It was too late, but it was too fast. Yan Xiaotong dodged the black energy, and then a pink lotus appeared in his hand. The lotus grew bigger and bigger in his hand. Finally, Yan Xiaotong pushed it out with his little hand, and the pink lotus quickly
and headed towards Duan Fengxing.
It's just that Duan Fengxing was faster and the black ball in his hand was pushed out at the same time, and the two collided together.
There was a loud bang, and half of the tables and chairs in the inn were shattered.
Duan Fengxing was surprised by Yan Xiaotong's power. He didn't expect that a little baby could be so powerful.
There was a look of ruthlessness in his eyes. This child could not be kept. Not only did he have the mind of an adult, but his martial arts skills were even better than those of ordinary people. His existence was simply a threat to him.
Thinking of Duan Fengxing's strange dodge, he came behind Yan Xiaotong and clasped his hand on Yan Xiaotong's shoulder like a magnet.
"Ah..." Yan Xiaotong cried out in pain, his heart in a mess, and he wanted to break away from Duan Fengxing, but Duan Fengxing held him tightly and couldn't break free at all.
Duan Fengxing used evil power to absorb Yan Xiaotong's spiritual power bit by bit. He suddenly discovered that Yan Xiaotong's spiritual power was very pure. The more of this spiritual power the better for him.
The first thing Tian Xiangyu saw when she got out of bed and walked out the door was that Yan Xiaotong's hair was messy, her face was pale, and there was no trace of blood at all.
"Duan Fengxing, let go of the kid." Tian Xiangyu shouted anxiously.
"How is that possible?" Duan Fengxing looked at Tian Xiangyu and said coldly.
This child cannot be kept, he will never keep him, not to mention his spiritual power is so pure.
"Really not letting go?" Tian Xiangyu asked decisively.
Duan Fengxing nodded firmly and used the evil power in his hand even more.
"Duan Fengxing, if you don't want the Love Fall, right? If you don't want to get the power inside the Love Fall, then do it."
Tian Xiangyu looked at Duan Fengxing coldly, the hairpin in her hand touching her temple.
"You..." Duan Fengxing frowned. He didn't expect Tian Xiangyu to be so decisive and willing to take his own life.
"He is not your son, you actually..."
"Does it have anything to do with you? Let it go or not?" The hairpin in his hand stabbed hard at his temple, the sharp head scratched the skin, and blood flowed down his face.
"I, let it go, you put down the hairpin."
Duan Fengxing believed that Tian Xiangyu could do it, so he withdrew his hand, and Yan Xiaotong fell weakly from mid-air.
Tian Xiangyu anxiously threw away the hairpin in her hand and ran forward to catch the fallen Yan Xiaotong.
"Xiaotong, how are you? Are you okay?" Tian Xiangyu looked at the weak Yan Xiaotong in her arms with tears in her eyes.
Yan Xiaotong shook his head and smiled at Tian Xiangyu, "It's okay."
"You still say you're fine, look at you." Tian Xiangyu's heart was filled with indifference, and at this moment he actually said he was fine.
"Don't cry." Yan Xiaotong raised his chubby little hand, wiped away the tears from the corners of Tian Xiangyu's eyes, and showed a gentle smile to Tian Xiangyu.
"Fool..." Tears burst out of her eyes and she couldn't stop them. She didn't understand how he could be so mature when he was still a child? What on earth had he experienced?
He is still just a child.
Yan Xiaotong shook his head and said nothing. It was impossible for him to say it.
As long as Yu'er is safe, so what if his life is sacrificed? So what if his soul is lost? As long as Yu'er is happy, he will be willing to do whatever he is asked to do.