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The people surrounding Li Wu sneered and all clapped. They had played with him for so long and he was still overestimating himself, unable to even protect himself. He still wanted to save someone else.

Li Wu turned a blind eye to the palm in front of him. There was only the figure of little Nezha in his bloody eye sockets.

Bang, bang, bang, bang. Li Wu couldn't feel the pain in his body. He held onto little Nezha and rolled twice to get rid of the force. He looked at little Nezha, who was staring innocently with his eyes wide open and revealed a gratified smile.

As soon as Fishy came over and saw this dangerous scene, she bit her own hand and nearly fainted.

Although she usually disliked little Nezha, that was also an expression of love. If someone said little Nezha to give it a try, she would definitely fall out with them. When she heard the news of little Nezha's kidnapping, she said that she wasn't worried, but that she was afraid that Little Jiu would be confused by her worry.

Someone rushed towards little Nezha, but no matter how strong they were, they would not be able to reach him in time. Twelve of the Ice Guards saw Li Wu's expression and their hearts moved, he attacked Li Wu with one hand and Li Wu with the other. One of his hands was for Li Wu, while the other was for Yin Rou and one was for Yang Yang Qi.

At this moment, seeing Li Wu hugging little Nezha and smiling foolishly, he let out a long sigh. This man's heart wasn't bad. He walked up to Li Wu and extended his hand, "Li Wu, give the little gongzi to me."

When Li Wu saw Twelfth, guilt flashed across his eyes. He handed the little Nezha over to Twelfth with no hesitation. He suddenly felt a pain in his chest and forcefully handed the little Nezha over to Twelfth, then fell backwards.

Twelve only had two hands, and could only block one person's attack for him. Although with the help of the inner force, he was able to rush out of the crowd much faster, but someone's palm wind still injured him and caused him to suffer serious internal injuries.

Twelve held onto him, the internal energy passed through his palms to his internal organs and slowly sank into his dantian.

At the same time, someone rescued Sister Li.

Someone glanced at her almost naked body, then shifted his gaze away. He silently took off his clothes and threw it on Li Jun's body, then turned around and moved closer to Ye Lianmei with his companion, protecting her.

Seeing Twelfth Night nod at him with Little Nezha in his arms, Night Nine calmed down.

He patted Xiaoyu's hand and turned around to face Ye Langmei, his face as cold as ice.

No matter how much trouble the two of them had with each other, they were still related. He did not want to end up in such a desperate situation, but that did not mean he had to give in.

The people of Night Lin Mei's group blocked the front, but even though they were all experts, they were still defeated when facing off against the enraged Night Nine Demons' men.

Ye Jiumei pushed the wheelchair in front of Ye Langmei. He coldly looked at her.

Ye Langmei had been sitting there the entire time, and even when he saw her people subdue him, he still did not move.

"What do you want?" Night Nine spoke coldly.

Ye Langmei slowly poured tea into her cup and put down the teapot. He lazily raised his eyes to look at her, "Night Nine, do you know how annoying you are? You have been doted upon by royal father since you were young, and even after you became disabled, your status still hasn't been affected in the slightest. I am the emperor's direct descendant, how can I let you occupy the limelight? "

Xiaoyu took over Nezha from Twelve Hands. Hearing Ye Langmei's words, she got angry and took two steps forward, saying in a deep voice, "You only see how flourishing the surface is, how can you understand the desolation behind it. Since you envy Little Nine so much, then alright, I'll grant you that wish."

She might not be able to do anything else, but to make a lively and lively person suffer instantly from all kinds of injuries, as the disciple of Medicine God Valley's Yao Qingcheng, she had the confidence to do so.

It is much easier to cure a patient than to cure a patient.

Ye Langmei raised her eyes to look at Xiaoyu, and her expression suddenly softened. "Xiaoyu, if you hadn't met Ol 'Nine, would you have fallen in love with me?"

He was confident that whatever Ol 'Nine was, it was just a handicap. If it wasn't for the mistake he made, how could Little Fish be his?

Until now, the only thing that Ye Langmei admitted to doing wrong was that she shouldn't have pushed the little fish to Ninefire. Looking at the increasingly beautiful little fish, he was filled with unwillingness. She was the one who had taken a fancy to the little fish.

No matter how you looked at it, it seemed wretched. Originally, she did not want to answer such an idiotic question like Ye Langmei, but after looking at her, she felt that she should clearly proclaim their love for each other.

Fishy lowered her head and looked at Nezha, who was listening. Also, you have to remember from a young age that a woman's love for a person becomes very tyrannical, so stop thinking about seeing all the beauties in the world.

It's a pity, however, that just like everyone else, I, Little Fishy, have seen many freakishly talented men like you. A man like you is not my cup of tea, if there was only one man left in this world who was you and only one woman left was me, perhaps I would have accepted you for what you've been like.

Little Fishy originally wanted to say something fierce, but as she spoke, her tone suddenly changed.

"If I die, I'll definitely pull you along. I definitely won't let you live together with him in this world."

What a strong smell of vinegar.

Only then did Xiaoyu feel that her metaphor wasn't appropriate. Looking at the pair of disdainful gazes, she quickly put on a fake smile, "Aiya, I'm just making a comparison. How could I fancy someone like him, who only knows how much he's worth?"

Little Nezha blew bubbles to explain what? The more he explained, the darker it got.

Little Fishy was depressed. Sigh, why is it that she doesn't even know how to talk anymore these days?

On the other side, Night Nine and Nezha were looking down on Little Fishy. On the other side, Ye Langmei was also not lightly angered, so what did she say? She reluctantly followed him because he was the only one left in this world. Was he that terrible? Not only was he inferior to Ninefire, he was even inferior to a man who sold pork and incense at night?

He had indeed been holding onto the thought of disgusting Nine Night Demon as he asked Little Fishy. He understood men's thoughts, and he didn't believe him when he said that self-esteem and inferiority were in parallel. Nine Night Nine Demon's heart wouldn't be stung, wouldn't feel uncomfortable, wouldn't have evil thoughts, and he didn't know if she was disgusted by Nine Night Demon, but he was disgusted by her.