The little boy screamed in pain, his whole body was knocked away, and his head hit the stone on the ground.
Seeing that he was about to hit his head and bleed, the little boy instinctively closed his eyes and turned pale. Suddenly he heard a flash of wind.
His little body fell into a soft embrace.
There is a faint medicinal fragrance passing through the tip of the nose, fresh and warm.
The little boy subconsciously opened his eyes and saw only a strand of long black hair sliding in the wind.
The woman wore an exquisite crimson mask on her face, revealing only her fair, small chin and a pair of clear and narrow phoenix eyes.
She quickly caught him with one hand, stepped on the wind under her feet, and fell into the air. A small fluffy beast squatted on her shoulder. She gently grasped it with her right hand, and a fiery red whip automatically appeared in her palm, surrounded by spiritual light.
With the whip on his body, he exudes a fierce aura.
So...beautiful...
The little boy was stunned and couldn't come to his senses.
The woman who saved the little boy was Yun Luo who hurried to the Netherworld Mountains.
She had followed Gun Gun's instructions and tracked Xiao Mo's aura all the way here. Suddenly she saw a small figure that looked exactly like Xiao Mo being chased, and she subconsciously took action to save them.
The moment she took the little boy into her arms, Yun Luo realized that this was not Xiao Mo.
Although their figures look very similar at first glance, the child in their arms is obviously heavier than Xiao Mo.
Yun Luo felt a little disappointed, but it was expected.
While she was on guard against the men in black who were chasing after her across the street, she lowered her eyes slightly, frowned and asked, "Little guy, are you okay?"
Before she finished speaking, she suddenly saw the face of the little boy in her arms, and was shocked!
This is an extremely delicate-looking boy, about four or five years old. His small face has delicate and handsome features, a straight nose and thin lips, black hair and snow-skinned skin. He is like a flawless jade-carved doll, and his eyes are like splashes of ink.
Her slender sword-shaped eyebrows reveal a bit of boyish heroism.
Perhaps because of the fright, the little boy pursed his lips tightly, his face was slightly pale, and his expression was tense and cold.
He looks like a cold and proud little guy.
But at this moment, the little boy stared blankly at Yun Luo with his round eyes open, and there was a hint of cute stupidity on his delicate and cold face.
What's unbelievable is that the little boy's eyes are exactly the same as those of Xiaotuanzi...
Rare pure purple!!
"..."
Yun Luo's heart was shocked, and his face was full of surprise and astonishment.
She never thought that there would be someone with exactly the same eyes as Xiao Mo in this world.
If it weren't for the fact that this little boy's facial features were completely different from Xiao Mo's, she would almost have doubted whether this was another child she had lost!
Before Yun Luo could be surprised for long, the menacing men in black on the opposite side had already caught up to him.
Without any unnecessary words, raising the sword is a fatal move!
Murderous sword rays swept across the wind and thunder, attacking Yun Luo's vital points, as if they were going to pierce her and the little boy's hearts.
Yun Luo's eyes turned cold, and he protected the little boy in his arms with one hand. The long whip in his hand rolled like a dragon, and struck away as fast as lightning.
"Bang -" The whip shadow collided with the sword light, and the golden and red spiritual energy collided with each other and exploded directly.
The scorching hot air waves stirred up the surrounding rocks and vegetation and sent them flying backwards.
Rumble.
Several weaker men in black spurted out a mouthful of blood on the spot and fell to the ground.
"Who are you?!" The leader of the man in black was shocked. He realized that the other person was not a soft persimmon, raised his hand, stopped, and asked sternly.