Chapter 412

It also made his heart more urgent.

I saw the little steamed stuffed bun break free from Biyun's arms, walk to Wu Yichen with Xiuling sword in his arms, stretch out his hand and handed the sword to him, and curled his lips. "Since you are willing to bet and don't admit defeat and your words don't count, I can't help it. My mother always taught me not to quarrel with such people. In that case, I'll return the sword to you."

With that, even Feng Jiuxi didn't react, and the steamed stuffed bun ran back.

Looking at the steamed stuffed bun, Feng Jiuxi couldn't believe it was made by the steamed stuffed bun.

The steamed stuffed bun made a naughty move towards Feng Jiuxi. Then, Wu Yichen screamed repeatedly. Xiuling sword flew up and flew in the direction of the steamed stuffed bun without anyone's command!

And Wu Yichen, who never let go, was dragged over by Xiuling sword!

Realizing something was wrong, Zhenbei Hou sent out a blue light in his hand and went straight to Xiuling sword, but the next second, the sword body of Xiuling sword automatically condensed a light white aperture and beat back the blue spiritual power!

Around the north of the town, Hou's deep spiritual power was also beaten by Xiuling sword and retreated a few steps.

Zhenbei's face changed greatly. He could only watch Xiuling sword drag Wu Yichen to the small steamed stuffed bun and finally fall in the small steamed stuffed bun's hands.

Wu Yichen was stunned.

The steamed stuffed bun showed a sweet smile, and his teeth were also exposed. He was very cute. "Why? Do you still have a conscience? You understand that children can't talk back, and are willing to return Xiuling sword to me?"

Little steamed stuffed bun's words and tone were very bad. Even if Feng Jiuxi felt cute, he still felt bad, but he was inexplicably cool in his heart.

She is worthy of being her son. She has such great ability at such a young age. Even she didn't think that little steamed stuffed bun could contract artifact and achieve this level.

"You... Feng Ziyan, what have you done to make the childe's Xiuling sword listen to you?"

"I didn't do anything." the steamed stuffed bun blinked, looking innocent.

"Haw, haw..." mubai also jumped into xiaobaozi's arms, as if he wanted to compete with Xiuling sword, and shouted at Wu Yichen.

Wu Yichen now has a fear of mubai's sharp claws and involuntarily retreats two steps.

"I said, you don't want to fulfill your promise, Xiuling sword will be returned to you, but it has to come to my hand. What's my business? Don't you have eyes?" the little steamed stuffed bun said, spitting out his tongue naughtily.

People only think it's cute. On the contrary, it's in contrast to Wu Yichen's naughty behavior.

Yes, everyone saw it. At the beginning, Wu Yichen wanted to have a competition with fengziyan and took Xiuling sword as bait. Now he wanted to break the bill after counting. Let them say where they go.

Wu Yichen is only eight years old. He always cries at home. He often gets what he wants as long as he cries.

He had suffered a lot in the previous battle with xiaobaozi. Now he watched Xiuling sword become Fengzi's words, "wow", and sat on the ground and cried.

He didn't expect that the actions he often did at home would be very humiliating in the street in front of so many people and outsiders! I didn't find my father's face completely black!