380: C380 Who Did the Little Bastard Say He Was

C380 Who Did the Little Bastard Say He Was

Since the two of them were going to fight, it was unavoidable for Jiang He Xuan and Zhen Cai Li to do so. When the four of them started fighting, not only would their plan be ruined, but the four of them would also be injured.

For a little kid, it wasn't worth it at all.

"Senior Brother, how about this? We find a chance to let Senior Sister Feng go, then you just kill that little brat and pinch him into pieces. Then, no one will find out."

Jiang He Xuan turned his head and looked at Ye Xiaofan. With a cold glint in his eyes, he spoke in a tone that only two people could hear.

"Yes!"

Yang Wencheng calmed down and felt that Jiang He Xuan's method was not bad. He clenched his fists and nodded heavily.

"From the looks of it, these two are probably looking for an opportunity to mess with me?"

Ye Xiaofan was comfortably lying on Feng Yixuan's shoulders as he felt the warmth. Seeing the way the two were discussing in whispers, he felt a little puzzled.

"Big sister, I will leave my little life to you. I'm afraid that something terrifying will appear here."

Ye Xiaofan made a face at Yang Wencheng and then rubbed Feng Yixuan's shoulder as he cried.

"Alright, alright. Little brother, stop crying."

"I promise you, with me here, no one can touch you unless you step over my dead body.

Feng Yixuan's heart softened when she heard Ye Xiaofan's words. She patted Ye Xiaofan's back with determination.

"You!"

Yang Wencheng was instantly displeased. Pointing at Ye Xiaofan's nose, he gnashed his teeth and said: "Alright, you crafty thing. Xuan Xuan Xuan, don't be tricked by him."

"Maybe this little bastard is the young of Demonic Beast!"

Jiang He Xuan also sneered at Ye Xiaofan.

"Shua!"

"Why don't we cut him up piece by piece and see what kind of Demonic Beast he transformed from, or maybe it's some rare Demonic Beast."

Zhen Caili who was at the side had a fierce look in her eyes. She took out a large blade from her Storage Ring and coldly said.

"Are you all blind?"

"Can't you see this little baby's arms and legs?"

"Look at my face. It's so white and tender, dozens of times whiter than yours. It's just a cucumber slapping her face. Why don't you cut yourself open and take a look at your appearance?"

Ye Xiaofan left Feng Yixuan's bosom. He jumped twice on the spot and displayed his little arms and legs. Then, he pinched his little face and looked at Zhen Caili with disdain.

"Little bastard, say it again!"

Zhen Caili's face turned red from anger, and her body started trembling.

"Who did the little bastard say?"

"I'm talking about you!"

"Well, I know a brute is talking about me."

Ye Xiaofan put his hands on his waist and nodded.

"Puff …"1

"Haha …"

When the others heard the conversation between the two, they immediately burst out laughing as they looked at Zhen Caili, who had gone insane with anger.

"I will kill you!"

Zhen Caili held her broadsword and took a step forward. In the blink of an eye, she was in front of Ye Xiaofan. She raised her broadsword and hacked down viciously.

"Shua!"

The huge sabre carried with it a terrifying strength. The sabre's edge radiated a cold light as it cleaved down vertically. The surrounding air seemed as though it was about to be torn apart.

"You have to protect me, or else I'm really going to split into two."

Ye Xiaofan had a small waist and an indifferent expression on his face. How could he have panicked and prayed for Feng Yixuan to take action?

"Bam!"

"Buzz buzz …"

ta ta … *

A shadow appeared in front of Ye Xiaofan and struck the broadsword with its palm. The broadsword hummed as Zhen Caili retreated with explosive speed.

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