Grim boy

Not far behind the man in black, there was a dead green wolf, but next to him stood a little boy in black clothes and black pants with shoulder-length black hair.

The little boy was about eight years old, and his little handsome face was full of gloom and coldness, with his hands on his back, his waist straight, and his eyes staring sharply at the battle in the field, with a very flamboyant and cold momentum, but the appearance of this little adult made Brahma Luo on the tree a little stunned and a little funny.

At the moment when Ximen Fuxue's figure fell, the powerful coercion forced the two teams to stop, and they each retreated in embarrassment.

The little boy raised his head, and surprise flashed in his dark eyes, and then his black eyes narrowed, and he looked at the handsome and chic Ximen blowing snow in the middle.

"Young master, this person is too strong! We are not opponents. One of the five black-clothed men who retreated immediately said in horror to the little man behind him.

"Your Excellency!" The young men were all relieved to see Simon blowing snow, and a smile appeared on their pale faces.

Ximen Fuxue looked at the injured people next to him, frowned slightly, and swept towards the black-clothed man opposite with a cold gaze, when he saw the cold little boy behind the most ugly, surprise flashed in Xinyue's eyes, it wouldn't be so coincidental, right? I just remembered this little guy before, and now I met it.

"Mo Xingchen?" Simon's words of blowing snow shook several people in black.

"Young Master, do you know him?" Su Ke, a middle-aged man in black, was surprised.

The little boy waved his hand, full of momentum, and walked slowly forward, staring suspiciously at Simon Blowing Snow.

"Simon Old Monster?!" The little boy apparently recognized it too.

"Poof!" Brahma Luo on the tree finally couldn't help laughing, in fact, when Simon Fuxue told her her real age, she also wanted to say these three words, but she didn't expect someone to say it directly in front of him.

This movement naturally attracted everyone's attention.

Brahma immediately covered her mouth with her hand, and just wanted to laugh, when suddenly a gray light shot at her.

"Holy! Dead boy, you don't have to be so ruthless, right? "Brahma Luo was really scared, he was just a five-year-old doll, this little kid actually made a killing move because he laughed, this heart is not ordinary vicious.

Ximen Fuxue's face changed slightly, but he didn't make a move, but the corners of his mouth hooked up some interesting smiles.

As soon as he came, he knew the strength of these people, this little boy who was deeply impressed in his heart was eight years old this year, and his strength was a seven-star spiritual warrior, an eight-year-old seven-star spiritual warrior, and this kind of talent was rare in the entire continent.

However, he is also optimistic about Brahma Luo's strength, the little girl's strength may not be as good as Mo Xingchen, but her strange body style, coupled with the silver needle hidden weapon, is afraid that she will have to fight.

The corners of Mo Xingchen's mouth twitched violently because of Brahma Luo's words, thinking that since he was born, no one dared to scold him for being a dead boy.

However, when he saw Brahma Luo's small body nimbly avoiding his gray rays, and one of them turned over and landed under the tree, he suddenly opened his mouth wide and was stupid.

The other people present were also amazed, one was surprised by the small size of this little doll, and the other was that such a small girl could actually dodge a blow from the Seven Star Spirit Warrior.

After Brahma Luo landed, his little face also turned cold, and a pair of phoenix eyes stared at Mo Xingchen, the sneak attacker, a little angrily, can't he smile and laugh by himself? Whose child is so rude.

"Young Master?" Su Ke couldn't help but remind his little master when he saw his little master's gaffe expression, but he was a little embarrassed in his heart, and it was really rare for the little master to have a second expression.