Money-making son, black-bellied mother

"Mother, how do we deal with these people." Shen Xiaobai's big black eyes were instantly covered with a touch of ruthlessness, and he was waiting for her mother's order to deal with all these people.

I saw Shen Feiyang's purple eyes emitting a soft light, "Xiaobai! How did mother tell you, don't kill everything in life, and leave some enemies alive in the world, so that you can always be vigilant and improve yourself."

"Oh, mother, Xiaobai understands."

"Well, just understand, go and put all those people in boxes, and then send them home."

"Okay!" Seeing Shen Xiaobai agreeing, he quickly walked towards the person who was stunned by the poison, raised his small arms and rolled up his sleeves, and put the people on the ground into boxes one by one, then looked at Shen Feiyang, hugging The arm stood on the side and looked at it, without any intention of reaching out.

Long Xiyu raised her hand and touched her nose, "What a wonderful mother and son." But this woman could really keep watching, just watching a small figure strenuously exercising nonchalantly.

"Mother, does this person want to detoxify him?" Everyone has already packed into the box, only Shen Jian is left. At this moment, Shen Jian's face has completely turned black, and Long Xiyu's brows are tightly frowned. If the wolf bites, it may be more dangerous than good.

"If we don't detoxify, wouldn't we become murderers? Maomao has eaten too much these days. If you get some poop and feed him, it will be over, so long-winded!"

"Hey, my lord, I obey." Shen Xiaobai waved his little hand, and Mao Mao quickly appeared in Shen Xiaobai's hand, and he patted Mao Mao's head, "Maomao is in your hands!"

Mao Mao was obviously unwilling to rescue Shen Jian, but the little master gave an order, and reluctantly walked up to Shen Jian, his little paw grabbed Shen Jian's mouth and opened it miraculously, his little butt pouted, and a puddle of poop It fell directly into Shen Jian's mouth.

Long Xiyu on the tree, seeing the situation below, almost didn't spit it out, Mao Mao quickly jumped back into the arms of the little master, but it really worked, and the blackness on Shen Jian's face gradually receded .

Shen Xiaobai put away Mao Mao, and stuffed Shen Jian into a box viciously, then jumped onto the front horse, lying on the horse's ear, saying something?

As soon as he jumped off, the horse neighed, Da!clatter!clatter!Walking on the road ahead.

Long Xiyu opened his mouth wide, is this child a summoner?Why?The horse seemed to understand what he was saying?

"Mother, let's go home!"

"En!" Shen Xiaobai pulled Shen Feiyang and walked in the opposite direction of Long Xiyu.

Long Xiyu looked at the backs of the mother and son leaving, and for some reason, there was a kind of utter fear in her heart. Did the mother and son find out about him?

Regardless of that, he should go back quickly. He came out to explore the way, but he didn't expect to see this scene. Suddenly he was a little worried that his things would be robbed after he left for a while. Thinking of this, his body In a flash, a white shadow disappeared between the trees.

"Mother, that man has left, and his martial arts seem to be pretty good!"

Shen Feiyang narrowed his eyes slightly, "Son, you can see that our harvest today is already very good, I think we won't do the next business today."

When Shen Xiaobai heard her mother say that the business was over, her eyes instantly stood up, "Mother, you are not afraid of that man, are you? If you don't want all the money in front of you, then you are a bastard, Xiaobai don't want to Be a bastard. Mother, don't worry about Xiaobai, when the time comes, just wait and count the money."

Feiyang raised his hand and rubbed his son's head. Her son is good at everything, filial, well-behaved, and good at martial arts, but there is only one problem, he loves money like his life.

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