Those who underestimate little Momo will definitely die miserably. Of course, those who underestimate her mother will suffer even worse!
"Pretend for me!"
After the thunder tribulation was over, Yin Zhengyue immediately walked up to the only person who survived and kicked him in the head. Moreover, her kick was in just the right position to prevent him from dying immediately, but
It will make him miserable.
The man lying on the ground wailed and opened his frightened eyes, "Spare me, I was instructed by others, please spare me!!!"
Jun Jing stepped forward and shouted: "Who asked you to come?!"
In fact, he already had the answer in his mind, but he still wanted to get confirmation from this person.
"It's Liu Yue from Yan Yunzong, it's him! Just get around me!"
This person never imagined that this seemingly weak woman and the cute, pink child would end up in such a way.
This time he sent one foot to the gate of hell.
"I knew it was him, how could it be unreasonable for him to target me like this in the Yanyun Sect, and this time he would resort to any means to hire someone to kill me!!" Jun Jing said angrily.
After asking clearly, Yin Zhengyue twisted her neck and made a creaking sound. The sound was chilling in her ears.
"I told you, are you still going to kill me?" the man said in shock, looking at Yin Zhengyue as if he was seeing a ghost.
Yin Zhengyue didn't speak. At this time, Xiao Momo hugged her arm, grinned her white teeth, and the two dimples on her cheeks were deeply revealed. She blinked and said, "Did we say we won't kill?"
You? Anyone who bullies us should go to hell. The Lord of Hell will definitely entertain you with eighteen levels of hell——"
Xiao Momo's childish voice still has a hint of milkiness, but no matter who hears his words, they will not take it as a joke, because his eyes are dark, but there is no warmth at all, which is completely inconsistent with that smiling face.
of maturity.
Very similar to Yin Zhengyue at this time, one big and one small are both demons.
"ah--"
Without giving the man a chance, Yin Zhengyue and Xiao Momo kicked out at the same time, kicking the man far away. From time to time, the sound of broken bones could be heard.
Yin Zhengyue's kick just now cut off his life, while Xiao Momo turned his entire chest and all the bones in his hands and feet into broken bones.
Jun Jing reached out and originally wanted to ask a few more questions, but was stunned when he heard Xiao Momo's words. When he came to his senses, he was shocked by the methods of the two men.
He really didn't know what words to use to describe his mood at this time.
Xiao Momo put away the five daggers and hugged Yin Zhengyue's right leg tightly with a smile.
This is his favorite move, and it's also because his height can only protect Yin Zhengyue's thighs.
"mother--"
"You brat, I was almost scared to death by you!"
"hey-hey--"
Yin Zhengyue rolled her eyes, looked at Jun Jing's injured hand and said, "Brother Jun, are you okay?"
Jun Jing immediately answered: "Something's wrong-" Then he shook his head, "My hand is fine, but I have some questions..."
His eyes passed over Xiao Momo.
Yin Zhengyue also looked at Xiao Momo.
"Xiao Momo, what level of cultivation are you at now?"
Little Momo's big round eyes curved into crescent moons, "According to the level of martial arts cultivation that Uncle Jun and Mom mentioned before, Momo feels that he should have reached the Divine Refining Realm now!"
Jun Jing's eyes widened, "Refining God Realm!?"
Yin Zhengyue was also a little surprised that this brat had reached such a level!
Xiao Momo shook his head, "Yes, the state of cultivating the soul!"