"Beibei, where did you get this knife? Put it down quickly!"
Qi Luoer was afraid that the knife would hurt his son, so he turned around and tried to grab him.
Yue Beibei suddenly took a step back: "Don't come over! Other people's parents are together. Beibei has a mother but no father, and a father but no mother. Beibei doesn't want to live anymore!"
The tears in Yue Beibei's big eyes fell down one by one.[
His kung fu has already reached a certain level, and ordinary immortals and demons cannot get close to him.
Even Qi Luoer and Yue Wushang were not sure of knocking the knife out of his hand before he hurt themselves.
"Beibei, be good, put down the knife, mom will be with you."
Seeing that the tip of the exorcism knife was less than an inch away from her son's heart, Qi Luoer was frightened and was at a loss for words: "Mom will always be with you."
Yue Wushang had suffered from the exorcism knife, and he was even more taboo about it.
Exorcist knife, exorcist knife, if he was stabbed by this knife, even if it didn't hit the cover door, it would still be enough for him to drink a pot.
And Yue Beibei has half the blood of the devil.
If he accidentally stabbed himself, I'm afraid he would be completely out of his mind!
"Yue Beibei, you are a man, don't follow this useless trick of committing suicide."
Yue Wushang used words to provoke him.
"Hmph! I don't care if a man is not a man! I am me, Yue Beibei! I want a father and a mother. If one of them is missing, Beibei won't be able to live anymore!"
Yue Beibei's two big eyes were wide open, and her little face was full of determination.
Yue Wushang's face turned dark.
Who does this little thing call himself Lao Tzu?!
The onlookers were embarrassed and excited.
This - this little guy is indeed the son of the Demon King, even the tone of his words is exactly the same.
Looking at these two big and small devils, they looked like cross-eyed ones.
They both want to laugh but dare not.
Everyone seemed to be constipated, their faces turned red from holding it in.[