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724. Treat Enemies Gentlely (1)

The little boy is born with a cold temper and cannot pretend to be cute or innocent. He still has a cool little face when a sword is pointed at his throat.

The man with the grimace became more and more excited and cursed fiercely, "It's really you, you little bastard! Why, do you think you can't see people with a face like your father's, so you change your appearance before you dare to go out?"

He originally hated him for hurting his mother, and heard him insult his father, but the little boy still put the overall situation first and kept in mind the tasks assigned to him by his father. There was no sign of anger on his face, "I don't understand.

what are you saying."

"Haha, do you really think you can hide it from me? How could I recognize you if you weren't curious?"

"Tell you the truth! I hate your father so much, why would I only kill his women? Little boy, haven't you noticed that your martial arts progress has been getting slower and slower in the past year?" [

He Lianrui and Leng Chengran in the dark both felt shocked.

This makes it very clear. Before being beaten out of the Demon Cult, the man with the grimace must have given some poison to the little boy.

Moreover, this poison must be powerful and rare. Both their master and apprentice were very good at medical skills, but they didn't notice anything strange about this little boy.

The man with the grimace laughed. His voice was already hoarse. The laughter was like sandpaper rubbing against wood. It didn't sound like a human being laughing at all. It made people's hair stand on end.

Halfway through his laughter, he felt something poking him from behind.

The thing was so sharp that it could even penetrate his clothes and pierce his flesh.

"who!"

Turning around suddenly, I realized it was a short and short little girl.

There were two tears in the little girl's eyes, and she timidly raised her little hand... and poked the grimacing man with a bamboo stick.

The bamboo stick was what she used when eating octopus balls just now. Even after using it, she kept it in her hand...

Because there are no trash cans on the road~

You have to be a good boy with five principles and four beauties, and you can't litter anywhere, eh.

The little girl is definitely a standard good baby. Not only does she care for the environment, but she doesn't dare to directly protest when someone scares her.

She just asked the man with a scared face with a face that was about to cry, "I'm so scared. I'm going to show you a show. Can you please stop laughing?"

As he said that, he started to "perform" very proactively.

The little hand waved slightly in the air.

The man with a grimace looked at her sinisterly, "That's it?"

He didn't pay attention to the sound of gasping air in the stone room.

He doesn’t need to pay attention either...[

Because soon, he felt someone behind him poking him with a sharp object...

Who is it again!

He was clearly standing facing the little girl, why would someone poke him in the back?

Turning his head angrily, he saw "half" of Helian Rui floating in the air...

It's really only half of it, only the upper body... I don't know where the legs are...

The half of the pistil was also holding a small bamboo stick, with a look of grievance on the verge of tears.

"...Who! Who!"

The grim-faced man turned his head hurriedly and found that there were really two little girls... no, one and a half...

The little girl was so sad, "Don't you like my program?"

I quickly waved my little hand again, trying to make the "show" more exciting.

Then a third her appeared in the air...

Then the fourth, the fifth...

When a whole circle of obedient little girls surrounded him hand in hand, the grim-faced man finally couldn't bear the terrible psychological pressure and strange sight. He shouted "Ah" and fainted to the ground.

Of course, Princess Pingran fainted earlier than him...

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