Mu Bai skilfully hid in the past and grabbed a few on Wu Yichen. Then his small body slipped back to the small steamed stuffed bun.

In just a few minutes, Wu Yichen changed from a handsome childe to a beggar.

Little steamed stuffed bun looked at him with elation and laughed. Even the people watching in the street couldn't help laughing!

"The second childe is arrogant and domineering and bullies the weak. Today, he is made like this by fengziyan. It's really rare."

"Shh, keep your voice down. The second childe of the waiting house in the north of town is the most vindictive. He is very vicious at a young age. If he hears you, be careful of your head! Fengziyan has been watched by him. Pity the child, young..."

Wu Yichen was crazy and shouted angrily, "what are you doing? Catch fengziyan and the little beast! I'm going to kill them!"

The steamed stuffed bun came out this time with only Biyun and mubai. Lengluo was still in the house. Previously, when Biyun was there, he was afraid that the other party would hurt Biyun. Some were tied up. Now only himself and mubai are left. The steamed stuffed bun is excited!

"Wu Yichen, do you want to face? Even if you are so much older than me, you can bully me by relying on people. Even if you win, I won't win. Everyone will look down on you!"

Wu Yichen's teeth were itchy. Seeing that little steamed stuffed bun said so, his face showed a cruel look. "If you dare to speak hard when you are dying, get out of the way and let me clean up this little bastard myself!"

He is very confident. He is already the primary strength of the Yellow rank before he is ten years old. Looking at the whole East neighboring country, few people can do it.

Feng Ziyan is only three years old. How can he be his opponent?

With that, Wu Yichen's attendants withdrew.

Wu Yichen's yellow light flashed in his hand, and a long sword appeared in his hand. Without saying a word, he stabbed at the small steamed stuffed bun.

He thought that with this move, the steamed stuffed bun would be defeated by him. He even thought proudly that he must make the steamed stuffed bun kneel under him and apologize later in order to solve his hatred!

"Wait!" just as the sword was about to stab him, the little steamed stuffed bun opened his mouth.

Wu Yichen quickly stopped his hand and looked at the steamed stuffed bun proudly. "Why? Are you afraid? You regret fighting with me? If so, I can consider sparing your life, but you have to kneel on the ground and drill through my crotch and apologize to me in public."

Then he looked at Mu Bai, his eyes full of greed, and added, "yes, and your spirit beast, I want to give it to you!"

Although the spirit beast on Feng Ziyan's body can't see its strength, it makes people know that it will never be bad. Just now when it attacked itself, it was smart and didn't even have the ability to refute!

Thinking of this, Wu Yichen's eyes are even more eager.

Unexpectedly, the steamed stuffed bun shook his head solemnly, "Wu Yichen, are you too confident in yourself? I was just thinking, what is it if we fight here after three days?"

Although the little steamed stuffed bun man is small, he has been with Feng Jiuxi for so long, and his grandfather is a businessman. It is so true that they never do business at a loss. As soon as his little eyes turn, his eyes are full of calculations.