"Don't you know? They almost fought a few days ago. They made an appointment to have a formal competition in half a month, but there are still two or three days to go."
"What? Did I hear you right? Feng Ziyan wants to fight with the second childe of the Houfu family in the north of town? He is only three years old, but the second childe is eight years old. He can win him with one hand!"
Another man shook his head and looked at the little steamed stuffed bun with regret. "He is the stepson of his highness Pluto, not his own. Although he is far from the strength of the second childe and can't win, he can't even win. Hou in Zhenbei has always loved this son most. He really hurt the second childe. I'm afraid Pluto won't protect him much."
Just now he almost fought with Wu Yichen. He didn't cry. Now he heard him talk about Yanqing. The little steamed stuffed bun's eyes were slightly red. "Shut up! Dad treated me very well. It's not what you said!"
Wu Yichen on the other side smiled arrogantly, "don't make a fool of yourself here. Just because you are a wild seed, how can your highness Pluto really like you and how can you be worthy of Jinglin academy?"
Just after saying that, a dark shadow flashed over the steamed stuffed bun, and a punch fell on his face. Wu Yichen stepped back a few steps!
After he reacted, the steamed stuffed bun beat him again!
The little steamed stuffed bun didn't use his spiritual power, but the skill taught him by Yanqing!
Wait for Wu Yichen's people to react and immediately pull them apart!
"You little bastard, dare to hit me. Wait, my father will pick you up right away!"
The two of them met in the street just now. Although Wu Yichen was only eight years old, he didn't behave like an eight year old child at all. Seeing Biyun's beautiful face, he wanted to flirt, and even let someone tie her into the house.
Xiaobaozi was shopping with mubai. Naturally, he didn't want to. As soon as they came and went, they were deadlocked, and Biyun was slapped in the face.
Small steamed stuffed bun involves Wu Yichen. Biyun gets away and wants Feng Jiuxi to help.
Biyun didn't follow him in the city of forgetting Sichuan. He didn't know the strength of the steamed stuffed bun, for fear that the steamed stuffed bun would suffer a loss.
The steamed stuffed bun raised his head without fear. "My prince and father will protect me. It depends on how you deal with me."
Then he waved his small fist at Wu Yichen.
Mu Bai also stood on the shoulder of the steamed stuffed bun and looked at them provocatively.
If you dare to bully the little master, it depends on whether it answers or not.
Hearing this, Wu Yichen was not angry even if he had been beaten a few times just now. He laughed with exaggerated laughter, "Hahaha... Lord dad, you dare to call. What's the identity of his highness Pluto? You're an unidentified bastard who dares to call his father? What a shame! Your mother is also shameless. You dare to marry Pluto with you after living with others. If the Phoenix family is not big, you think his highness Pluto would marry the woman of Feng Jiuxi?"
Hearing the other party abusing his mother, xiaobaozi became more angry and his eyes became red.
"Haw..." before everyone reacted, the white shadow on the small steamed stuffed bun's shoulder crossed, and several scratches immediately appeared on Wu Yichen's face!
"Ah - help! What's on my young master's face! Somebody get rid of it!" Wu Yichen's scream rang through the whole street, and his attendants hurriedly grabbed mubai.