Lord, don't play with me: the genius son, Lolita's mother

Extra: Qiqi is in danger【3】

In the blood fog.

The voice of the owner of the purple clothed sect came coldly: "Su Qiqi, let me go!"

As soon as the words fell, she only felt that the whole person was hugged by the waist, and then she rose into the air.

Yelling is not good. [

But helpless.

Even Baby Su was helpless.

He saw that the blood mist was heading towards the mother's cage in a general direction, so he realized something was wrong, but he just couldn't rush in.

Ye Wuyan and Bai Jian also saw it.

But it was too late when they arrived.

A large cloud of blood mist made it impossible to see ahead.

Even the breath cannot be identified.

Wait until the blood mist dissipates.

Qiqi's figure had long since disappeared.

"Qiqi!" Ye Wuyan yelled loudly, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

Unexpectedly, in the end, Qi Qi was still not protected well.

I hate it in my heart.

"Zi Yi, if you dare to injure even the slightest bit, this king will not let you go!" He yelled fiercely at the sky.

"Mother...Mother..." Su Baobao also cried: "Master of Ziyi, if you dare to hurt my mother, I, Su Baobao, will kill you after chasing you to hell!"

The two father and son yelled similar words at the same time.

They are all very sad and indignant.

"It's all my fault. If I hadn't left, Qi Qi wouldn't have been captured by him. Bai Jian's face also had remorse.

He shouldn't have listened to Qi Qi's words.

He shouldn't have left Qiqi. [

If he hadn't left Qiqi, the master of Ziyi's plan would not have succeeded.

It's just that he didn't expect that the martial arts of the purple-clothed sect master would be so powerful and terrifying.

This is still not practiced. If it is practiced, is there anyone in this world who is his opponent?

His eyes turned cold.

There was pain and guilt in that.

"Uncle Bai, it's not your fault. Who would have thought that the owner of the purple-clothed sect is so vicious! And it was mother who asked you to do that." Su Baobao cried.

Ye Wuyan raised her head, but didn't say a word.

If you want to blame, you can only blame him for not being strong enough to let the owner of the Ziyi sect have a chance.

If he was strong enough, he wouldn't let the purple-clothed sect master have a chance to stay.

He hated himself so much.

He clenched his hand into a fist and slammed it hard to the ground.

With a 'bang', it hit everyone's hearts.

Everyone fell silent.

But at this moment, Ye Wuyan calmed down, stood up slowly, and glanced around coldly: "Come here, catch all these assassins!"

He understands that at this time, he can't be messed up.

Qiqi was just caught, not dead, so what he had to do was cheer up to rescue Qiqi as soon as possible.

"Yes." The guard obeyed, quickly caught the assassin, and tidied up the scene.

And the little emperor also stood there with a face full of self-blame.

He didn't know what to say.

He understood that the accident happened because of him.

Only Li Qiaobai had an unpredictable look in his eyes.

Ye Wuyan, but at this moment, looked at him coldly. [

"Li Qiaobai, our war has just begun!" The cold voice said coldly.

If he still can't see all this, he won't be called Ye Wuyan.

How could it be such a coincidence that Li Qiaobai happened to be with the little emperor when the owner of the Ziyi sect came?

Moreover, with such powerful martial arts, the master of Ziyi sect wanted to catch the little emperor easily, but instead he fought with Li Qiaobai, allowing them time to rush to rescue him.