"No one can touch our nephew!"

"If you want to kill Xiaobao, just step on our corpses!"

In just the blink of an eye, Yun Ruohan, Qin Jiu, Leng Yumo, Ling Yusheng and Luo Yu were all ready for battle.

Protect Xiaobao's little figure tightly behind you.

Xiaobao stared blankly at the person standing in front of him, and for a moment he couldn't explain what the sour and warm feeling in his chest was.

When he just reunited with his mother, Xiaobao once asked: "What is master uncle?"

In fact, Xiaobao doesn't like someone to be so close to his mother, as it would be like her mother would be taken away by someone else.

But his mother told him: "Xiaobao has six uncles, a master uncle, and a master. These represent that in the future, Xiaobao will have many relatives who will love him as much as his mother does. Isn't this right?

Okay?"

Do you love Xiaobao’s relatives like a mother?

Xiaobao thought of his uncle and grandpa, but he was still confused.

In his life, the only relative he remembers the most is his mother, and now he has a father.

But what kind of relatives would my uncle and uncle be?

However, at this moment, Xiaobao felt that he seemed to understand.

Gu Youchong showed a sarcastic smile on his face: "A cricket is shaking a tree, you are not overestimating your own capabilities!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and threw it out.

boom--!

Huge waves, accompanied by powerful attacks, rushed towards us.

Yun Ruohan, Leng Yumo, Ling Yusheng and Luo Yu, who were standing at the front, were knocked to the ground, their energy and blood boiling, and they almost vomited blood.

Qin Jiu suddenly turned around, and his iron tower-like body once again blocked Xiaobao's exposed body.

The thick arms were trembling, but they held Xiaobao firmly in his arms without even a trace of trembling or bumping.

Xiao Baolan's eyes widened and he called softly: "Second Senior Uncle."

Qin Jiu smiled innocently at him.

However, Gu Youchong's next wave of attacks arrived.

Qin Jiu hugged Xiaobao tightly in his arms, all his spiritual power concentrated on his back.

Boom, a loud noise.

His figure was violently knocked out, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out no longer able to hold back.

Some fell on the ground, and some splashed on Xiaobao's neck, making them wet and hot.

All the bones in Qin Jiu's body seemed to make a crisp sound, and his skin and flesh were dripping with blood from being scratched by the air blade and the ground.

But the little baby in his arms was well protected and did not suffer any damage.

An Guilan clicked her tongue, "It's rough-skinned and thick-flesh, so it can withstand beatings. Hey, old man, watch me catch that little baby for you!"

As soon as she finished speaking, her whole body suddenly disappeared from where she was.

When he appeared again, he was already in front of Qin Jiu.

However, just as she was about to press Qin Jiu's head with her hands and end his life, her face suddenly changed slightly and she quickly turned sideways.

Dangerously, a dagger flashing with cold light sliced ​​across her neck.

There was no expression on Ling Yusheng's beautiful face.

The attack failed, and he immediately disappeared in place. When he reappeared, he received another fatal blow that caught An Guilan off guard.

However, there was no trace of panic on An Guilan's face, but instead she was full of interest, "Hey, interesting, really interesting! The speed of a fasting monk can actually catch up with us. Old man, this doll is so interesting, we might as well take him back.

Bar!"

As she spoke, her hand suddenly stretched out.
Chapter completed!