"Now, come over to me!"

Hearing Qingfeng's words, Xiaobao immediately walked towards him step by step.

"Little master, you can't go over!"

was deftly dodged by Xiaobao.

"Hahaha...... See? He's my puppet now, my slave. I am his master, I can control his life and death, and I can trample him under his feet at will. As long as I die, he will only die more miserable than I am. ”

"You brute, you dare to attack our little master!!"

Qing Feng was startled and screamed loudly, "Kill me, this little will die with me!!"

The cold night's movements stopped in mid-air.

The cannibalistic gaze was fixed on Qing Feng's face.

Qing Feng's face, which was distorted by fright, once again showed a vicious and vicious smile.

He turned his head to look at Xiaobao, "You, go and cut off his limbs for me!"

Qing Feng's hand was on Han Ye's body, and his eyes were full of pride and resentment.

On a cold night, I really want to break the corpses of the people in front of me.

Dare to take advantage of the little master who is only four years old.

He looked nervously at Xiaobao.

If the little master really attacked him, Cold Night would never resist, even if he was seriously injured and forced to return to the Immortal Cultivation Continent.

Xiaobao's head hung slightly.

Because of the pain and cold sweat, the neatly combed hair became a little messy.

The soft black hair fell down, half-covering the handsome little face.

The long eyelashes fluttered gently like a small fan, hanging low, covering the light in the eyes.

It wasn't until he heard Qing Feng's order that he slowly raised his head.

The big ice-blue eyes were clear, without a trace of confusion and distraction.

But it is as cold as a cold pool, the bottom of the abyss.

I shivered inexplicably in the cold night.

Then I heard Xiaobao say to Qingfeng: "Is it a good idea to cut off your limbs?" So you're going to do it now, right?"

Qing Feng was stunned, and then suddenly frowned and shouted: "I asked you to cut off the limbs of your subordinates, what are you still doing in a daze, I am your master, do you want to disobey the master's orders?"

While shouting, he runs the Xuan Qi and stimulates the seed of the witchcraft in his body.

There was a burst of heat in the sea of qi, which was a sign of the sense and connection of the witch pact.

Qing Feng immediately showed a hideous smile.

But then, the child's crisp but cold voice came from his ears, "Chop off your remaining foot!"

The sound was obviously not heavy, but it sounded like a thunderclap in my ears.

Then Qing Feng felt that his body was out of control.

The broken hand picked up a sword with difficulty and sharpened it fiercely.

Qing Feng's only remaining leg broke and flew out.

His eyes widened in horror, and he couldn't even feel the pain, looking at the expressionless Xiaobao and the sword in his hand, all that remained on his face was horror and despair.

"Why? Why are you not controlled by the Witch Pact?!"

Not only is it not controlled by the Witch Pact, but it can even control the Mother Gu of the Witch Pact Seed in turn, how is this possible?!

Reverse the order of the master and servant of the seed of the witchcraft.

Unless, unless, this little boy's physique, flesh and blood, and bones are countless grades better than him.

Just like a human and an ant, even if the ant is planted with a female Gu of the seed of witchcraft, it is impossible to control humans.

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