"Now, come here!"
Hearing Qing Feng's words, Xiao Bao immediately walked towards him step by step.
"Little master, you can't go there!" Han Ye remembered stretching out his hand to pull.
But Xiaobao dodged it deftly.
"Hahaha... see? He is now my puppet, my slave. I am his master, I can control his life and death, and I can trample him underfoot at will. As long as I die, he will only die worse than me."
"You bastard! How dare you attack our little master!!" Han Ye couldn't bear it any longer, and violently attacked Qing Feng.
Qing Feng was startled, and screamed loudly, "Kill me, and this little bastard will die too!!"
Han Ye's movements stopped abruptly in mid-air.
Man-eating eyes fixed on Qing Feng's face.
Qing Feng's frightened and distorted face showed a vicious and vicious smile again.
He turned his head to look at Xiaobao, "You, go and cut off his limbs for me!"
Qing Feng's hands were on Han Ye's body, his eyes were full of pride and resentment.
Han Ye really wanted to tear the corpse of the person in front of him to pieces.
How dare he take advantage of the little master who is only four years old.
He looked at Xiaobao nervously.
If the little master really attacked him, Han Ye would never resist, even if he was seriously injured and forced to return to the Immortal Cultivation Continent.
Xiaobao's head was slightly lowered.
Because of the pain and cold sweat, the neatly combed hair became a little messy.
Her soft black hair fell down, half covering her handsome face.
The long eyelashes trembled slightly like a small fan, drooping down, covering the divine light in the eyes.
It wasn't until he heard Qing Feng's order that he slowly raised his head.
The big ice-blue eyes were clear, without any trace of confusion or loss of consciousness.
But it was as cold as the bottom of a cold pool, an abyss.
Han Ye shivered inexplicably.
Then I heard Xiaobao say to Qingfeng: "Cut off the limbs? It's really a good idea. Then you can do it now?"
Qingfeng was startled, then suddenly frowned and shouted: "I told you to cut off the limbs of your subordinate, what are you still doing, I am your master, do you want to disobey the master's order?"
While shouting, he circulated his profound energy to stimulate the seeds of witch deeds in his body.
There were bursts of heat in the sea of qi, which was a sign of the induction and connection of the witch deed.
Qing Feng immediately showed a ferocious smile.
But then, the crisp but cold voice of the child came from his ear, "Cut off your remaining foot too!"
The voice was obviously not heavy, but it was like a thunderclap ringing in my ears.
Then Qing Feng felt that her body was out of control.
The hand with the broken bone picked up a sword with difficulty and slashed it hard.
Qingfeng's only remaining leg broke at the root and flew out.
He stared wide-eyed in horror, he couldn't even feel the pain, looking at the expressionless Little Treasure and the sword in his hand, what was left on his face was only shock and despair.
"Why? Why are you not controlled by the seed of the witch contract?!"
Not only is it not controlled by the seed of the witch contract, but it can even control the mother Gu of the seed of the witch contract, how is this possible? !
The order of master and servant of the witches must be reversed.
Unless, unless, this little boy's physique, flesh and blood, and bones are infinitely better than him.
Just like humans and ants, even if the ants are planted with the female Gu of the seed of witch deed, they will never be able to control humans.