Flowers bloom on the Moshang for the return of the king

Chapter 109

"Do you still need my brother's help to deal with these people? I'm afraid that if I help you, you will lose your temper at me instead." Bu Yufeng said with a half-serious, half-smiley tone.

"Hmph, sophistry." The girl wanted to put the child down.

"Don't let it go!" Bu Yufeng hurriedly stopped him: "He is a mortal, with heavy bones, the clouds can't carry him, he will fall."

"Then what should I do?" The girl rescued him on a whim, as if she realized that she had saved a trouble: "Find another secluded place and put him down again?"

Her sleeve was suddenly pinched tightly by a small hand: "Don't——put me down again..."

The voice was slightly hoarse, with a hint of a child's voice, but it was indescribably pleasant, like a mountain stream gurgling down with clear ice.

This kid has such a nice voice!Talking like the sounds of nature——

Remembering that the common people called this child a monster just now, she became interested, wondering what this child looks like?

She has been hugging him obliquely, glanced sideways, only to see the child's black hair scattered like running water...

And the big iron shackles on his shoulders, but his little face can't be seen clearly...

"Hey, brother, there is actually a monster-suppressing talisman painted on this shackle! Is this little guy really a little monster?" The girl stretched out her fingers and touched the talisman on the shackle: "It seems that the magic power is not weak."

The man in white took a closer look at the child, tapped the pulse of the child's left hand again, and shook his head: "He doesn't have any demonic aura about him..."

"Uh, then what are you doing with this shit?" The girl was very quick and tore off the talisman.

Hold the edge of the shackle and shake it lightly.With a click, the heavy shackles automatically bounced off and split into two halves.

The girl threw down casually, and the shackles tumbled down.

"You're throwing things around again." The man in white sighed, flicked his fingertips, and a white light flashed, the shackles turned into dust in the air, and were blown away by the wind.

They were still above the high platform at the moment, and there was still a dense crowd below. If such a big iron guy fell down, they would have to be smashed into pancakes!
The girl seemed to realize her mistake just now, and she giggled: "What are you afraid of, you're here. Okay, okay, let's leave this place first, find a secluded place to put this child down..."

She is lazy and doesn't even want to take a needle, let alone she has no choice but to hold a child now?
"Brother, why don't you hug him?" The girl wanted to throw the 'burden' out of her hand.

"Okay." The man in white nodded, and was about to stretch out his hand, but the child finally raised his head, his jet-black hair parted like water, revealing his face...

The man in white choked for a moment, and his outstretched hand stopped!
This—is this a child?

Why do you have such a dull face?

　A small sallow face, drooping small eyes, a flat nose, a somewhat black mouth, and even a slight stubble around the lips...

He is obviously eleven or twelve years old, yet he has a very wretched uncle's face, which is embarrassing!
The woman was also shocked by the child's face!
He almost threw the little guy down.

God, is this a child or a midget?

Obviously, the voice is as beautiful as the sound of nature, but I didn't expect the appearance to be so sad...

"Senior brother, take over!" The woman in white hurriedly wanted to send the child out of her arms.

The man in white sighed secretly, knowing that his junior sister was actually a pretty girl.

(End of this chapter)