A heart seemed to be tightly clenched, and she couldn't breathe due to the pain.
"Hahaha..." Qing Feng laughed wildly, "I gave Li Jinting a witch contract seed, but he didn't know that his witch contract seed was just a weakened version, and the witch contract seed in my hand is the The most powerful ones, even those with innate cultivation, who have planted the seed of witch deeds, are completely unable to resist."
As Qing Feng said, he took out the elixir and poured it into his mouth, the wounds on his hands and feet stopped bleeding immediately.
As long as he is still alive, he has the hope of making a comeback.
Qing Feng continued: "Just now I have taken the seed of Wu Qi, when that little bastard cut off my arm... cough cough cough... I intentionally, intentionally let the blood splash on his face, and sure enough there were a few drops into his mouth, and now he is my puppet."
"Under the urging of my thoughts, let him live, let him die, and let him die!"
"If you dare to kill me, I will let him be buried with me, hahahaha!"
Qing Feng's laughter was incomparably wild and complacent, but Muyan, Han Ye, and Ying Mei were indeed in a dilemma.
If what this person said is true, then Xiaobao's life can be said to be in his hands.
Muyan hates being threatened the most, but now it is Xiaobao's life that is threatening him.
No matter how much she hated, she could only bear it.
To her, Xiaobao is everything.
"What do you want?"
Hearing Muyan's subdued voice, even now that Qingfeng is suffering from severe pain, she can't help but look up to the sky and laugh.
"Want your little bastard to live? Hehe, then you come here first and connect my hands and feet."
"Don't you claim to be a charm doctor, and your medical skills are unparalleled in the world? It shouldn't be a problem just to connect the severed limbs, right? If you can't do it, then don't blame me for cutting off your little bastard's limbs as well."
There is no expression on Muyan's face, the bottom of her eyes is as cold as ice that has condensed for thousands of years.
When Qing Feng met her face, he trembled unconsciously.
Instinctive fear made his body tremble.
But thinking of Xiaobao's life in his own hands, he became arrogant again, "What are you still doing in a daze? Why don't you come quickly and take my hand?"
Muyan took a deep breath, and was about to go over.
Suddenly, a faint voice came from behind, "Mother..."
Muyan turns her head suddenly, and sees that Xiaobao has already got up from Di Ming Jue's arms.
The little face was still pale and pale, but the expression of pain on his face had disappeared, and his body no longer trembled.
But Di Ming Jue's expression has returned to normal.
Also stood up, walked to Muyan's side, and hugged her cold and trembling body.
Muyan wants to go over to hug Xiaobao, but Di Mingjue hugs her, "Don't worry, with me here, will something happen to our son?"
The man's voice was deep and cold, but strangely comforting.
Muyan raised her head and looked at him.
That pair of always lazy and charming peach-blossom eyes, now full of helplessness and panic, made the girl who has always been strong and careless, tinged with fragility and pity.
Di Ming Jue tightened his arms around her, and his voice became softer, "Don't be afraid, trust me, I won't let Xiao Bao get hurt."
Strangely, Muyan's heart calmed down little by little.
As for Qingfeng, seeing Xiaobao standing up, he was taken aback for a moment.
Immediately, as if remembering something, he laughed loudly: "It seems that the Wu Qi seed has completely integrated into your flesh and blood. You are now completely my puppet."