The Demon King Chasing His Wife: Black Belly Son

Not far away, on the top of a tree, the figure of a stunning man in black is looming, vaguely like an afterimage.

He raised his hand suddenly, and was about to wave it at the vulture.

However, just as he made his move, he suddenly saw a white light flashing from Luo Qingqing's side, enveloping that plain white figure with a whoosh, and flew out quickly.

The palm wind was abruptly retracted, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, looking in the direction where Luo Qingqing disappeared.

And the vulture on the ground also came to his senses at this time, he didn't want his delicious food to be robbed by someone, so he spread his wings and chased after it roaringly.

Inn.

Xiao Baozi hugged Maomao, looked at the man who was struggling to tell him a story, and smiled giggly.

"Xiao Qi, this is fun, let me tell you another..."

After a story was told, Xiao Baozi clapped his hands. It was obviously the first time he had heard such a story. He hadn't heard enough?

"Shocking, didn't I say you wanted to call me uncle? Your mother can call me Xiaoqi, but you can't..."

Xiao Qi corrected impatiently, this bun is good, but he likes to bully others.

"Why? Xiao Qi, my mother and I have always been on the same side. Whatever mother does, I will do..."

Xiao Baozi spoke righteously, Xiao Qi hurriedly smiled darkly:

"That's because of age... Think about it, is your mother a generation older than you?"

Baozi nodded, it seemed yes.

"Your mother calls me Xiaoqi, and you call me that too, so aren't you and your mother the same generation?"

In fact, it is a bit like coaxing children.

"Uh, what you said is right, then I'll call you Uncle Xiao Qi..." Xiao Baozi was always the most obedient, so he immediately changed his words.

"Ah..." The two were talking, when suddenly the door was knocked open, and someone fell in with a plop.

"Mother?" The little bun hurriedly turned his head, saw the fallen figure, ran over in fright, supported Luo Qingqing with one hand, and asked anxiously:

"Mother, what's wrong with you?"

"Help her to the bed first..."

Seeing that Luo Qingqing was seriously injured, Xiao Qi hurried up to help her. Xiao Qi's small body couldn't help Luo Qingqing no matter what!He was only a five-year-old after all.

However, Luo Qingqing was badly injured, and her legs weighed a thousand catties right now, so it was impossible to move a single step.

"Miss Luo, let me carry you over..."

Xiao Qi said, carefully picked up Luo Qingqing, and Xiao Baozi hurriedly followed, his little face had long since lost the smile just now, and he calmly ordered:

"Uncle Xiao Qi, help me protect the law, and I will help mother heal..."

"You?" Looking at the seriousness on Xiao Baozi's face that was extremely inconsistent with his age, Xiao Qi really wanted to ask, can you do it?

However, facing such a little bun, he couldn't even ask him a single word.

He nodded with a heavy face, walked out quickly, closed the door, and let out a long sigh.

Luo Qingqing was seriously injured, she was only out for a while, why...

He doesn't know how powerful her martial arts are, but the way of using poison should be unmatched by few people.

Just, how could it hurt?Who hurt her?

In the room, the little bun didn't dare to delay, he helped Luo Qingqing to sit up on the bed, and said in a low voice:

"Mother, don't be afraid, I'll help you heal..."

After finishing speaking, the small body also skillfully sat cross-legged, and clasped his hands in a circle!A faint zhenqi soon permeated.