Chapter 18 Grim Boy
Not far behind the man in black was a dead green wolf, but beside him stood a little boy in black clothes and black trousers, with shoulder-length black hair flying.

The little boy was about eight years old, with a small handsome face full of gloomyness and coldness, his hands behind his back, his waist straight, his eyes staring sharply at the battle in the field, and he had a very flamboyant and cold aura, but this little boy Fantianluo on the tree was a little surprised and amused by the adult's appearance.

The moment Ximen Chuuxue's figure fell, the strong coercion forced the two teams to stop, and each retreated in embarrassment.

The little boy raised his head, surprise flashed in his dark eyes, and then he narrowed his eyes, looking at the handsome Ximen Chuuxue who was in the middle.

"Master, this man is too strong! We are no match." One of the five men in black retreated, a middle-aged man immediately said in horror to the little man behind him.

"My lord!" The group of young people breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Ximen Chuuxue, with a smile on their pale faces.

Ximen Chuuxue looked at the injured people next to him, frowned slightly, and swept his cold eyes towards the man in black opposite him. When he saw the cruel little boy at the back, Xinyue's eyes flashed surprise, it couldn't be such a coincidence Bar?I only thought of this little guy before, but now I met him.

"Mo Xingchen?" Ximen Chuuxue's words shocked the men in black.

"Master, do you know him?" Su Ke, a middle-aged man in black, asked in surprise.

The little boy waved his hand and walked forward slowly with full momentum, staring at Ximen Chuuxue suspiciously.

"Ximen old monster?!" The little boy obviously recognized it.

"Pfft!" Fantianluo on the tree finally couldn't help laughing. In fact, when Ximen Chuuxue told her her real age, she also wanted to say these three words, but she didn't expect that someone would say it directly in front of him.

This movement naturally attracted everyone's attention.

Fan Tianluo immediately covered her small mouth with her hands, and just about to laugh, a gray light suddenly shot towards her.

"Damn it! Damn boy, don't you have to be so cruel?" Fan Tianluo was indeed frightened, she was just a five-year-old doll, and this little kid actually made a killing move just because he laughed, this kind of heart is not ordinary vicious .

Ximen Chuuxue's complexion changed slightly, but he didn't make a move. Instead, the corners of his mouth evoked some amusing smiles.

He knew the strength of these people as soon as he came. This little boy who was deeply impressed in his heart was eight years old this year.

However, he is also optimistic about Fan Tianluo's strength. The little girl may not be as strong as Mo Xingchen, but with her weird body skills and the silver needle hidden weapon, she might be worth a fight.

The corner of Mo Xingchen's mouth twitched violently because of Fan Tianluo's words, thinking that since he was born, no one has dared to call him a dead boy.

But when he saw Fan Tianluo's small body nimbly avoiding his gray light, turned over and landed under the tree, he opened his mouth wide and was dumbfounded.

And the other people present were also amazed a few times, one was surprised by the smallness of this little doll, and the other was that they couldn't believe that such a small girl could avoid the blow of the Seven Star Spiritualist.

After Fantianluo fell to the ground, her small face also turned cold, and her pair of phoenix eyes stared angrily at Mo Xingchen, the sneak attacker. Couldn't she just smile by herself?Whose child is so rude.

"Master?" Seeing his little master's groggy expression, Su Ke couldn't help reminding him, but he felt a little embarrassed in his heart. It's really rare that there are people who can make the little master show a second expression.

(End of this chapter)

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