The six-year-old Xiaoman has become the little demon that everyone in Baicheng fears.
Basically, every time Luo Xiaoman went out for a stroll, the city people would groan again and again. Either the bun vendor's bun stall was smashed, or someone was teased by her, making it miserable.
Although they complained to the city lord many times, there was Mount Luo Mu behind his back, and the city lord only gave a warning in form.
Who made the Luo Family now the number one family in Baicheng and controlled the most important Xuanjing Mine?
Their current prosperity is also due to the development of the Luo Family. If the Profound Crystal Mine had not attracted many cultivators to come and become active, Baicheng would still be an unknown small town.
"Don't come here!"
In a small alley, a young girl was forced into a corner by several men.
Her clothes are ragged, revealing a large white skin, making these men even more excited.
And the man in the lead was arrogant and domineering, exuding a dull aura.
He is the only male in the Wan family, Wan Lin.
"Hehe, you just call and see who can come to rescue you." Wan Lin curled his lips, grabbed the girl's hand, and said viciously: "I am the young master of Wanjia! You are a refugee who wanders over, even if I treat you Killed, no one will be held accountable!"
"So, you'd better cooperate obediently to make the little master cool, and reward you with a few dollars, so you can survive in Baicheng."
"Master, when you feel good, can we..."
"Of course." Wan Lin curled his lips and said nonchalantly: "You are all my people. If I have a bite of meat, you have a bite of soup."
"Hahaha, thank you Master!"
For a moment, everyone laughed, and their gazes at the girl were so red and hot.
The girl was terrified!
She thought she could escape the war when she came to this small town.
But who knows, Wan Lin was targeted by this bastard.
"Master Wan Da, listening to what you just said, it seems that you have the final say in Baicheng?"
"of course……"
Wan Lin answered subconsciously, but was stunned again!
This voice is too familiar!
The sound of milk is milky, with a trace of cunning, who is not the little ancestor of the Luo family?
"Luo, Luo Xiaoman?!" He turned around and saw the petite figure, his mind trembled suddenly. "What do you want to do?"
Luo Xiaoman sat on Da Bai, slowly approaching, Mo Yuan beside him was exuding an icy chill, which made people shudder.
"What do I want to do?" Luo Xiaoman twitched the corner of his mouth and said lightly: "Of course I want to tell you, who is in charge of Baicheng!"
When the voice fell, Mo Yuan's figure moved and rushed towards Wan Lin quickly.
Under the flash of cold light, all of Wan Lin's men fell to the ground.
"Ah!!!" Wan Lin exclaimed, then turned his head and ran.
"Hey, the game of cat and mouse, start!" Luo Xiaoman squinted his eyes and smiled badly.
However, she didn't rush to chase after her, but walked to the girl.
The girl shivered, looking at Luo Xiaoman with a look of fear.
She has heard about the Little Demon King of Baicheng. Could it be that she has just escaped Wan Lin's insult and will be tortured by this little ancestor again?
However, fortunately, she is a girl and would not do those things to her.
"Here you are, then leave Baicheng." Suddenly, Luo Xiaoman threw a purse over and said playfully, "Baicheng, it's not for you."