Chapter 20: Twentieth

Black Moonlight Master of Paranoid Emperor [Rebirth]
Chapter 20: Chapter Twenty
So cold ... so cold ...
Snowing?
This is the snow in the human world?
As soft as goose feathers, fluttering and falling all over the sky.
Qiu Yutong was holding a blue yarn lantern in his left hand, and a string of crystal-colored and ruddy candied fruits in his right hand, looking up at the snow in the sky with novelty.
He had just arrived in the world of the human world and felt that everything was very fresh. Only then did he buy a green yarn lantern and a bunch of sugar gourds at the night market on the outskirts of Beijing.
Um ... According to the hexagram, the little prince fled all the way, and it should be near this grove.
Qiu Yutong lowered his head, looking at the messy footprints on the snow in the forest, and looked at the sugar gourd in his heart with some guilty conscience. Was it too long when I queued up to buy sugar gourds, and the little prince was already taken away by the Jiangs?
Uh, go ahead and see.
He walked deep and shallow in the snow, the snow gradually soaked his shoes, and the wetness was very uncomfortable. He thought about it, anyway, he wasn't afraid of the cold anymore, he simply threw the shoes and walked barefoot in the snow.
After a while, he suddenly heard something coming in front of him.
"His grandmother's day, this little rabbit, runs very fast!"
"I hold him, you cut off his head, let's take it back early and go on a mission!"
"You can press it, don't let this little bunny bit me again!"
Yes! Qiu Yutong's spirit was revitalized, and he quickly lifted his spiritual power, and moved forward lightly without touching it.
Through the woods, in front of a large white snow, a black-faced man scolded a little boy, another yellow-faced man holding a sharp steel knife, about to cut down!
The boy was only seven or eight years old, his face dirty and pressed to the ground. He closed his eyes tightly, neither weeping nor screaming, and seemed to have accepted his destiny.
The yellow-faced man raised his steel knife, and then fell hard!
Qiu Yutong flicks up in the sparkle room! The bamboo sticks of the candied gourd came through the air and issued a sharp roar!
The yellow-faced man holding the knife suddenly bulged his eyes.
Then, with a bang, the steel knife fell to the ground.
The yellow-faced man fell softly.
The bamboo stick was inserted from his temple on one side, and a little tip was exposed from the other side. It was just a common bamboo stick, and there was no sharp edge.
The other black-faced man didn't know what was happening, and still pressed the boy, looking around in terror: "Who? Who is this? Come out for Lao Tzu !!!"
"Let go of that child." Qiu Yutong slowly came out of the dark woods.
He has bare feet, thick black hair scattered randomly, a white coat like snow, carrying a splendid blue yarn lantern in his hand, almost not like the world.
The black-faced man stared at him and murmured: "Monster?"
"You are the monster." Qiu Yutong was upset.
He is sword repair, not demon repair! These laymen, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand!
The boy seemed to feel something different too, and slowly opened his eyes, staring at Qiu Yutong in a daze.
Qiu Yutong had a slight meal at his feet, a little embarrassed.