Chapter 1946 Rescue Yu'er (3)

"Ah----"

He screamed, dropped the bone-cutting knife and the kid in his hand, and covered the two bloody eye sockets.

Suddenly, one wrist was grabbed by two furry little claws. The claws were very thin and small, but the power was as strong as a thousand gold. With just one twist, the wrist was broken.

Nangong Yi had already flown forward when the parrot attacked the white-faced fox. Seeing Yu'er falling, he hurriedly bent down to save her. Before Yu'er fell to the ground, he caught the child steadily.

"Father----"

As soon as the kid fell into Nangong Yi's arms, he grabbed his clothes and cried aggrievedly.

After all, he was a spoiled child who had never suffered. That night, he was stripped of his brocade fox fur and thrown into a cold, dirty and smelly dark room. He was not given food or water, and was hungry and cold. He was also frightened and interrogated. Although he was found back soon and escaped danger, he was a three-year-old child after all, and his mental endurance was limited. It was okay before he didn't see his father, but now he saw his father who loved him, and he couldn't help but feel wronged. He sobbed and cried endlessly.

Nangong Yi saw the red fingerprints on his son's little face, his swollen face, and the child shivering in a single layer of clothes. He was so distressed that his liver trembled. He held Yu'er in his arms, patted his son's back with his big hand, and felt his little shoulders trembling constantly, like a frightened little animal. He was so distressed that he wanted to skin and bone these kidnappers.

"Don't be afraid, Yu'er, your father will take you back."

Nangong Yi comforted his son softly, patting his back gently. Beside him, the white-faced fox had fallen to the ground and could only howl. His eyeballs were pulled out by the parrot, his two arms were broken by the long eyebrows, and his balls were not spared from the fate of being crushed. He was completely useless...

After a long while, Nangong Yi finally coaxed his son to stop crying, and then he slowly walked to the front of the white-faced fox. Although the white-faced fox could not see Nangong Yi, he could hear his heavy footsteps and heard him stop beside him. Although he was afraid in his heart, he also understood that begging for mercy was useless at this moment. He only hoped that he could die quickly and not let him suffer before his death.

"Did you hit my son?" he asked coldly.

The white-faced fox laughed arrogantly: "Haha, yes, I beat him. I not only slapped him, but also punched him several times."

Nangong Yi looked at the white-faced fox coldly, as if he was looking at a dead person, and said coldly: "Well, you dare to do it, you have guts, but since you have the courage to beat my son, you must have the courage to bear the consequences."

After saying that, he swung the soft sword, and one of the white-faced fox's legs was cut off from the root of the leg. The white-faced fox screamed, his face twisted in pain, and blood spurted out like a fountain. After a moment, he couldn't hold it anymore, and his head tilted and fainted.

Nangong Yi didn't give up, and continued to swing the sword, cutting off the white-faced fox's limbs, turning him into a human pig, but didn't kill him.

Because sometimes, it is more painful to let people live than to let them die!

After dealing with the white-faced fox, Nangong Yi took off his robe, wrapped Yu'er in it, and strode out.

When he got to the yard, he saw Scarface's mother putting Scarface's head on his neck, crying loudly: "Son, let me put your head back on. God will see. The beast who killed you will be struck by lightning..."