"Still not leaving?" Several noble children were about to kick the beggar boy when the boy suddenly raised his head, a cold glint flashed in his eyes.
Several noble children suddenly froze when they met the dim light in his eyes.
What a sharp look, coming from an eight-year-old child? Lieyan's expression changed slightly, and he looked at the beggar with a hint of curiosity in his heart.
"Mom, I'm going to help that little brother." Huo'er suddenly volunteered and patted his chest, saying that he wanted to go up and help.
Lie Yan glanced down at him and smiled lightly, "Why did Huo'er think of helping?"
Huo'er's temperament was inherited from her, and she rarely meddles in other people's business. But after all, she is still young, and she still maintains her pure innocence. It is good to feel sympathy when seeing children about her own age being humiliated.
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Lie Yan raised his hand and rubbed his little head, and asked in a seductive way, "Do you want Huo'er to help that brother to fight off those bad guys?"
"Yeah!" Huo'er nodded his little head vigorously, a pair of black phoenix eyes flashing.
Doubao jumped up and down in his arms and shouted, "Doubao, go too, doubao, go help too!"
Xiaopang is afraid of death. If something happens, he will definitely stay at the last one. At this moment, he is squatting on Lieyan's shoulder. Xiaopang blinked a pair of mung bean eyes and shouted, "There are so many of them, and you two are so good! It's better not to do it."
Let’s go, we came to the Wonderland to play, not to fight!”
"Coward!" Doubao made a face at him.
Huo'er raised his head and asked, "Mom, can Huo'er go and help?"
There was a graceful smile on Lieyan's lips, and he nodded and said, "Yes, yes, but you have to remember that my mother will not help you, you know?"
"I know!" Huo'er nodded vigorously, hugged the bean bag, and ran towards the little beggar with his short legs.
There was a quiet and indifferent smile in Lie Yan's eyes, just looking at the few little ones from a distance, standing still.
"Stop! Don't bully others." Huo'er threw away the hand of one of the noble children. Doubao poked his head out of his arms and shouted, "Don't do it!"
Several noble children, all nine or ten years old, were startled by Huo'er who suddenly rushed over. When they saw the exquisite Huo'er clearly in front of them, they all couldn't help but open their eyes wide.
"Who are you?"
"What are you meddling in?"
After the noble children came to their senses, they couldn't help but curled their lips and scolded Huo'er angrily.
"If you don't get out of the way, don't blame us and we'll beat you up too!"
"This kind of beggar is born to taint people's eyes. I have said that I will beat him every time I see him! Get out of my way!"
Her beautiful phoenix eyes flickered, and Huo'er hurriedly rushed to the little beggar, blocked him behind, then stretched out his hands from his sleeves, and was instantly covered with a layer of ice spirit.
Strike first to gain the upper hand!
Huo'er's little paws were the first to slap the kid next to him, who called himself Young Master, on the back.
The aristocratic child was so surprised that he actually rolled a gourd on the spot, narrowly avoiding Huo'er's move.
Huo'er was stunned, and immediately changed his steps and quickly came to the noble child's side. A pair of cold hands wrapped in the chill grabbed his collar.
"Ah!!" The noble child shivered from the cold as soon as he touched Huo'er's hands.
"Mutated ice spirit root?" A child with good eyesight exclaimed, and hurriedly called to several other companions, all of them attacked Huo'er, "Everyone, hurry up, this kid has a mutated ice spirit root! Let's kill him together
uniform!"
How did they know that Huo'er was not a simple mutant spiritual root at all, but a pure ice body that was rare in the world.
The Pure Yuan Ice Body, which was completely inherited from his father, is known as the Chaos Spirit Body and the Pure Yuan Fire Body. It is known as the three most powerful spiritual bodies in the world. Compared with the small spiritual roots, it is naturally a rapid improvement.
They cannot be compared.
The pure ice body is cultivated in extremely cold places, and its improvement speed may even be higher than that of the chaotic spirit body!
How can it be compared with the Mutated Ice Spirit Root? It’s not the same concept at all!
Doubao suddenly poked his head out of Huo'er's arms and blew out a mouthful of ice mist. A cloud of icy cold mist exploded among the three children in an instant, freezing the three children who couldn't react in time.
It formed into strips and stood frozen on the spot.
"Master Ji!" the other two children shouted with red eyes, gritted their teeth and rushed towards Huo'er.
One of them even sacrificed a three-foot green peak. The sword was gleaming. As soon as it was unsheathed, it rushed towards Huo'er, the sword energy flying freely!
Huo'er hurriedly opened his short legs and moved around to avoid the sword.
The noble child's face began to turn pale in less than a minute as he stretched out his fingers to pull the sword.
Doubao spit out a mouthful of white mist, but the sword shuttled through the white mist and flew straight towards Huo'er's face.
"Wow!" Doubao exclaimed, "Huo'er, get out of the way!"
Huo'er jumped back and bumped into a hard body. He looked up and saw the beggar with a black face. His eyes were red with anxiety. He grabbed his arm and shouted, "You
What are you doing here so stupidly? Run away!"
Suddenly, a black wind blew past his eyes, and Huo'er turned around dumbfounded.
I saw the little beggar, who was half a head taller than him, suddenly stretched out his hand to grasp the flying sword.
A pair of small black hands were covered with a fiery red light!
As the blazing light increased, the sword he was holding emitted a layer of green smoke, and just like that, it disappeared in the eyes of Huo'er and Doubao in disbelief.
Got it!
"Wow!" Huo'er and Doubao both opened their mouths and looked at the boy standing in front of them with sighs on their faces.
Although this figure is small, when it is blocked in front of them, it looks so majestic and tall!
The beggar glanced at Huo'er for a moment, then gathered up his rags and walked away.
Mu Tiankuang had already bought the ticket and returned to Lieyan. At this moment, his eyes were staring at the little beggar who was leaving. He flickered slightly and said, "Pure Yuan Liehuo body? It's quite rare."
Lieyan smiled, looked at his son who ran back to him with a stinking face, raised his hand to rub his hair, and whispered, "Does Huoer understand the truth?"
"There is a sky outside the sky! There are people outside the world! People cannot be judged by their appearance!" Huo'er said maturely, holding a pair of small hands behind his hands.
Mu Tiankuang couldn't help but laugh. He looked at his wife beside him, who looked like she was teaching her son in a persuasive way, and he felt increasingly warm in his heart.