A villain surrounded by roots?

Before Yin Nian could see anything, Yuan Xinsai's pupils suddenly tightened.

This thorn...he subconsciously looked at his palm.

The root villain was like a spoiled child. He started to go crazy as soon as he came out. He first hit Su Jian's head with his head and thumped Su Jian's face with his hands.

"Let's go!" The villain of the roots can still make a tender voice, like a child who has just learned to speak, and his pronunciation is not clear, "Let's go! Fried! Fried! Otherwise! Fight!"

When it was unhappy, it began to pull its roots.

Yin Nian was surprised.

Is this behavior like self-harm?

"Hey! Don't make trouble!" Su Jiang felt really distressed. These roots contained powerful spiritual power. He was afraid that the little thing's spiritual power would collapse and Yin Nian would not enjoy the benefits. He didn't even fight back even if the villain slapped himself in the face. "Ying Jing Yin Jing, I know, be good..."

He didn't finish his words.

A hand suddenly stretched out from the side.

He grabbed this villain!

Swinged hard to the wall!

Bang!

Su Jiang was stunned!

Immediately afterwards, Yin Nian raised her feet expressionlessly, and kicked hard at the little man who was stunned on the wall!

boom!!

No mercy at all!

Su Jian grew up slowly, "Young daughter... will not be beaten to death by you, right?"

Yin Nian doesn't care.

"Where is this kind of spiritual creature in heaven and earth so easy to die? I wonder who raised it before, and it has such a big temper?" Yin Niankang clamped his hands, "Dad, I tell you, I have experience with this kind of little thing, so I can't be too spoiled."

"It hasn't figured out what life it is now."

"I've been arrested, I don't know what to do."

"Self-harm? I thought this could threaten me?"

Yin Nian sneered, "If you have something, you can make progress with your own strength without me. Don't take them too seriously."

The villain fell to the ground, and every beard on his body was trembling.

how?

What's going on?

Shouldn't you provide for him? It? It's angry!

It looked up angrily and met Yin Nian's eyes.

"Yo." Yin Nian smiled, "Looking at this little thing, I'm quite dissatisfied!"

"Spicy, Xiaomeng, I'll leave it to you."

Yin Nian sat down leisurely and four small figures appeared beside him, and Schini'er was eager to try and poke his head out.

"Go and teach this little thing the rules of our family."

at the same time.

Inside the Song family in Tianlong Domain, Song Baotian hurriedly buried her parents with a pale face.

Several elders of the Wang army sighed and said, "Miss, you have to cheer up. Next, we will go to Wantong Academy. We old guys will be guarding you all the way."

There are always a bunch of loyal people in the big family.

"I get it." Song Baotian wiped away the tears on his face, "I will work hard to revive the Song family and bring out a different Song family. Don't worry, elders."

The elders slowly retreated.

Give Song Baotian a space to be alone.

Song Baotian sat blankly on the stool.

The door was gently pushed open from outside.

Song Ye walked in, "Baotian, don't feel too uncomfortable."

"And brother."

He was also full of grief.

He hugged Song Baotian, "From now on, we brother and sister will live a good life."

Song Baotian burst into tears.

But Song Ye held a dagger in his other hand and hit Song Baotian's heart!

Kill Song Baotian!

The only person left in the Song family is him!

His tone subsided, "Brother will...well!"

His whole body shook.

The dagger in his hand fell down suddenly.

He took a step back in disbelief, and blood gushed out of his throat.

Song Baotian, whose shoulders were trembling, slowly raised her head and showed a smiling face half hidden under the candlelight.

Her right hand was holding the same dagger and slashed her throat with one knife!

"Hiss." She stretched out her tongue and licked off the blood stained from her lips, "Brother."

She pressed a finger on his forehead, smiling, "But I don't need my brother anymore."

"So you go and die?"

"Song... Baotian..." Song Ye couldn't believe it, as if he had seen a ghost.

Her smile was like a flower.

"Brother, you should actually call me."

"Song Baozhu."

The candlelight in the house swayed.

The next moment, a man in black appeared in the room out of thin air.

He looked at the dying Song Ye in annoyed manner and sneered: "You should do it quickly!"
Chapter completed!