Chapter 142: Punishment (1)

Di Cang curled his lips and took the woman in front of him into his arms.
"It was Chen'er who ran over to call this king's father first."
An embarrassment flashed across Bai Yan's face. Indeed, it seemed that her son ran over and hugged him and called father.
"Baiyan!" Di Cang's eyes narrowed slightly, his voice low and terrifying, "It's embarrassing to let this king be Chen'er's father?"
Baiyan turned her face subconsciously, avoiding the man's domineering eyes.
"After avenging Chen'er, this king will talk to you again."
When it came to the last two words, Di Cang's tone intensified, as if he was speaking through gritted teeth.
He raised his head, his condescending eyes looked at the people in front of him, and a powerful oppression spontaneously gave people a feeling of... being in hell.
"King Cang, how do you want to punish Lin'er?" Nangong Yuan's eyes sank.
He understands that if Nangong Lin is not punished today, King Cang will definitely not give up.
"killed!"
The simple words shocked the royal family on the spot.
Bai Ruo is anxious: "Even if this matter was caused by Lin'er first, he can still not die, let alone he is the grandson of the emperor! Are you too arrogant as a prince?"
Di Cang looked at Bai Ruo coldly.
At this moment, Bai Ruo's forehead oozes cold sweat, and her beautiful face is pale. She bit her lip, but her thighs can't help but kneel down.
"A trivial maid, who allows you to stand and talk to this king?"
Cheap maid?
Bai Ruo's hand was tightly clenched into a fist, and her dignified princess turned out to be the cheap servant in this man's mouth?
Looking at the woman in the arms of the man again, Bai Ruo's jealous eyes were almost red.
"King Cang...Look, how about I hit Lin'er with five sticks?" Nangongchuan frowned.
He had already obeyed King Cang's words and abolished the queen, but Nangong Lin was different. He was the hope of the Liuhuo Nation and would never die.
Di Cang cold eyes passed Nangong Yuan and landed on Nangong Lin's body.
A bloodthirsty red light flashed from the bottom of his eyes, his murderous aura surged, and his strong murderous aura lifted up his purple robe. The man was like a murderous under the violent wind, with a cruel curve on his red lips.
"Daddy Beauty," at this moment, Bai Xiaochen pulled Dicang's sleeves, his voice was soft, "Chen'er doesn't want to watch murder."
Sure enough, Bai Xiaochen's words worked better than anyone else.
Di Cang's murderous aura floating around his body gradually diminished, and he stared down at the little bun beside his leg: "He bullies Chen'er like that, doesn't Chen'er hate him?"
Bai Xiaochen tilted his head: "Chen'er hates him, but doesn't want to kill him."
"Because Chen'er likes to torture people more than killing people."
Since sensible, Bai Xiaochen has grown up under the protection of everyone.
He is still a child.
His hands are still clean and not stained with blood.
Therefore, he wanted to kill at once, and he couldn't accept it.
just……
In his body, the blood of the demon race is flowing, which is naturally ferocious!
However, because he was protected so well, his ferocity was not inspired.
"Then how do you punish him?" Di Cang groaned for a while and asked.
Bai Xiaochen put out his tongue mischievously and turned his head to Nangong Falcon: "Do you remember how he bullied you?"
"Well," Nangong Falcon replied lowly, "Kicked me ten times, hit me with a stone 20 times, poke my three times with a stick, burned my room once with a flaming stone, fortunately I ran fast to survive, and..."