He can't sleep or eat properly as long as this little bastard is alive, and now that he finally has a chance, he naturally wants to seize it.
"Senior brother, what if Master investigates..."
The tall, thin youth's words caused the short, fat youth's expression to change drastically. He tried to get up and run away, but he couldn't muster any strength at all.
"Don't worry, I'll be fine. You don't need to worry."
Upon hearing this, the tall, thin young man looked unconcerned. "Why do you think I brought a low-level trash like you along? All you're good for is taking the blame for me."
"I...cough, pfft..."
The short, stout young man finally understood the truth, and in his extreme anger, he vomited blood.
"As expected, he's a piece of trash."
Seeing this, the tall, thin youth snorted disdainfully, then turned to look at the boy, his grip on his fingers slowly tightening. "Hmph, you little bastard, remember to open your eyes in your next life. Some people are not to be trifled with!"
Just now, he only wanted to wait and see if the boy would beg for mercy, but now it seems that's impossible. Since that's the case, there's no need for him to hold back anymore.
That little bastard's neck is so hard; it would be incredibly satisfying to snap it in two!
Just imagining that scene is truly exciting.
Then, a murderous glint flashed in the tall, thin youth's eyes, and he flicked his wrist, about to pull the whip with all his might.
"call out…"
However, just as the whip was about to snap the boy's neck, a whooshing sound rang out, and the whip broke in the middle.
"Cough cough cough..."
The boy fell to the ground and, regaining his breath, immediately began to cough violently and gasp for air.
"who!"
Upon seeing this, the tall, thin young man immediately knew that someone had made a move, and he gripped his sword, looking around warily.
It should be noted that although the whip was not a top-grade magic weapon, it was still a low-grade spiritual artifact. The fact that it could be destroyed in one move shows that the opponent's cultivation was definitely not weak.
"Small, bloody, pitiful."
Then, a childish voice came, and the tall, thin youth quickly recognized the person who had descended from the sky.
That was a baby who looked like a delicate, beautiful child, only four or five years old...?
To be honest, the tall, thin young man was momentarily stunned after seeing Jun Feijue's appearance.
Baby?
The person who came was actually a little girl who looked like she hadn't been weaned yet?
“Ah Jue”.
"Owner."
Then, Di Moyu and Shi Wuxie arrived very quickly.
Looking at the scene before him, Di Moyu, who had been looking worried, suddenly froze, and a sense of foreboding, as if he had seen it before, suddenly arose in his heart.
"Help...help me..."
It was at this moment that the blood-soaked boy finally caught his breath. He lay on the ground, stretched out his hands, and crawled toward Jun Feijue with hope on his face.
He didn't care whether the other person was a child or not; all he knew was that she had just arrived by flying through the air, which meant she was at least a celestial being!
The tall, thin young man in front of her was only at the sixth level of the Heavenly Profound Realm. This girl had the ability to save him and could save him!
“Ah Jue…”
"Poor thing, save her."
Di Moyu frowned, about to say something, when Jun Feijue waved his hand, and an invisible spiritual force pulled the boy over.
"dirty."
Seeing that the boy was about to snuggle into Jun Feijue's arms, Di Moyu frowned, waved his hand, and sent him to a different direction, into Shi Wuxie's arms.
Shi Wuxie: "..."
Seeing the blood-soaked boy in his arms, Shi Wuxie almost went berserk.
But the next second he suddenly discovered that the taste of the blood was unexpectedly delicious, making his sharp teeth itch uncontrollably.
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