Chapter 405: Monster or Qing Huan

It was not a grotesque monster, nor was it a strange shape covered by black weapons so that its outline could not be seen.

Just the back of a person.

A woman, a beautiful woman with a very good figure.

She had her back to them, her hair was very long, in long curls that flowed down her back, and her waist was slender.

His figure is slender, yet he seems to possess endless power.

The point is, Xingxing feels familiar with this back view.

The child stood still and forgot to blink.

Even if she was given ten thousand chances, she probably wouldn't be able to guess that the person standing here was actually -

Aunt Qinghuan!

No, is it really Aunt Qinghuan?

However, the aura she had was completely different from that of Aunt Qinghuan whom she had met before!

The woman turned around, and Xingxing couldn't help but take a step back.

Yes, a very familiar face.

Very beautiful. Different from Mu Zhi's voluptuous and ostentatious beauty, Qing Huan's beauty is more restrained and elegant, with a hint of mysterious danger.

And now, with a faint smile on that face, looking at the stars:

"Xingxing, long time no see."

Afterwards, Qing Huan looked at Mo Heng again.

Suddenly, there was a faint light flashing in her eyes, and she was extremely excited:

"Ah, I finally found it... I really found it, how great! Xingxing, no wonder everyone says you are a lucky star. Although you shouldn't appear in this world, I still have to admit that you have helped me a lot."

She said something incomprehensible and waved at Mo Heng:

"Come here, child, come to me, and I will take a good look at you."

Mo Heng's face turned pale. He took a step back and stood in front of Xingxing seriously.

The woman in front of him seemed very gentle at first glance, but Mo Heng felt an indescribable terror and threat.

It was as if He wasn't supposed to be in this body.

The most important thing is that Mo Heng felt a familiar aura from this woman.

He was so familiar with her that he vaguely felt he could even sense this woman's emotions.

Emotions are like boundless black holes or endless abysses, swallowing up everything that attempts to peek.

Mo Heng resisted, gritting his teeth, and felt a stinging pain in his body.

But he held back.

The wolf cub's eyes were still fierce: "Who are you?"

Qing Huan raised her eyebrows, seeming a little surprised by Mo Heng's reaction.

But soon, she started to laugh: "You can ask the kid behind you who I am."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Heng felt his hand being held by a soft little hand.

Then, a soft voice sounded softly: "Brother Mo Heng, are you feeling unwell? Xingxing is here."

Mo Heng then realized that cold sweat had appeared on his forehead.

It hurt a lot, and instinct drove him to walk towards the woman, but he felt he could still hold on.

He shook his head, trying to make his voice soft and gentle so as not to scare his little star: "I'm fine."

Xingxing pursed her lips, looked at Qinghuan, tilted her head, and frowned:

"Yes, I know who you are. Aunt Qing Huan, who works for my father. She is a very good and powerful aunt, but... you are not her!"

The little boy suddenly shouted angrily, his small body trembling slightly with anger:

"Who are you! Where did you take my Aunt Qing Huan?"

Qing Huan looked down at the stars, it was like looking at a fragile little kitten getting angry, without any killing power at all.

When she is too weak, she is cute even when she is angry.

Qing Huan blinked: "Why am I not? I am Qing Huan, Qing Huan is me..."

As she spoke, she lifted her feet and walked towards the two children step by step.

Mo Heng instantly tensed his back, bent his waist slightly, stared straight at Qing Huan, and assumed a fighting stance.

Qing Huan watched the action and sighed:

"I have to say, Xingxing, you are really amazing. Even my people like you and want to protect you... What special abilities do you have?"

Mo Heng was stunned, and his body shook violently: "What do you mean your people?!"

He is a star!

Qing Huan became a little impatient. She raised her hand and her fingertips moved.

Afterwards, Xingxing was surprised to find that strands of black mist, like ropes, flowed out from Qinghuan's fingertips and entangled around Mo Heng's body.

It seemed that only Xingxing could see this black line, because Mo Heng had a confused and angry expression on his face, not knowing why he suddenly couldn't move.

He struggled desperately, but nothing happened. Qinghuan waved her hand, and he was tied up like a cocoon and thrown aside in the air.

"Let me go!" The child struggled desperately, his eyes bloodshot.

But Qing Huan just glanced at him calmly: "You have all the power, but you are not awakened, and your body is restrained, you are no different from waste."

Afterwards, he ignored Mo Heng, squatted down and looked at the stars.

Xingxing took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

When she was listening to her eldest brother and sixth brother chatting, she heard a sentence - when negotiating or being threatened, you must first know what the other party wants. If you find the weakness, you can become the leader.

"So, Aunt Qinghuan, what do you want? It was Xiangkun who killed Xingxing before, but now you don't want to kill Xingxing anymore. Is there anything Xingxing can do for you?" The child looked into Qinghuan's eyes, his soft voice clear and calm, every word he spoke.

Qing Huan raised her hand and pinched the child's chubby face, asking, or perhaps talking to herself:

"Hmm...what abilities did she leave behind for you?"