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Chapter 1127

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    The twelve-year-old boy, with his delicate and picturesque face, did not show any pain.  The leading child was very upset seeing him like this.

    Suddenly, his eyes moved slightly and landed on Si Ming's legs that were hanging limply.

    Sikong's sullen lips parted abruptly, revealing a wicked smile: "Quick! Take off his pants!"

    "This, is this not good?"

    "Not good? What's not good!" Sikong red eyes, "When he was the prince, how many times did he bully us? It's just a piece of his trousers, holding it is already showing mercy!"

    The children were frightened by his eyes, they shrank their necks and dared not speak, their eyes were full of fear.

    Si Ming's eyes, which did not have the slightest wave, finally wavered at this moment.

    His fingers moved slightly, and his pale paper-like hands were quietly held together.

    The nails were embedded in the palm of the hand, piercing deep marks,

    The heart beats out of the chest cavity, and I can't suppress any emotions.

    But Sikong was excited: "Quick, hurry up!"

    A boy about ten years old was pushed on the back by him.

    The boy's face was pale, and his eyes were full of resistance, but facing Sikong's fierce eyes, he could only step forward and stretch out his hand tremblingly¡ª¡ª

    The next second, the screams suddenly sounded!

    "Who, who dared to hit the prince?!" Sikong covered his red and swollen right cheek, his face full of anger.

    The children were startled by him, and all of them stared in fear.

    But there is obviously no one around here.

    Sikong, who was angry, obviously also discovered this.

    Panic flashed in his eyes, and he swallowed: "Who is it, get out of here quickly!"

    He held on and shouted in a tyrannical tone.

    But it was quiet all around, only the sound of the wind blowing by.

    Sikong's nerves were tense, and just when he was about to relax, a loud slap hit the intact left cheek.

    With so much strength, he threw his head away.

    The left cheek bulged at a speed visible to the naked eye, and bloodstains flowed from the corner of his lips.

    However, Sikong no longer felt angry, instead his legs began to tremble.

    No one, no one¡ª

    There is no one in front of you!

    That slap came to his face suddenly!

    The children reacted one after another, and after a second of silence, the air burst into sharp shouts: "Ghost ah ah ah ah!"

    The children dispersed in a rush.

    However, Sikong directly fell to the ground with limp legs, and a suspicious liquid appeared under his body.

    His face was pale, staring at the muddy ground, one by one footprints appeared out of nowhere, and he kept backing away: "Ghost, ghost ghost!!!"

    The footprints were getting closer and closer, and they were already in front of him.

    He didn't know where to gather strength, stood up abruptly, and ran to a distance in a scrambling manner.

    Si Ming looked at the person not far away without blinking.

    Not far away, the person who is called a ghost by everyone is actually a person with an extremely gentle and delicate appearance.

    The man was wearing a white robe, his long black hair was rolled up high, he had a pair of piercing peach blossom eyes, and his gentle and moist brows formed a lazy and proud temperament.

    Si Ming's dark eyes couldn't hold anything, only the white figure that suddenly appeared in front of him.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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