Dressed as a sickly prince brat's own mother

"Don't talk nonsense!" Wu Yichen said. His eyes were fierce, and he pulled out the Xiuling sword in the guard's hand——

Xiuling sword is worthy of being an artifact. As soon as the sword came out of its sheath, the blade flashed a dazzling light, and a powerful sword Qi rushed out, shaking the people around us back a few steps!

Wu Yichen didn't seem to be able to control the sword. His hand shaking with Xiuling sword was powerful, but the goal was accurate and went towards the steamed stuffed bun.

The little steamed stuffed bun shouted in his heart. He couldn't avoid it. He quickly took out the long sword sent by grandpa to block it. He only heard the sound of "Qiang -" and the sword sent by grandpa broke into several pieces when touching Xiuling sword!

The steamed stuffed bun retreated again and again. It was too late. Xiuling sword was as powerful as bamboo. The sword edge cut a hole in his arm!

"Haw..." mubai saw that the situation was bad, and he jumped on Wu Yichen. His sharp claws attacked him impolitely.

Wu Yichen could not control Xiuling sword. His move just now had used all his strength. In the face of mubai's flexible attack, he had no resistance at all, and Xiuling sword also fell to the ground.

"Ah - beast! Come and help you!" Wu Yichen shouted regardless of the image.

He hurt the little master. Mubai didn't show mercy this time. He picked the painful place and left a deep scratch where his claws passed. The blood overflowed and was quite scary!

Seeing Wu Yichen's men come up to help, he slipped back again.

"Haw -"

"It hurts to death. You all go up and catch the beast and fengziyan. By the way, go and call my father!" Wu Yichen shouted out of control.

His father loves him most. If he is bullied like this, he will help him settle accounts with each other.

So one of the more than ten men he took with him went back to Zhenbei Houfu to find Zhenbei houye, and the rest attacked fengziyan, one man and one beast.

The steamed stuffed bun was hurt and was defeated. At this time, a strong wind blew and Yuan you appeared in front of him!

Seeing the injured steamed stuffed bun, yuan you's glasses turned red, "how dare you hurt the little prince?!"

Biyun immediately hugged the steamed stuffed bun and cried, "it's all my fault! I'm late! What's the matter with you, little Shizi?" in order to protect her, little steamed stuffed bun stood up and blocked Wu Yichen and asked her to go back to carry the rescue troops, but she didn't even find the prince and princess.

And let the steamed stuffed bun get so badly hurt.

The little steamed stuffed bun saw the idea in her heart. His tears came out of the hurt on his arm, but he reluctantly put on a smile, "sister Biyun, I'm fine. Where's my mother?"

"It's all my fault! I didn't find the princess!" seeing the little steamed stuffed bun like this, Biyun blamed herself even more. She tore off the cloth strip of her dress to wrap him up, and tears came out at the same time.

On the other side, after the fight just now, Wu Yichen has killed his red eyes and doesn't want to ignore, "what are you doing! Go! Go! Kill them all! Who dares to shrink back? I'll kill anyone now!"

It doesn't look like an eight year old at all.

It's no wonder he did. Eight year olds didn't win against a three-year-old child. It's enough shame!

As soon as Wu Yichen's threatening words come out, where else dare not? A swarm of bees rushed towards Yuanyou and them?