The magical doctor mother raises the cute baby

Chapter 245 What a Good Sword

And at this moment, Le Yiren, whom no one noticed just now, ran out from nowhere.

She held a long sword in her hand, and without taking off the scabbard, she threw it straight at Le Zhipeng like swinging a stick.

Le Zhipeng was beaten everywhere, yelling and cursing non-stop, but he couldn't open his eyes no matter what.

Mrs. Wang, who was half lying on the door, had almost spat out the dirt in her mouth. When she saw Le Yiren beating Le Zhipeng like this, she became anxious and shouted, "Le Yiren, you little bitch, you are not allowed to beat Le Zhipeng." Did you hear that?"

Le Yiren was unmoved by the words, no matter which direction Le Zhipeng hid in, she could quickly turn around and hit him hard again.

Wang cursed and cursed for a while, seeing that it was useless, her eyes were red with distress, so she had to slow down her tone and said, "Yi Ren, Yi Ren, stop beating, that is your cousin after all!"

"Cousin?"

Le Yiren sneered, "I can't afford such a cousin. I told you a long time ago, don't come and bully me, or I'll fight with my life. But it looks like you don't take my words to heart at all." ah!"

Saying this in his mouth, the movements of Le Yiren's hands did not stop.

After a few more slaps, Le Yi finally stopped.

It's not that she doesn't want to fight anymore, it's that the sword is too heavy, I don't feel it when holding it, but it's tiring and ruthless to keep swinging it.

Taking a few breaths, Le Yiren held the scabbard in one hand, and slowly pulled out the long sword with the other.

The sword was long and slender, and it shone coldly in the sun, making everyone almost unable to open their eyes.

Even though he had seen it before, Le Yiren still praised the sword in his heart!
After swinging the sword a few times, Le Yiren suddenly stabbed at Le Zhipeng who was not far away.

Everyone was stunned by Le Yiren's action, they were about to stab Le Xiuwen in the chest, but Le Yiren stopped abruptly.

The point of the sword was lowered to Le Zhipeng's chest. This sharp feeling made the invisible Le Zhipeng understand the situation.

There is nothing wrong with the saying that those who do not know are not afraid.

Although he was beaten just now, Le Zhipeng was more resentful.

However, now that such a sword was pointed at his chest, even though he was not hurt, Le Zhipeng was still trembling with fear.

Le Xiuwen saw this scene as soon as he ran back with a basin of water. He was so frightened that he couldn't use his hands, and the wooden basin fell to the ground, splashing water all over him.

But he can't take care of these anymore, he is just such a son, what if something happens to him!
"Zhipeng. Zhipengle. Yiren, Yiren, if you have something to say, let's talk it out, you, can you put down the sword first?" Le Xiuwen tried to keep his voice steady, but his words were still intermittent.

Qin Jincai also reacted, and quickly comforted, "Yiren, it's not a deep hatred, let's talk about it, swords have no eyes, if you hurt someone, you can't get hurt yourself!"

Hearing Qin Jincai's words, Le Yiren couldn't help but look at him with admiration.

Rigidity and softness are combined, it is really worthy of being the head of a village.

Le Yiren's wrist was strong, and the long sword in her hand was twisted into a sword flower, and then it was pressed against Le Zhipeng's chest.

"Speak well? I want to talk to you well, but who made your mouths so stinky and your words so unpleasant?"

Le Zhipeng had already collapsed at this time, he felt that the tip of the sword had pierced his clothes and stuck on his skin.

(End of this chapter)