Hearing Huohuo’s words, Little Tree turned to the people leaving, and his soft voice uttered, “Kill!”
Yes! Anyone who bullied his parents deserved to die!
Countless vines raised from underneath the ground again. Without waiting for those people to escape, the vines already wrapped around them, turning them immobile.
“Little Tree, whip them to death for me. Right, don’t kill the woman who played the flute. Your dad said to sell her to a brothel. Doesn’t she like to gain men’s favor? Then we will fulfill her desires,” Huohuo ordered with her hands on her hips.
The chubby baby waved his hand, and countless vine whips appeared in front of those people. Under their fearful gazes, the whips mercilessly lashed down.
Only the sound of the whip cutting through the air rang in the mountain, along with those heart-wrenching screams.
“Just wait! Many people want to kill the Ghost Emperor, he will eventually die in the hands of justice defenders one day! Hahaha!” The Boundless Sect elder broke into deranged laughter, and a red gleam shone in his eyes. It was evident he had fallen into madness.
The more ruthless his curses, the quicker the whip, until the old man could not speak another word.
“Oh, I almost forgot.” Huohuo narrowed her eyes, turning her dangerous gaze toward Duan Yichen. “You are companions with them, you came here to defeat Sir Yun Xiao.”
Sweat dripped from Duan Yichen’s forehead, as he defended himself with an abashed smile. “I only came for the excitement. This has nothing to do with me, you can continue.”
Huohuo stroked her chin and tilted her head up. “Seeing as how you aren’t inherently evil, I will spare you. However, you aren’t permitted to speak of today’s matters.”
“Alright, I guarantee I won’t say anything.” Duan Yichen hastily nodded and swore.
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