1144: Great Killer, Yan Xiaosi! (2)

Great Killer, Yan Xiaosi! (2)

However, this freak combination of factors managed to keep Dabao's secret.0

Dabao would occasionally comfort himself that his sister was still so young. When she grew up, she wouldn't remember him feeding her, right?

In order to verify his guess, Dabao even specially asked his mother in writing, "Mother, do you remember whose milk you liked to drink the most when you were born?"

At that time, his mother's answer was, "Who remembers what happened when they were just born? I don't even remember what happened before I was seven!"

In that case, not only would his sister not remember, but he would also forget this humiliating history of the little wet nurse in the future.

This realization made Dabao feel better. He was not so resistant to feeding his sister. After all, his sister was always hungry, so his heart would ache.

Yan Xiaosi gulped down his milk, her eyes filled with the spirit of a little fan. There were so many brothers in the world. She only had one milk. She wanted to remember her brother for the rest of her life!

"Achoo!" Dabao suddenly sneezed loudly.

In the middle of the night, everyone fell asleep.

Shadow Thirteen suddenly felt an unfamiliar and familiar aura. It was familiar because this aura was very similar to his little miss, and unfamiliar because there was an additional killing intent in this aura.

The Little Miss had nothing to do and had torn down seventeen to eighteen rooms in the manor. However, her Saint King's pressure did not have any killing intent. She was just too small and could not control her strength and instincts well.

This aura was clearly here to kill!

"Shadow Six!" Shadow Thirteen woke up Shadow Six, who had fallen asleep. He picked up his sword and flashed out.

Shadow Six opened his eyes and instantly felt the pressure from the sky. He felt his soul tremble.

What a terrifying pressure!

He hurriedly left the room and gathered all the sacrificial soldiers and guards of the Young Master Manor to surround Prince Yan, Yu Wan, and Yan Jiuchao's courtyard.

The East Saint King had already entered the Young Master Manor. He did not have to deliberately look for Yu Wan's courtyard. He could tell where the other party was sleeping just by his senses. He decisively rushed towards the main courtyard.

Shadow Thirteen saw the figure and welcomed it fearlessly.

The East Saint King recognized Shadow Thirteen at a glance. It was not only because Shadow Six was a half-sacrificial soldier who had killed the Silver Saber Guards, but also because Shadow Thirteen was too young. It was already amazing that a half-sacrificial soldier could cultivate such strength. Moreover, he was so young. Even if he was thrown into the sacrificial soldier camp when he was born, it had only been about twenty years. How could he advance from a half-sacrificial soldier to the peak Asura realm in so many years?

This young man's future was limitless! A trace of admiration could not help but flash across the East Saint King's eyes.

"I'll give you a chance. Acknowledge me as your master and serve me from now on," the East Saint King said coldly as he stood in the air.

"You think you're worthy?" Shadow Thirteen slashed down.

This strike used almost ninety percent of his strength. He understood that in the face of absolute strength, there were no techniques to speak of. He could scheme against the cloaked man, but he could not scheme against a powerful Saint King.

All he could do was give it his all, even if he had to die!

The Saint King smiled. He admitted that this young man's strength tempted him, but that was only because he was a capable minion. The other party actually dared to attack him. He was really overestimating himself.

The Saint King did not even blink. He only emitted his pressure and froze Shadow Thirteen's sword.

Shadow Thirteen first felt that he had lost control of his weapon, but right on the heels of that, it was his body. He could not move! Soon, he couldn't even breathe. His face turned purple.

"Thirteen!" Shadow Six's face turned pale with shock. He released all the hidden weapons in his body and attacked the East Saint King. However, those hidden weapons did not even touch the corners of the East Saint King's clothes before turning into ashes inch by inch.

Shadow Thirteen was dumbfounded!

However, what was even more surprising was that the things that had long turned to ashes actually condensed into hidden weapons that shone coldly again and suddenly shot towards Shadow Six and the sacrificial soldiers and guards in the courtyard!

There were a hundred and eight people, a hundred and eight weapons. Not one more, not one less.

All the defenses of the Young Master Manor could instantly turn into nothingness. This was the power of a Saint King!

Shadow Thirteen's veins bulged. Shadow Six!

He could not make a sound, nor could he run towards Shadow Six. He had fought Rakshasa Soul before, but at this moment, he felt that the Saint King in front of him was even more terrifying than Rakshasa Soul's martial arts.

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