880 Subduing Little Rakshasa
Xiaobao still didn’t know that he had pulled the wrong person. He only wanted to shake Er’bao off quickly and not let him catch up to him and Dabao. He ran forward, panting, and held the little hand tightly.
However, he still sensed something amiss.
“Dabao, why are your hands wet?” He asked. Because he was in a hurry to recognize the way, he did not turn around.
The little figure did not react.
Xiaobao nodded. He had forgotten that Dabao didn’t know how to speak!
“Xiaobao~ Xiaobao~”
Er’bao’s cute call came from behind. Xiaobao ran forward with all his might. When he came to a fork in the road, he decisively turned around and climbed up a small hill. “Here, here!”
There was a small cave on the hill. Dabao was the first to discover it. Dabao had brought Xiaobao here once, but he hadn’t had the time to bring Er’bao over. Therefore, Xiaobao was sure that Er’bao won’t find his and Dabao’s secret so quickly.
The cave was dark, so dark that they could not see their own hands. The entrance of the cave was facing away from the bushes where they were playing hide-and-seek, but there was a small wind hole the size of a head in the direction of the bushes, a foot and a half above the ground.
Xiaobao let go of “Dabao’s” hand, stuck out his little butt, and knelt on the ground, looking down from the wind hole. He was looking at Er’bao and laughing. He had no idea that the little figure was showing him a greedy and cruel expression.
The little figure slowly came behind him and opened its bloody mouth at him. However, just as the little figure was about to bite down, Xiaobao’s body suddenly froze. His face scrunched up and his expression became especially pained.
With a plop—
Xiaobao felt relieved after the little fart was released.
The little figure never expected such a situation. The moment the voice sounded, he was stunned. The little smelly farts were long and loud, and they all landed on the little figure’s face. The little figure’s bloodthirsty eyes widened and he took a few steps back. Then, he rolled his eyes and stuck out his tongue, rolling down the hill.
Xiaobao was immersed in his own world and did not know that “Dabao” had already gone down the mountain because of him.
Er’bao was getting closer and closer, but Xiaobao was not afraid.
“When Er’bao comes, I’ll show him my Nether Mountain Shadow Feet!” Xiaobao kicked out his little foot!
It was not easy for the little figure with a dizzy head to climb into the cave, but it was kicked down by Xiaobao’s Nether Mountain Shadow Feet.
“Eh? I think I kicked something?” Xiaobao retracted his little foot and scratched his head. He looked around. “Where’s Dabao?”
Xiaobao ran down the mountain to look for Dabao in the bushes. The little figure held his dizzy head and stood up. Xiaobao had already disappeared, but Er’bao approached step by step.
“Xiaobao ~ Where are you?” Er’bao looked around.
The little figure flashed behind Er’bao and followed him step by step. A bloodthirsty glint appeared in his eyes. He gradually approached Er’bao. Five steps, four steps, three steps, two steps…
When he was one step away from Er’bao, the little figure opened its bloody mouth again, revealing sharp teeth.
Crack!
Er’bao stepped on a stick under his feet. He stepped on the end of the stick. The other end of the stick rose and hit the little figure’s crotch.
The little figure felt the pain from his soul. It clamped its legs and covered its crotch. It was petrified on the spot for three seconds before it fell straight down—
…
The little figure’s last target was Dabao, who was squatting on the ground and digging Gu.
This time, it did not plan to approach the other party. It opened its palm and a powerful Rakshasa pressure was about to erupt. Suddenly, a beautiful figure appeared behind it.
“Eh? Whose child is this?”
Yu Wan walked towards the little figure. The Blood Rakshasa had entered the Nether Mountain. She was bringing people to search the mountain when she heard Er’bao’s voice nearby. When she found out that the little fellows had slipped out of the Chaoyang Hall again, she quickly came over to capture them. Unexpectedly, she did not meet the little fellows and saw a thin and pitiful little fellow.
The little pitiful boy was wearing tattered clothes. From the size and style of the clothes, it didn’t look like a child’s, but like an adult woman’s. Was this child so poor that he couldn’t even afford to wear clothes?
Yu Wan judged that he was poor. It was not only the tattered clothes he was wearing that did not fit or fit him. He was about the same height as the three little fellows, but he was so thin that he was only skin and bones. Therefore, not only were his clothes incomplete, but he was also starving.
“Your clothes are wet. Did you fall into the water?” Yu Wan squatted down and pushed away the wet hair on his forehead. “Aiya, your forehead is broken. You’re injured.”
