72 Too Much for Me to Beat You Up!
Actually, using another’s heart as a medicinal primer was nonsense. Yun Qingqing had just made up a lie as a prank.
She would never have thought that this prank would take the Host’s life.
It was already good enough that Yun Ran didn’t blame her for the Host’s death.
“Yun Ran, you little b*tch! Return my heaven-level spiritual root to me!”
Yun Qingqing’s true nature, which had been hidden under her gentle appearance, was exposed as she roared at Yun Ran at the top of her lungs.
The little packrat in Mo Beiyuan’s arms thought that her mother had been bullied and was in a hurry to tug at its father’s sleeve. “Father, quickly protect Mother. The big baddie is going to bully Mother.”
Bun was even more direct. The secret guards were not paying attention when they saw a small figure bump into Yun Qingqing. “Go away, bad woman. Don’t bully my mother!”
Unexpectedly, Yun Qingqing did not stand firm and was knocked down by Bun.
Yun Ran stared blankly at the little packrat protecting her. He was clearly small, but he was very brave.
But as a mother, Yun Ran would worry for him. She wanted to tell Bun not to rush out when he wasn’t strong enough.
This time, it was Yun Qingqing, but if he encountered a powerful master next time, the little packrat would be in danger.
Before Yun Ran could educate Bun about safety, another figure landed in front of her. It was Mo Beiyuan.
boxn ov el. c o mThe two children stood in front of her protectively.
Now there was a protective barrier between her and Yun Qingqing.
Yun Ran reached out and tugged at Mo Beiyuan’s sleeve from behind. “I’ve already taken back the spiritual root. As for Yun Qingqing…”
As Yun Ran spoke, she walked out from behind him and glanced coldly at Yun Qingqing, who was lying on the ground. “If she’s dishonest, I don’t mind teaching her a lesson myself.”
After taking back what was hers, Yun Ran had no intention of staying here. However, what should she do with this spiritual root? She could not keep holding it like this!
“Mo Beiyuan, what should I do with my spiritual root? Do I need to take any steps to plant it back?”
Mo Beiyuan handed the little Sweetcake in his arms to Feng Chen and instructed him not to let her fall.
Feng Chen had long been jealous of a certain someone and wanted to carry little Sweetcake.
He quickly took her over and hugged the little packrat steadily. “Got it. Even if I fall myself, I won’t let any harm come to your precious daughter.”
The little packrat could not understand Feng Chen’s joke. She even said in a childish voice, “Uncle Feng Chen can’t fall either. If you fall, your butt will hurt.”
Feng Chen had originally pursued a lonely life, but now, he really wanted to have a cute and considerate little packrat in a cotton-padded jacket.
How did Mo Beiyuan become a father to such an adorable little melon with his lousy temper?
Little Sweetcake must have taken after her mother, Yun Ran.
Feng Chen had just finished thinking about where Sweetcake got her soft and obedient personality when he saw Yun Ran kick Yun Qingqing’s chest. It was fast, ruthless, and accurate.
Yun Qingqing had just gotten up and stabilized herself when she was kicked away again. The force of this kick was not light. It was so strong that she couldn’t get up again.
Yun Ran’s porcelain face darkened, and her voice was cold. “As I said, if you’re not honest, I don’t mind teaching you a lesson. It’s not too much for me to beat you up for cursing my child!”
Feng Chen was also dumbfounded.
He seemed to have made a mistake. Little Sweetcake’s personality was not quite like Yun Ran’s.
72 Too Much for Me to Beat You Up!
Actually, using another’s heart as a medicinal primer was nonsense. Yun Qingqing had just made up a lie as a prank.
She would never have thought that this prank would take the Host’s life.
It was already good enough that Yun Ran didn’t blame her for the Host’s death.
“Yun Ran, you little b*tch! Return my heaven-level spiritual root to me!”
Yun Qingqing’s true nature, which had been hidden under her gentle appearance, was exposed as she roared at Yun Ran at the top of her lungs.
The little packrat in Mo Beiyuan’s arms thought that her mother had been bullied and was in a hurry to tug at its father’s sleeve. “Father, quickly protect Mother. The big baddie is going to bully Mother.”
Bun was even more direct. The secret guards were not paying attention when they saw a small figure bump into Yun Qingqing. “Go away, bad woman. Don’t bully my mother!”
Unexpectedly, Yun Qingqing did not stand firm and was knocked down by Bun.
Yun Ran stared blankly at the little packrat protecting her. He was clearly small, but he was very brave.
But as a mother, Yun Ran would worry for him. She wanted to tell Bun not to rush out when he wasn’t strong enough.
This time, it was Yun Qingqing, but if he encountered a powerful master next time, the little packrat would be in danger.
Before Yun Ran could educate Bun about safety, another figure landed in front of her. It was Mo Beiyuan.
boxn ov el. c o mThe two children stood in front of her protectively.
Now there was a protective barrier between her and Yun Qingqing.
Yun Ran reached out and tugged at Mo Beiyuan’s sleeve from behind. “I’ve already taken back the spiritual root. As for Yun Qingqing…”
As Yun Ran spoke, she walked out from behind him and glanced coldly at Yun Qingqing, who was lying on the ground. “If she’s dishonest, I don’t mind teaching her a lesson myself.”
After taking back what was hers, Yun Ran had no intention of staying here. However, what should she do with this spiritual root? She could not keep holding it like this!
“Mo Beiyuan, what should I do with my spiritual root? Do I need to take any steps to plant it back?”
Mo Beiyuan handed the little Sweetcake in his arms to Feng Chen and instructed him not to let her fall.
Feng Chen had long been jealous of a certain someone and wanted to carry little Sweetcake.
He quickly took her over and hugged the little packrat steadily. “Got it. Even if I fall myself, I won’t let any harm come to your precious daughter.”
The little packrat could not understand Feng Chen’s joke. She even said in a childish voice, “Uncle Feng Chen can’t fall either. If you fall, your butt will hurt.”
Feng Chen had originally pursued a lonely life, but now, he really wanted to have a cute and considerate little packrat in a cotton-padded jacket.
How did Mo Beiyuan become a father to such an adorable little melon with his lousy temper?
Little Sweetcake must have taken after her mother, Yun Ran.
Feng Chen had just finished thinking about where Sweetcake got her soft and obedient personality when he saw Yun Ran kick Yun Qingqing’s chest. It was fast, ruthless, and accurate.
Yun Qingqing had just gotten up and stabilized herself when she was kicked away again. The force of this kick was not light. It was so strong that she couldn’t get up again.
Yun Ran’s porcelain face darkened, and her voice was cold. “As I said, if you’re not honest, I don’t mind teaching you a lesson. It’s not too much for me to beat you up for cursing my child!”
Feng Chen was also dumbfounded.
He seemed to have made a mistake. Little Sweetcake’s personality was not quite like Yun Ran’s.
