Chapter 3178: Distressed

A heart is like a needle that hurts.
Her cold eyes looked at the man with a mask and a tight body.
Even if the skin is not exposed, but I am close to seeing the skin behind his ear, but see the traces of decay.
In her mind, there is no reason to come up with a name - Ji Chengfeng.
There is also the sentence that the egg said - the mother, his soul with a rancid smell.
From this person, you smell this rancid smell.
However, Ji Chengfeng is not dead in the ancient battlefield 10,000 years ago?
Inferred from the age of Ji Ming, this time, Ji Chengfeng should have died.
How could he appear here?
I made a mistake myself!
After all, what is the style of Ji Chengfeng, what kind of atmosphere, I don’t know.
Xiao Ming’s sword in one eye, his movements are very serious and rigorous, and his injuries have not had a slight impact on his movements.
But after all, just under the siege of the devil wolf, his spiritual power consumed seven or eighty percent.
After a swordsman, his spiritual power finally dried up, his small body swayed, his face was pale, and he did not continue to run the next move.
Snapped--! A loud noise, the little boy's clothes were torn and the flesh was blooming.
The little body couldn't support it and fell to the ground.
He screamed and couldn't rush to the child who wanted to hold the fall, but his hands were worn.
At this moment, the masked man's low anger sounded. "Several devil wolves can't cope, and even such a simple sword can't be used. How can you make such a waste become my apprentice?"
The little meditation fell to the ground, without a word, the thin body was covered with blood, and shivered slightly.
The distressed tears will fall.
However, the mask man did not have a trace of pity, and the whip in his hand went down to the vulnerable body of the child.
After pumping ten whippings, the flesh and blood of the boy burst open and wounded.
But the little child didn't even scream.
After the ten whip was exhausted, the mask man only took up the whip and looked down at the boy who was lying down. "I hope that when I come next time, I can see that your progress is satisfactory. If you have always let me down...

The man’s words are not going to go on, and he will leave when he turns.
Xiao Ming also couldn’t help but open his mouth. "Master, you... are you leaving?"
The little boy, when he was whipped, didn't scream, and he was not discolored when he was attacked by the devil wolf, but when the man was leaving, he finally showed his expression.
Because I am alone in this forest, I am too lonely and too lonely.
Even if it is a master who has never had a good face, he occasionally appears once, so that he is so happy and hopeful.
The mask man stopped and squinted at him. "Do you think it is too lonely to be alone here?"
The little boy glanced at him and bit his lip and did not speak.
The masked man's eyes flashed, and suddenly he threw an egg from his arms and threw it at him. His voice was heavy: "If Master is not there, let this be with you. I hope that when I come next time, don't let me down."
Falling in the boy's arms is a spirit beast, still a silent thing.
But in the eyes of the little boy, there was a ray of light, so bright and dazzling.
He still stretched his face, but he said seriously: "Master, I won't let you down!"