“Your Royal Highness, please don't! If you are damaged, how do we explain it to the Emperor? ”

Luo Beiyu's face was slightly white, but his face was incredibly firm. “How can I leave Master to be humiliated without doing anything? ”

“Oh... who said it was you who was going to try?” Mu Yan said slowly.

Luo Beiyu glanced back at Muyan, “Who else am I? None of my men broke through the ranks. ”

Did Master have to do it himself?

Just thinking about it, Mu Yan slightly snapped his lips and revealed a mesmerizing and evil smile, "Bao, complete this bet for your brother! Don't take it lightly. Lose your mother! ”

The little boy standing next to Muay nodded with a delicate little face, “Bao won't give her mother away to anyone! ”

After that, he took a few steps forward and stood in front of the Palace Chiten.

The whole scene was dead silence--

“Master... Master!! Bao is only 4 years old!” Luo Beiyu is going insane and screaming like a soprano. “The Palace Chiten is a subordinate and will never show mercy to the child. You... How can you let Brother Bao go...”

Gong Chi-teng looked at the little treasure standing in front of him and felt even more shameful and humiliated.

He stared at Mu Yan. “Are you looking for death?! ”

“Master, let me go to war, even if I can't beat Miyagi Chiten, at least as my three princes, he will not kill me.” Luo Beiyu rushed over and pulled Bao back.

Mu Yan glanced at him, so that he could find a blue stone to sit on in his spare time, and his face couldn't speak plainly. "It's just an embroidered pillow with a rotten grass bag. My baby has more than enough for him! Or..."

Long eyelashes twitched slightly, and when raised, it leaked a lush of cold. "His Royal Highness, the Second Prince of Jingorang, even a four-year-old doll didn't dare to accept the duel invitation? ”

“I don't have the guts to accept?!” Gong Chi-teng laughed furiously, "Ok! As a woman, your courage is the first to impress the king. In return, I will torment this little bastard to death. I hope you can still laugh when you get there, hahahahaha...”

“Master -!!” Luo Beiyu shouted again.

Sooner or later, the palm of the palm of the palm of the palm was turned into a claw, and the whole body of Xuan power surged wildly, and it had been grabbed hard against the heavenly lid of Xiaobao.

“Ah--!!” The maid of Luo Beiyu couldn't help but put her head aside, full of fear and intolerance.

The guards on the side of Gong Qianteng spent a good amount of time laughing and joking, waiting to see this little doll brutally tortured by His Highness, not as alive as death.

After all, one is a strong man on the ground, and one is just a four-year-old doll.

The two of them stood together, and Baobao even reached the height of Gong Chi-teng's thigh.

Apart from Mu Yan, no one here believes that Xiaobao will be the opponent of Gong Chi-teng.

Even they thought the child could not stop the blow of the Palace Chiten.

However, the sophisticated little face of Baobao, standing in place, is still cold.

No panic, no despair, no anger.

When the claws of the Palace Qianteng came wrapped around the powerful Xuan Qi Feng, Bao suddenly extended his little white tender palm and pushed gently towards the direction of the Palace Qianteng.

Bang--! A loud bang!!

The foggy forest is full of wind, leaves and fog.