As Yu Wan spoke, she lowered her head and untied the ribbon of her cloak. The little figure licked the corners of his lips and slowly opened his mouth.
Swish!
Yu Wan took off her cloak and covered his cold little body. She opened her purse and took out a clean handkerchief. She first wiped his wound and then his face and small hands. “Where are you staying? Why are you here?”
Although the little figure’s appearance was very strange, Yu Wan would never have expected the legendary Blood Rakshasa to be a three-year-old child.
Little Rakshasa did not say anything and only stared at the blood vessels on Yu Wan’s neck without blinking. After Yu Wan finished wiping him, she stood up and held his hand. “Can you still walk? I’ll send you back.”
This was the second time Little Rakshasa was held by someone. It was different from being held by a little smelly fart. It was stunned for a moment. It blinked its big eyes and stared at Yu Wan’s hand, drooling.
Yu Wan had pure Yin blood and the aura of a Saint King in her body. It could be said that her temptation to the Blood Rakshasa was fatal.
Yu Wan did not know that this fellow was coveting her blood. Seeing him drooling, she guessed that the little fellows were hungry. She had come out in a hurry and did not bring anything else except a bottle of milk that Xiaobao had dropped.
She handed him the milk bottle. “Here.”
The goat’s milk had been boiled before. It had removed the gamey smell and fishy smell. There was a faint sweetness that children liked very much.
Little Rakshasa had never drunk from a small milk bottle before, so he didn’t know if he was going to put it in his mouth. He pinched it roughly with his little hand, and goat milk spurted out and splashed all over his face.
It did not like the smell. It frowned in disdain and threw the little milk bottle to the ground.
Yu Wan was rummaging through her purse for the ointment. When she saw the little fellow throw the milk bottle away, she hummed strangely. “You don’t like it?” She bowed and picked up the little milk bottle. Little Rakshasa looked at her back and licked his lips greedily before pouncing on her.
However, the Little Rakshasa did not succeed. It was knocked away by an extremely powerful internal energy. It looked at the tall figure who had ruined its plan with widened eyes. It bared its teeth and pounced over fiercely.
Yan Jiuchao was afraid of hurting Yu Wan. He swept through the air and led the Little Rakshasa to another mountain.
When Yu Wan finally found a bottle of ointment from her purse, she was surprised to find that the little fellow was gone. “Strange? Where did he go?”
Little Rakshasa and Yan Jiuchao started fighting.
Qing Yan, the disciples of the Chaoyang Hall, and Grandma all rushed over when they heard the news. The two of them were so fast that it was difficult to catch them with the naked eye. They could only vaguely see phantoms flashing across the air. The air was filled with the thick smell of blood, but in just a moment, it was suppressed by the cold air of the Longevity Technique.
Little Rakshasa was furious. He roared and suddenly bumped into Yan Jiuchao’s heart. This scene made Qing Yan’s heart jump to his throat. “Is… is that the Blood Rakshasa? Why… does it look a little small…”
Grandma said solemnly, “This is a little Rakshasa.”
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“Little Rakshasa?” Qing Yan was stunned.
A trace of amazement flashed across Grandma’s eyes. “Such a young Blood Rakshasa is really rare in the world…”
Qing Yan could not believe that such a little thing had chased after him all the way.
As if guessing Qing Yan’s disdain, Grandma said indifferently, “Although it’s small, the experts of the entire Sikong family combined are not enough for it.”
“It’s-it’s that powerful?” Qing Yan shrank his neck in fear. He thought of something and said, “Is this the Blood Rakshasa we encountered the first time in the forbidden area?”
Grandma shook his head. “No, not this.”
Qing Yan: “Could there be more than one Blood Rakshasa in the Sang family?!”
Without waiting for Grandma to answer, the Little Rakshasa was trapped by Yan Jiuchao’s internal energy. The aura of the Longevity Technique was like a whip that snatched the soul, whipping the Little Rakshasa’s body one after another.
Little Rakshasa let out a painful cry.
Yan Jiuchao reached out and was about to smash it with his palm. At the critical moment, Yu Wan came over with the ointment and small milk bottle.
Yan Jiuchao’s internal energy paused.
...
As if seeing that Yan Jiuchao did not want to hurt Yu Wan, the Little Rakshasa pounced over and jumped into Yu Wan’s arms. He grabbed the little milk bottle that he despised and drank it!
Yu Wan, who was confused: “…”
Yan Jiuchao, who was even more confused than Yu Wan: “…”
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