown flatly, and some dust was picked up on her young face.
Beigong Shaer didn't care, stood up, and looked at the old man who was surrounded by people again.
All this time, she never shouted or said a word.
"A guy who overestimates his own abilities."
With a 'bang' sound, as the words fell, the old man was slapped and flew away by a tall and burly man.
He spat out a stream of blood with a 'wow' sound. The old man's vision went dark for a moment, but his strong will allowed him to grit his teeth and persevere.
With a 'swipe', a bright sword light was forced towards the old man's neck, and an iron sword pointed at the old man's neck coldly.
"Beigong Shaer, if you don't come over, I will kill your grandfather immediately."
Beigong Shaer still had a silent expression on her face. When she heard what the man in black said, she actually walked towards the old man step by step.
The old man saw Beigong Shaer slowly walking over, and deep sadness flashed in his cloudy eyes. Will his Beigong family be ruined today?