The Strongest Sweet Wife: Subduing the Superstar Husband

Chapter 565 You Are Dead This Time
"You are the evil spirit! I won't let you hurt my child, you go to hell, go to hell!" Qin Qi moved some machinery, her expression was numb and dazed, her eyes were scarlet and she stared at Ye Hui'an, without the slightest expression.

Behind her, the little boy hugged the ceramic doll and giggled, "Mom—kill—"

Qin Qi, who originally wanted to kill Ye Hui'an, suddenly stopped, looked at the little boy with blank eyes, and raised a stone to throw it on his head.

This is……

Ye Hui'an's pupils shrank, and she struck Qin Qi's wrist with a palm, knocking off the stone she was holding.

"Don't get complacent too early, when Miss Ben comes out to play around, you don't know where you are!"

With her backhand, Qin Qi, who was entangled, was pushed away and rushed into the room quickly.

"Don't run, I'm going to kill you!" Qin Qi followed and ran in, glaring at Ye Hui'an with a ferocious expression.

It's crazy, and sure enough, the kid is the most difficult thing to deal with.

Ye Hui'an wiped off the sweat from her head. It took a lot of energy and energy to draw the gossip just now. If it rains tonight, it's okay. If it doesn't rain, she might be a real ordinary person for a long time.

The little boy seemed to have seen Ye Anhui's intentions, and in the blink of an eye, he had already appeared at her destination, on the counter where the urn was placed.

"Hee hee hee—" The weird laughter sounded again, and the little boy held the ceramic doll in one hand and reached for the urn with the other.

Ye Hui reassured, seeing the little boy's hand was about to touch the surface of the urn, a dazzling light suddenly bounced out of the urn.

"Yeah——" the little boy was burned in an instant, his pale skin was full of hideous burn marks, and his flesh turned out horribly.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Anhui immediately rolled over and took the urn on the table.

"Baby, what's wrong with you, baby!" Qin Qi hurriedly rushed to the little boy, hugging him and exclaiming.

"Mom—" the little boy whimpered and opened his mouth to bite Qin Qi's neck.

"Sister Qin, your child is here!" Opening the lid of the urn, a gust of wind came over, blowing out some of the ashes inside, which floated onto Qin Qi's body.

Qin Qi shivered, and her empty eyes instantly became clear again. At this moment, she happened to see the little boy preparing to bite her with his bloody mouth, and he screamed and fainted to the ground.

"Little friend, you are dead this time."

The corners of Ye Hui'an's lips raised, and the faint blue flame in his palm rose up at some point.

The little boy was already injured, and because of the fear of the flame in Ye Hui'an's palm, he turned around and was about to leave. Qin Qi, who was supposed to be unconscious, suddenly reached out and snatched the ceramic doll he was holding, and slammed it on the ground.

The ceramic doll shattered to the ground in response, the little boy let out a scream of 'woo hoo', and his thin and small body began to crack at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally half of it was scattered like a shattered stone statue. on the ground.

"Sister Qin, let me go!" He strode forward and stuffed the urn into Qin Qi's arms, and quickly threw the blue flames at the little boy's torn body.

The black mist seemed to be half-trapped and regrouped into a small human shape, surrounded by continuously burning flames.

"Ah-ah-"

The fire burned for nearly ten minutes and finally extinguished. Except for the broken ceramic doll, there was no trace of it on the ground.

However, on the head of the ceramic doll, the eyes that were originally opened have been closed at this moment, and the corners of the upturned mouth are bent downward, as if crying.

(End of this chapter)