Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Chapter 328: Brat, don't call me old white in the fut

The wolves on the mountain actually ran wildly in their direction at this moment.

Bai Yi shouted: "Si Ming, run!"

Otherwise, there will be wolves in front and tigers behind, and they will have to pay a painful price for this trip.

Bai Yi subconsciously wanted to protect Ye Siming's life.

However, the young man stood still, holding a knife, like a reef in the dark night, showing a dangerous cold.

Crazy bites and screams resounded in the mountains.

Bai Yi saw the most terrifying picture he had ever seen.

Some of the gangsters were bitten by two wolves with a mutilated body, and some were dragged directly into the woods!

It was raining, and it was impossible for the bandits to light the torches.

The strangest thing is that they all bypassed Ye Siming.

After the wolves quickly dealt with some of the mountain bandits, they all left suddenly as they came.

Yes, don't forget to drag away the broken limbs.

The remaining bandits were killed by Ye Siming before they recovered.

In the end, Bai Yi had no strength, and there were so many wounds on his body that the blood flowing from his body mixed with raindrops, converging into a meandering red stream.

He fell to the ground, watching Ye Siming step over the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood and walk towards him.

When Bai Yi was in a coma at the last moment, he saw the huge black shadow behind Ye Siming and flashed again.

Now that he thinks about it, he doesn't know whether he was wrong at the time or whether it was true.

Why did the wolves come so quickly and suddenly?

At this time, the curtain was lifted, and Ye Siming came back.

Mrs. Bai hurriedly got up: "Just now your adoptive father was talking about you, always afraid that you would hurt yourself and endure it."

Yesiming grabbed the collar and sniffed it. When she hugged Gu Nuoer just now, she lay on his shoulder and fell asleep, leaving a little sweet milky scent on her body.

It's a pity that the clothes are stained with blood and can't be worn.

Ye Siming thought about things to himself, and gave a light hum to Madam Bai's words.

Mrs. Bai was going to see other soldiers, so she asked Ye Siming to accompany Bai Yi here for a while.

Bai Yi opened his eyes and seemed to be unable to sleep.

"Si Ming..." His voice was hoarse: "Tomorrow, accompany me to the palace to face the Holy Spirit."

Yesiming dragged a chair, his eyes were lazy: "So fast? Can your body handle it?"

Bai Yi nodded: "The task is completed, it should be reported to His Majesty immediately, so there is no delay."

Ye Siming did not speak.

Bai Yi couldn't help it after all, he asked: "The wolves who killed the mountain bandits...Did they come because of you?"

Ye Siming's fingertips were tapping his knees lightly. Hearing the words, he moved.

The slightly drooping brows and eyes were filled with rich ink, which made it difficult to see and understand this young man.

"Did you forget, I am a person who climbed out of the wolf pack. In Yaoxia, I am like this, you are just seeing it for the first time."

So...

Bai Yi sighed.

Ye Siming can't get hurt.

He slowly closed his eyes again, but after a while, he thought of something, and said hoarsely: "Si Ming..."

Ye Siming finally became impatient, he frowned: "I see that the wounded soldiers outside are sleepy, why are you still in good spirits?"

Bai Yi felt speechless.

He said silently: "I just want to tell you... stinky boy, don't call me old white in the future, no big or small!"