Guarding the border for 30 years, please abdicate the emperor!

"Master, Chief Chi Yao!"

At this time, Leng Wenxing walked in.

His expression was a little dignified, his cheeks were slightly swollen, and there were still blood stains at the corner of his mouth.

There is also an inconspicuous footprint on the body.

Seeing this, Mo Bufan and Chi Yao showed a look of shock: "What's wrong with you?"

Leng Wenxing's face was livid, with veins appearing in the corners of his eyes, and his face looked a little hideous.

Like a wild beast about to run away.

He gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Outside the city gate, there is a child who wants to see the leader Chi Yao by name."

"Ok?"

When Chi Yao heard this, she was surprised: "A child wants to see me?"

"Yes." Leng Wenxing gritted his teeth and said.

"The footprints on your body and the marks on your face are not left by that child!"

Looking at Leng Wenxing, Mo Bufan joked abruptly.

Suddenly, Leng Wenxing's expression became more and more livid, his chest heaved slightly, and his eyes were tinged with scarlet.

At the same time, an embarrassing expression emerged.

"That is not true, is it!"

Seeing this, Mo Bufan opened his lips slightly, very surprised.

The same is true for Chi Yao next to him.

You know, Leng Wenxing is a master in the field of martial arts.

Powerful and unfathomable.

It is undoubtedly a fantasy for a child to make him so embarrassed.

It's just a big joke!

Leng Wenxing's eyes were scarlet, his veins were blooming, and his face was hideous.

Immediately, the ferocious face suddenly turned red, and the voice was as thin as a mosquito: "Anyway, if the child wants to see Chief Chi Yao, he will be outside the city gate!"

As soon as the words fell, Leng Wenxing slammed the door and walked out.

Mo Bufan and Chi Yao glanced at each other, and said in unison: "He looks like that, it can't really be caused by that child!"

Outside Crescent City.

A child about three years old, barefoot and wearing a red bellyband.

With a red boy's hairstyle, sitting on a person's back.

Looking at Li Ming and the others watery, his nose was running.

"Where's Chi Yao? Hurry up and let him come out to meet the king!" the child said in a childish voice.

With snot hanging from his mouth, his face is round and puffy, looking a little cute.

Li Ming and the others looked at the child in shock.

At the same time, there is also a bit of fear.

They witnessed with their own eyes how this milk baby subdued Ding Yuanhang, a martial arts expert, in an instant, and rode on his back like a mount.

So far, I can't resist.

At the same time, I also saw how Leng Wenxing was teased by this child.

It's like an identity exchange.

The strength of this milk baby is actually higher than the two martial arts masters, what is the origin of it.

After a while, Chi Yao and Mo Bufan came out.

Mo Bufan saw Ding Yunhang prostrate on the ground with a baby on his back from a long distance, his eyes widened immediately.

incredible.

He pinched Jia Yun who was next to him hard, and the latter screamed in pain.

This is how to believe that what you see is real!

Chi Yao, seeing the milk baby sitting on Ding Yuanhang's back, showed the same expression as Yu Mo Bufan.

Immediately, she felt an inexplicable restlessness in her body.

There is an inexplicable sense of intimacy with that milk baby!
Chi Yao was sure that she didn't know this milk baby, it was the first time she met her.

However, the feeling of intimacy is very strong, as if blood is thicker than water, like flesh and blood.

There is an invisible bond that connects her with the milk baby.

"Chi Yao, you are finally here, but you can make me wait so long!"

Milkman jumped off Ding Yuanhang's back with his nose hanging.

Stepping barefoot on the desert, it looks extremely cute.

At this time, Ding Yuanhang wanted to cry but had no tears.

The milk baby sat on him, like a towering mountain suppressing him, making it difficult for him to move.

At the same time, there was a strong sense of suffocation.

After getting up, Ding Yuanhang blushed.

Seeing countless pairs of eyes staring at him around him revealed sympathy.

It made him feel ashamed, wishing he could find a crack and get in.

Immediately, he hurriedly left here.

"who are you?"

Chi Yao watched the milk baby slowly walking towards her, and the inexplicable sense of intimacy in her heart became more and more intense.

"You don't even recognize the king."

Naiwa raised her fist angrily, and waved it at Chi Yao.

"Then old boy, do you recognize this king?" Milkman pointed to Jia Yun and said.

On the side, Jia Yun was very confused.

He looked at the milk baby, and his face turned dark instantly, with three slashes hanging from the corners of his eyes.

Being called an old boy by a milk baby, I felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

But he dare not get angry!

Don't dare to do anything lightly!

The encounter between Leng Wenxing and Ding Yuanhang is still vivid in my mind.

That is a strong man at the level of a warrior, in front of this milk baby, he is as fragile as a newborn baby.

"Little Dawang, old boy, my eyesight is clumsy. I have reached the stage of glaucoma and cataract. Within half a meter, everything is blurry."

"I hope the little king will calm down, don't take it to heart!"

Jia Yun was shameless, and said nonsense in a serious manner: "However, I can be sure that you must be a dragon and phoenix among men, unparalleled in the world, with extraordinary bearing, and handsome.

Everyone was speechless for a while.

They all looked at Jia Yun with contempt.

And the latter, as if he didn't see it, continued to praise the milk baby in front of him.

But he scolded in his heart: "You guys, when this milk baby is staring at you, I want to see how brave you are!"

"Haha. You old boy can listen to your words, I like it."

Milkman enjoyed Jia Yun's flattery very much, took a deep breath, and sucked back the snot that was about to fall into his mouth.

When exhaling, the snot that had just been sucked into the nostrils flowed out again.

"My little king, I don't know what advice you can give me when you come to my Crescent City!"

At this time, Mo Bufan lowered his posture and asked, three black lines appeared in the corners of his eyes.

Just now, he was going to find out the reality of this milk baby, what kind of ability could make Leng Wenxing and Ding Yuanhang so embarrassed.

This probe caused cold sweat all over his body.

Shortness of breath, chest heaving.

His face also paled a lot.

This milk baby actually has the strength of the middle stage of the Martial God, and the strength is pure and incomparably thick.

A master comparable to the perfection of the martial arts!
At the same time, Mo Bufan was also overwhelmed by a domineering aura, and his heart trembled with horror.

This milk baby is so domineering, the strength and realm he possesses are comparable to the perfection of the Martial God!

The most important thing is that he is only three years old at most.

Then step into the realm of the mid-stage Valkyrie, possessing the perfect strength of the Valkyrie!

It can be seen that it has an extraordinary background and a deep background.

"Are you Mo Bufan?" Naiwa asked watery.

"It's right here." Mo Bufan replied reverently.

This made the people around them even more confused.

All of them opened their lips, stuck in place like wooden stakes.

"Well, my elder brother said, it's the same to find you if you can't find Chi Yao." Naiwa said.

"You are--"

At this moment, Chi Yao seemed to think of something.

She looked at the milk baby and opened her red lips in astonishment.

"Here, here you are."

Milkman flipped his immature little hand, and a jade tube bigger than his palm appeared in his hand.

When everyone saw this, they were all shocked.

The jade tube in the baby's hand was the same as the one held by Li Ming.

Isn't it the jade tube owned by Chutian?