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After a while, a shadow of soul floated out again, but at this moment, in his phantom-like hand, he was holding something glowing.
The thing was the size of a bracelet, and there were two small bells on the side. At this moment, the thing was floating on the palm of the soul shadow's hand, as if he couldn't get the physical object. He came to one of them and said, "Take it."
"Yes, my lord!" the middle-aged man responded respectfully and quickly took the thing and put it away.
The soul glanced at the two old men and was too lazy to take action. When it was about to attach itself to the middle-aged man's body to rest, it felt an extremely pure breath.
"Innate spiritual body?" He narrowed his eyes, a light flashed in his eyes, and flew towards the place where he felt the breath.
At this time, in the inn, Feng Jiu was waiting for Song Mi'er and Yue'er to come back, but the longer she waited, the more she felt something was wrong. Yue'er told her that the Yu family was not far from West Street or the inn, so they were just going to say goodbye and would not stay long, so why hadn't they come back yet
Even though Mi'er was following her, she was still worried. She thought for a moment, turned around and looked at her two sons in the house, and said, "You two wait here for me. I'll go see why they haven't come back yet."
"Okay, we'll wait for mother here." The two responded.
Feng Jiu smiled, rubbed their heads, and said, "It's getting late. Don't run around. Just wait here obediently. Mother will be back soon."
After giving the instructions, she rushed out of the window, her figure flashed and disappeared into the night.
At this moment, at the gate of Yu Mansion, the middle-aged man had blood flowing from his head, which was dripping down his cheeks, adding a bit of bloodthirstiness to his already ferocious face.
He was panting and staring fiercely at the girl who was holding a frying pan and a kitchen knife. The frying pan was larger than usual and was emitting a strong airflow. It was obvious at a glance that it was a treasure.
However, he never knew that someone's treasure was a frying pan! God knows when the bottom of the pan hit his head, even though he was protected by his cultivation, his forehead was still bleeding.
And there was the kitchen knife. It was more like a bone knife for chopping big bones than a kitchen knife. The blade was shining coldly and was extremely sharp. With these two things in hand, he had fought with her for such a long time but was unable to kill her!
You know, this woman looks only about fifteen or sixteen years old, especially the little girl she is protecting behind her. Two such weak people can be dealt with with just one move under normal circumstances.
But now, even though the girl was seriously injured, she still protected the little girl and refused to retreat. This cannot go on.
"roar!"
Just as he was about to attack again, he suddenly heard a lion's roar, and a fierce lion pounced towards him from the side. He was startled and quickly fought back!
"Sister Mi'er, how are you? Are you serious?" Yue'er looked at her worriedly. Her body was covered with wounds of varying sizes, but they were all caused by her. With her protection, they were not hurt by that man.
"You have to leave quickly and go to the inn to find the master. It's too dangerous here. Let's go!" While the lion was pestering the middle-aged man, Song Mi'er protected her and went towards the gate, wanting to send her away from this dangerous place as soon as possible.