"No!"

Seeing that Miao Luo was about to pinch off his own son's neck, the woman screamed and rushed forward desperately.

Even if she is just an ordinary white Miao person, she is not Miao Luo's opponent at all.

But when his own flesh and blood were in danger, he still rushed up without turning back.

"You beast!"

Seeing that Miao Luo is going to attack an innocent baby, the white Miao people present can no longer be silent.

They roared up one by one, grabbed all the tools they could find at hand and rushed to Miao Luo.

He vowed to rob the poor baby before Miao Luo started.

Because that's their hope.

Hope for the survival of the Baimiao tribe.

They can't just watch Miao Luo maim the bones and flesh of the tribe.

They are human!

He is a man of conscience!

Not an animal like Miao Luo!

"I don't see who dares!"

I never dreamed of the white Miao people who were submissive and didn't dare to speak as soon as they came in.

At the moment, he rushed forward like crazy.

A deadly posture.

Miao Luo was in a hurry and roared on the spot.

He raised the baby over his head and said fiercely, "Whoever dares to take another step forward, I'll strangle the little rabbit!"

Shua!

Hearing Miao Luo's roar, I saw the poor baby crying in Miao Luo's hands.

The first woman who rushed up stopped at once.

Standing in the same place, he looked up at his child.

Tears, like beads of broken thread, fell from her face.

As the woman stopped, the Baimiao people present stopped one after another.

They stared at Miao Luo with anger and frustration, and the hatred in their eyes was like a surging river.

Iron blue face can almost exude water.

They hate, but they have nothing to do.

There are only these people left in the Baimiao tribe. The loss of any one is unbearable for the Baimiao tribe.

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