Chapter 3: Little demon

Time flies, six years have passed.
"Run, run! The little ancestor of the Luo family is here."
Hearing the words "Little Ancestor", the stall owners of the surrounding roadside stalls shuddered, showing horror.
Almost without hesitation, they quickly cleared the stalls, this posture was like fleeing.
At this time, a teenage boy looked flustered and rushed over hastily, looking back from time to time.
Suddenly, the moment he looked back, his pupils shrank, as if he had seen the nightmare of this life.
"Dodge, avoid it!"
A tender voice sounded, and a vigorous white figure flew over.
This is a big snow-white dog with a little girl like a porcelain doll on his back.
It was this little girl who was talking just now.
The little girl is pink, her eyes flickering, she has two braids, plus a skirt with a collar, a little white rabbit on her chest, with bright red tones, and a playful smile, making her look Very lively and cute.
However, in the eyes of everyone, the little girl is a bit overlived.
"Oh, my candied haws are all sprinkled!!"
"Wow! My steamed buns and fried dough sticks are gone."
The snow-white dog is fast, and the wind that it brings up blows away all the vendors around him who are too late to clean up.
Sa!
The Snow White Dog leaped longitudinally, passed the fleeing man, and blocked the front.
"Luo Xiaoman, you are enough! How can you let me go?" Wan Lin stared angrily at the porcelain doll in front of him, gritted his teeth.
"Hand over Qinglinlu, I'll let you go!" Luo Xiaoman raised his head and said playfully.
"Impossible!" Wan Lin refused without thinking, and asked him to hand over Qing Lin Lu, so that he would cry to death if he was not beaten to death by his father.
This is the key to his future impact on the pill formation period, and he must not lose it!
"Then, I'm embarrassed! If you don't give it, I can only grab it!" Luo Xiaoman gave a smirk, completely a little demon.
"Luo Xiaoman, your Luo family, and my Wanjia are one of the three big families in Baicheng. It seems that I am the son of Wanjiao, this is the end of this matter?" Wan Lin grimly, coldly He said: "As for what happened just now, I can leave it alone."
"Tsk tusk, what is face? Can it be eaten?" Luo Xiaoman folded his hands and sat on the big dog. He didn't know where it turned into a cage of steamed buns. He picked up one of Chao Wanlin and shook it, "Hey , There are buns, or not?"
"You!" Wan Lin's eyes glared, and he stared angrily at the playful Luo Xiaoman, which completely ignored his Wanjia.
If it wasn't for Luo Xiaoman to rely on this big dog, and the follower staring at one side, a mere trash that couldn't gather spiritual power, how could he be his opponent?
"Luo Xiaoman, I warn you, don't deceive people too much."
"I just deceived you, what's the matter? Now I will give you two ways, either hand over Qinglinlu or be by me!" Luo Xiaoman picked up a bun and took a bite, like a little overlord Looks like.
"I'll do it for you!" Wan Lin was furious and cursed. He raised his hand and drew the saber from his waist, and attacked Luo Xiaoman.
"Oh, I'm still anxious!" Luo Xiaoman was slightly startled, then dropped the buns casually and jumped off the big snow white dog.
She patted the big snow-white dog, and said slyly: "Da Bai, bite him!!"
"Roar!!" The big white dog roared, awe-inspiring, and a vertical leap rushed towards Wan Lin.
Wan Lin's mind tightened and he quickly avoided.
Knowing how powerful the Snow White Dog was, he did not dare to collide head-on, and then he turned around, stabbing it out with a sword backhand.
Keng!
This sword pierced Da Bai's left front leg, but there was a sound of metal delivery.
So hard?
Dabai looked back and bit Wan Lin's long sword in one bite.
Click!
The mouth closed, and the long sword was actually crushed.
Wan Lin backed back again and again with a look of horror. He knew that this big dog was great, but didn't he know how great?
"Roar!!" Da Bai made another pounce, pressing Wan Lin heavily on the ground.