Arrogant baby kidnaps seventh uncle

Chapter 182
The strange brilliance of the crystal reminded her of the amethyst token on the high priest's body. It turned out that the high priest asked her for that.

Demonic spirit, definitely not a good thing!

Meng Xiaoxing threw it away, and the moon-shaped purple crystal fell into a steaming bathtub in a graceful arc.

In an instant, the room was filled with fragrance, and the purple mist was transpiring.

It's beautiful...but also weird!Meng Xiaoxing patted his chest and thanked himself for not taking the crystal privately.

Seeing that it was almost time to soak, Meng Xiaoxing took off his clothes, and then put on Xiao Qingcai's clothes.

Suddenly there was a sound at the door, and Meng Xiaoxing quickly poked his head out. Fortunately, it was just a group of strong men passing by on patrol.

She quickly ran to the door and locked all the doors and windows to avoid any accidents.

Returning to the inner room again, the fragrance in the room has faded, and the transpiring purple mist has returned to its original color.

Meng Xiaoxing dragged out the little green vegetables soaked in the bathtub, wiped the water on her casually, and put on the suit he had changed for her.

Then, panting, he took out a crystal clear mask from his sleeve pocket.

The mask was crumpled into a ball and was only about the size of a thumb. After slowly soaking it in water, it became crystal clear and as thin as a cicada's wing.

Meng Xiaoxing took the mask out of the water and stuck it on Xiao Qingcai's face to help her smooth it out.

Thanks to the evil Lian Yuezui, who always liked to pretend to be her to make troubles everywhere, but she snatched up such a mask, and was never willing to throw it away.

She looked at the other "face" of her lying down with satisfaction, and after placing her on the bed, Meng Xiaoxing opened the window and looked outside for a while, after confirming that there were no problems with the patrolling people and the spying people, He put his hair into a bun, straightened his clothes, opened the door generously, folded his hands in front of his chest, lowered his head slightly, and went out from the front door.

Walking to a place where no one was around, her dark eyes rolled around, and she flew back and forth among the trees, heading for the wooden house.

Before I got to the wooden house, I found that there were a lot of people, and there were many torches, shining brightly.

Did Qi Xiaobiao escape?I don't know if they have finished what they should do...Meng Xiaoxing didn't stop much, like a butterfly in the dark night, he went to the depths of the jungle.

After Meng Xiaoxing's figure completely disappeared into the depths of the jungle, two black shadows appeared at the place where she stayed just now, one followed Meng Xiaoxing away, and the other easily avoided the crowd and sneaked into the wooden house surrounded by the tribesmen by the car.

At the same time, in Lian Zhiyuan's room, the shape of the unconscious Xiao Qingcai was slowly changing. His arms and legs became shorter and smaller, and his tight clothes gradually fit together.The black shadow of a woman was reflected on the window and slowly stood up from the ground.The shadows of trees danced outside the window, and there was a sudden scream in the house.

"what!"

The sound was earth-shattering, breaking the tranquility of the forest in an instant.

Lian Zhiyuan hurried over, only to see "Meng Xiaoxing" with eyes closed facing the door, unconscious lying on the edge of the table, the window was wide open, there were obvious traces of a fight in the room, and faint bloodstains could even be seen on the ground, as if Someone attacked and was injured.

Lian Zhiyuan heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the unconscious Meng Xiaoxing, walked to her side, and when he smelled the peculiar fragrance on her body, his deep black eyes flashed with complicated expressions.

"Master, do you want to go after him?" A tall and thin man beside him asked in a hoarse voice.

Lian Zhiyuan waved his hand, looked deeply out of the window, and said calmly: "No need, I'm afraid it's a plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain."

"But little madam..." a short, fat man next to the tall, thin man in black said more.

Lian Zhiyuan gave him a stern look, and the short fat man immediately lowered his head in shock and realized that he had said the wrong thing.

Beside him, the tall, thin man in black sneered, "The lord asked you to guard this Tianyi residence. Where did you go just now? How did someone sneak in?"

Humpty Humpty's face turned red and turned pale: "A master breaks in, do you think I can stop chasing it? Besides, Miss is still here."

The tall and thin man hugged his chest and looked at him coldly, and rolled his lips: "Have you caught up?"

"You!" The short fat man glanced at Lian Zhiyuan and felt that he couldn't hold back his face. He pointed his short and fat finger at the tip of the thin and tall man's nose, feeling very annoyed about having a big fight.

As soon as his footsteps moved, a yellow talisman flew straight towards his forehead like a gust of wind.

Humpty Humpty's blushing face froze and remained motionless, still pointing forward.

Lian Zhiyuan looked at him coldly, and a voice with a bit of vicissitudes in his warmth sounded: "If it weren't for the time of employing people, you would have already been decapitated. Capital crimes can be avoided, but living crimes cannot be escaped..."

He put his hand on the pointed index finger of the short fat man, looked into the increasingly frightened eyes of the short fat man, slightly moved his hand.

Hearing a "click", Humpty's index finger was snapped off abruptly, and the blood spurted out instantly, flowing down the severed wound, dripping on the floor, and the moonlight shone through the window, and pain appeared on Humpty's face. With a relieved look.

Lian Zhiyuan threw the snapped finger on Humpty Humpty's face, and the talisman attached to his forehead was knocked off, and it fluttered and spun onto the pool of blood in front of Humpty Humpty Man. The color of the blood slowly melted into the smoke, and the pool of blood was instantly dried.

The blood from the fat man's severed finger was still dripping down, dripping on the dried blood spot, making a sound of "Zi" and being dried instantly.

The short fat man's face was livid, he didn't care about the pain on his face, he knelt down at Lian Zhiyuan's feet in a panic, and shouted repeatedly: "Thank you, the king, for not killing me."

The tall and thin man kicked the short fat man away, and led the way for Lian Zhiyuan. Lian Zhiyuan had his hands behind his back, with a refined appearance, and his clothes fluttered.

"Good."

Lian Zhiyuan's voice echoed and gradually faded away. The short fat man who had been kowtowing desperately dared to raise his head. His legs had already weakened and he sat slumped on the ground.

He raised his face and looked at "Meng Xiaoxing", who was still unconscious, lying on the table, and then looked at the severed finger that was still bleeding. At the end, the panic in his eyes did not disappear.

(End of this chapter)