"Woman, you are looking for death." Sikong Xuan's voice seemed to come out of hell. He snatched the person from Li Ruo's arms, and she received a slap on the chest. She vomited blood and fainted to the ground.
Sikong Xuan looked at the person lying on the ground coldly and turned around expressionlessly. As a result, the person in his arms suddenly burst into tears.
For a moment, he was at a loss. He could only rely on the memory in his mind, walking back and forth and raising his arms slightly. As a result, the crying did not stop, but became louder and louder.
"Stop crying." He couldn't help but yelled.
The baby's cry stopped abruptly.
Sikong Xuan snorted coldly and raised his legs, only to hear the cry again.
The man on the ground opened his eyes helplessly, touched his aching chest, coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood, and stood up unsteadily.
"Give me your son back."
Sikong Xuan looked at the person standing up and frowned. Just now he was wondering why that palm could make her faint, but it turned out to be an act.
"You don't deserve him."
Li Ruo opened her eyes wide, looked at his expression carefully, and couldn't help but curse: "What the hell, I don't deserve to have him? I was ten months pregnant, and despite the worldly view and the pressure from the outside world, I lost half of my life."
It took me my life to give birth to him, and you say I’m not worthy? Damn it, who are you?”
"I said you don't deserve it, so you don't deserve it." After Sikong Xuan finished speaking, he hugged him and prepared to leave. However, the person in his arms cried even more fiercely.
"Sikong Xuan, let me tell you, even if you are his father, you have no right to criticize me. Give me your son back."
Li Ruo's words made him stunned for a moment, and then he asked coldly: "You already knew about this, didn't you?"
"I know your sister, give me my son back." Li Ruo ignored his surprised expression and stared at him with clenched fists.
"Huh." Sikong Xuan stood there and looked at her, as if to see whether what she said was true or false.
"Bah, bah, bah..." The person in his arms started to make a fuss, using his hands and feet together, as if trying to break free from his arms.
"Don't move, don't cry, don't make trouble." Sikong Xuan said in a muffled voice with a frown on his face as he was not paying attention and almost fell him.
Upon seeing this scene, Li Ruo crossed her arms and looked at him with raised eyebrows and asked: "Sikong Xuan, it's easy to keep my son from making trouble. Just give him milk. Do you have it?"
"I will find a wet nurse for him." Upon hearing this, Sikong Xuan said coldly and flew away from the place.
"Huh, once you experience my son's tormenting ability, you will know that it is your fault." Li Ruo looked at the direction in which he disappeared and couldn't help but touch his aching chest.
What the hell, there is actually the so-called internal strength and lightness skill in this era. This is really a disadvantage for me as a person in the 21st century.
You must never confront him head-on in the future. Even if you want to, you have to take some magical elixir to become invincible.
Sikong Xuan wondered why the people behind him were silent, but the people in his arms were enough to worry about, so he didn't look back.
But Li Ruo, who was standing there, was already thinking about how to take his son away.
That night, the masters of Maple Grove Villa made an exception to have dinner in the hall because the master of the village had given an order.
What is surprising is that the wife of the owner of the village, who was abandoned before entering the house, is also invited. This makes the other women in the village put even more effort into dressing up.
Because Sikong Xuan specifically ordered his subordinates.