"You...... Do you know what you're doing? I'm a disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect, and if I offend the Heavenly Dao Sect, you will never be able to gain a foothold on the continent again......! Don't mess around!"

Han Ye showed a sinister smile, the sword in his hand slowly tapped into his palm, and walked towards Qingfeng step by step.

Even the Jin King of the Innate Realm was powerless in the face of these two people.

What's more, it's Qingfeng?

His face was contorted with extreme fear, and then his gaze swept over Xiaobao to the side.

Suddenly it turned hideous and vicious.

Before the cold night and the shadow ghost could react, Qingfeng jumped up suddenly.

Grab Xiaobao.

A cold light flashed in his hand, and a knife had appeared in Qingfeng's hand, across the front of Xiaobao's neck.

"Don't come here, if you dare to come, I'll kill this little cub!!"

Cold Night and Shadow Charm stopped.

It's just that their faces didn't show nervousness, but their eyes were full of pity and contempt when they looked at him condescendingly.

Qingfeng's heart gave birth to a trace of panic for no reason.

The hand holding the knife moved more tightly towards Xiaobao's neck: "I'm not joking with you, if you dare to act rashly, I will immediately cut off the neck of this little." ”

"Who do you call...... Little?" A crisp and pleasant female voice suddenly sounded.

Qing Feng turned his head suddenly, and saw Mu Yan, who was still healing Bai Yichen and Luo Beiyu just now, stood up in shock.

The long black hair was draped behind him, and the fiery red wedding dress reflected the face like snow.

A pair of sparkling peach blossom eyes, like squinting but not squinting, graceful, more and more girlish and charming, stunning.

But Qing Feng faced such a face, but instead of being confused in the slightest, a cold fear rose from the tail vertebrae.

Seeing the girl stepping on the delicate red embroidered shoes, she walked towards him step by step.

Beads of sweat fell from Qingfeng's forehead, and the hand holding the knife trembled.

"You, don't come...... This little is...... It's your son, isn't it? If he's dead, you're going to be very sad! So you'd better settle them and let me out......"

Mu Yan's eyes were full of coldness, but the corners of his mouth hooked up a cold and mocking smile.

"Really, you want to kill my son......? Give it a try!"

Qing Feng saw that Mu Yan's steps did not pause for a single step, and he had no way to retreat.

His face finally showed a hideous face, "You forced me! Even if I die, I will let the little pay for my life!!"

The hand holding the hilt of the knife slammed into force.

Slashed down at Xiaobao's snow-white and fragile neck.

His eyes had changed from fear to cruel madness.

His mind was full of this fragile little life, in his own hands, and Mu Yan looked like he was in pain and madness.

However, the hand slashed down fiercely, and the expected scene of sharp blades entering the flesh and blood splashing did not appear.

Qingfeng's hand seemed to be bound by something, and he was frozen in mid-air, unable to advance or retreat for half a minute.

And what shackled his hand was a chubby, white and tender little hand that could only hold half of his wrist.

Qing Feng stiffened and slowly lowered his head.

Then he met Xiao Bao's ice-blue eyes and delicate facial features.

On the handsome little face, a mocking sneer slowly spread.

Then, the tiny fingers slammed into it.

Hearing only the clicking sound, Qingfeng only felt a sharp pain in his wrist.

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