Lu Fei and I looked at each other, clenched the peach wood sword, and waited for the little boy to come under the tree, asking him to come running, and lie down without having to go back.

Unexpectedly, this little boy didn't come to us. When he got under the tree, he just looked up and looked at it. It seemed that he had found our traces, but he didn't stop at all. He rushed past the tree in an instant and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

I turned around and looked at his hidden direction and said, "No, he is chasing the little girl, let's keep up."

The five people jumped off the big tree together and rushed south to chase the footprints on the ground. There were only one footprints for Mao, which must have been left by the little girl. The little boy was too fast, and I think he had practiced the snow without hesitation. Alas, I am in my twenties, and I also practiced Taoism when I was a child. Not to mention stepping on the snow without hesitation, it is so difficult to even climb up and down the trees. I am ashamed.

We ran four or five miles after the footprints, and saw two black shadows moving quickly towards us. The little boy was dragging the little girl's hair and running back. The little girl covered her head with her hands in pain, and kept crying.

Shen Bing rushed up first and kicked the little boy with anger. Lu Fei and I shouted at the same time: "Come back!"

But it was too late. Her toes just touched the little boy, and then she flew up and fell down the hillside. Fortunately, the thick snow was soft, so she fell to the ground and struggled to climb up. Qu Mo and Wang Zijun ran over to help her. Lu Fei and I were on the left and right, each with peach wood swords and copper coins swords, and stabbed the little boy.

The gadget turned around cleverly to see us, but he didn't escape. Instead, he stopped and let two swords stab the body.

"Click", "Crash"...

The second uncle of the man, the peach wood sword was broken into two pieces, and the copper coin sword was scattered into copper coins, spilling all over the floor. This child not only stepped on the snow without trace, but also had an invincible light skill in the world, but also had a mortal practice of becoming an indestructible Vajra body!

Damn, if we don’t do this, it’s not a martial arts movie.

Lu Fei threw out the remaining handful of copper coins in his hand, and his arms grew, hugging his neck. I took the opportunity to sweep his legs, thinking that he would fall down before talking. But now it was like he was swept into the iron wall, and my buddy's legs almost broke, and my tears almost flowed out of my pain.

Lu Fei was not as good as me. He just hugged his little neck, but he lowered his head and threw it out more than two feet away from his head. He fell into the snow, his head and face were covered with snow and mud, not to mention how embarrassed he was.

This gave me a headache. I tried it with the peach wood sword and the copper coin sword but it didn't work, which means that the little boy had not practiced to become a demon, and the Taoist magic weapon was useless. Even I, a special force soldier, had no choice but to become a mouse and pulled a turtle, and couldn't find a place to mouth. Hey, this word is a good metaphor. I finally didn't scold myself. Although the mouse was not nice, I was finally at the same level as the mirror god.

The little boy turned his head and stared at me with an extremely cold look, which made people feel cold and unconsciously a cold war. But when things come, we can't retreat. We must bite the bullet and kick it up, raise a big snowflake, and sprinkle it on the little boy's face.

The little boy immediately lowered his head and closed his eyes, letting the snowflakes spread all over his face. I also took the opportunity to thrust the half-broken sword and stab it into his throat. My buddy refers to martial arts novels. Those who practice hard skills such as golden bell covers and iron cloth shirts will always leave a flaw in the door, such as xiati, armpits, throats and eyes, which are soft parts of the human body, which are usually not available.

Sure enough, the attack worked. The little boy leaned back and coughed and let go of the little girl. Lu Fei was on the side, flew over, quickly hugged the little girl in his arms and rolled to the side. I stabbed him with a broken sword several times in succession. The little boy shook his head at first, but then he stopped moving when his eyes closed.

"Puff" The broken sword stabbed his eyelids, and thought it was like it was pierced on the iron plate, which made my arms feel sore and numb.

Before I could withdraw my hand, the little boy suddenly opened his eyes, and his hands suddenly reached out and grabbed the broken sword, swung it hard. I threw it out of the second uncle of his, and it was the place where Shen Bing fell just now, and the snow was fluttering. So he fell heavily, and the spine almost broke.

Shen Bing, Qu Mo and Wang Zijun helped me up, and Wang Zijun asked with concern: "Didn't you fall seriously?"

My face couldn't help but feel a little dry. How heavy can I fall, your master? I asked this? I didn't have the nerve to say anything, so I hurried back. I saw the little boy stepping on Lu Fei's crotch with one foot and pulling the little girl's hair back with one hand.

Lu Fei opened his mouth in pain but didn't dare to scream, his face full of pain. I blinked. The little boy was so strong, don't trash this guy! I hurriedly grabbed my neck from behind the little boy and pinched it hard. My hand was not weak. The little boy immediately suffocated and let go of the little girl's hair.

I quickly stepped on his leg bend. No matter how hard he was, he would not be able to hold on in the direction. The little boy knelt on one leg and stretched out his two little claws to pull my hand desperately. I asked you to pull it, and then added his left hand to pinch his throat. Now I don’t care about anything to do ruthlessly to the child. If you are kind to the enemy, you are cruel to yourself!

The little boy was so pinched that he couldn't breathe. His two little claws held my wrist and couldn't use any force. His originally dark face turned purple and black, and his two gloomy little eyes also protruded high.

"Look in his mouth, ears and eyes, see if there is a talisman?" I shouted at Lu Fei, who was still rolling in his crotch.

The boy nodded with a bitter face. Before he got up, Wang Zijun rushed to the front and said, "I'll do it, I'll do it." As he said that, he took off the little boy's pants.

When we saw it in the moonlight, we were all shocked. The child's butt was black, as if it was coated with asphalt, which looked particularly strange. Wang Zijun looked up at me in surprise. I was angry and said to him: "What are you doing while standing there? Look for the talisman."

"Oh" Wang Zijun reached out to snatch the little boy's butt. It seemed to be the other party he was extremely vigilant. He stretched his head up hard, and I leaned, hitting my head on my chin, and a loud "barrier" sound, and my chin almost broke. In the pain, my hand loosened. The little boy was also very clever. He took the opportunity to fly forward more than three meters away, and then stopped catching the little girl. He ran back desperately, and in an instant, his figure disappeared among the trees.

I can't catch up anymore. Besides, if I catch up with him, I'm afraid he won't let us touch his soft and fatal parts so easily. So we didn't dare to stay here, so we asked Wang Zijun to carry the little girl and go down the hillside.
Chapter completed!