427 Puppet III
A heart seemed to be clenched tightly, and she couldn't breathe in pain.
"Hahaha......" Qingfeng laughed more and more rampantly, "I gave Li Jinting a witchcraft seed, but he didn't know that his witchcraft seed was only a weakened version, and the witchcraft seed in my hand was the most powerful, even if it was a person with innate cultivation, he couldn't resist at all." ”
Qing Feng said as he took out the pill and poured it into his mouth, and the injuries on his hands and feet immediately stopped bleeding.
As long as he is alive, he has hope of turning the tables.
Qing Feng continued: "I have already taken the Witch Pact Seed just now, when that little cut off my arm...... cough cough cough ...... I deliberately, deliberately let the blood splash on his face, and sure enough, a few drops also spilled into his mouth, and now he is my puppet. ”
"Under the urging of my mind, let him live is life, let him die, and he will die!"
"If you dare to kill me, I will definitely let him bury me with me, hahahaha!"
Qingfeng's laughter was extremely arrogant and proud, but Mu Yan and Cold Night and Shadow Charm were indeed in a dilemma.
If what this person said is true, then Xiaobao's life can be said to be in his hands.
Mu Yan hates being threatened the most, but now it is Xiaobao's life that threatens him.
No matter how much she hates, she can only bear it.
For her, Xiaobao is everything.
"You, what do you want?"
Hearing Mu Yan's soft voice, even if Qingfeng broke his hand and foot now, and he was in pain, he couldn't help but look up to the sky and smile.
"Do you want your little to live? hehe, then you come over first and connect my hands and feet for me. ”
"Don't you claim to be a charming doctor, unparalleled in the world? It's just that there shouldn't be any problem in connecting the severed hands and feet, right? If you can't do it, then don't blame me for cutting off your little's hands and feet. ”
Mu Yan didn't have the slightest expression on his face, and his eyes were as cold as if they were condensed with ten thousand years of cold ice.
Qingfeng looked at her face, and unconsciously shuddered.
Instinctive fear made his body tremble.
But remembering that Xiaobao's life was in his hands, he became arrogant again, "What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you come and take my hand for me?"
Mu Yan took a deep breath and was about to pass.
Suddenly, a faint voice came from behind him, "Mother......
Mu Yan turned around suddenly, and saw that Xiaobao had already gotten up from Di Mingjue's arms.
The little face was still miserable and white, but the painful look on the face had disappeared, and the body no longer trembled.
And Di Mingjue's expression has returned to normal.
He also stood up, walked to Mu Yan's side, and hugged her cold and trembling body.
Mu Yan wanted to go over and hug Xiaobao, but was hugged by Di Mingjue, "Don't worry, with Benjun here, will something happen to our son?"
The man's voice was low and cold, but it was strangely soothing.
Mu Yan raised his head and looked at him.
The pair of eternally lazy and charming peach blossom eyes, at this time, there is a trace of helplessness and panic, which makes the girl who has always been strong and careless dyed with fragility and pity.
Di Mingjue tightened the hand holding her, and her voice became softer and softer, "Don't be afraid, believe me, I won't let Xiaobao get hurt." ”
Strangely, Mu Yan's heart settled down little by little.
On Qingfeng's side, when he saw Xiaobao standing up, he was stunned at first.
Then he seemed to remember something, and laughed: "It seems that the seed of the witchcraft has been completely integrated into your flesh and blood." You're now completely my puppet. ”
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