Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress

"ah----"

He screamed, threw away the boning knife and the little kid in his hand, and went to cover the two bloody eye sockets.

Suddenly, one wrist was grabbed by two furry little claws. From what I felt, the little claws were very thin and small, but their strength was as strong as a thousand pieces of gold. With just one break, the wrists were all broken. .

Nangong Yi had already flown forward when the parrot attacked the white-faced fox. When he saw Yu'er falling, he hurriedly bent down to save her. The moment before Yu'er fell to the ground, she caught the child firmly.

"Father----"

As soon as the little kid fell into Nangong Yi's arms, he grabbed the lapel of his clothes and burst into tears.

After all, he was a spoiled child who had never suffered. That night, he was stripped of his golden clothes and fox fur, and was left in a cold, dirty and smelly dark room. He was not given food or drink, and he was starving and exhausted. He was frozen, and was frightened and interrogated. Although he was found quickly and had no danger, he was a three-year-old child after all, and his mental endurance was limited. It was a good thing that he didn't see his father before, but now he sees his love. His own father was so aggrieved that he couldn't bear it any longer, and he started to cry endlessly.

Nangong Yi saw the red fingerprints and swollen face on his son's little face, and saw the child shivering from the cold in a single suit. He felt so distressed that his liver trembled. He held Yu'er in his arms, He patted his son's back with his big palms and felt his little shoulders shaking like a frightened little animal. He felt so distressed that he wanted to skin and debone these kidnappers.

"Yu'er, be good, don't be afraid, my father will take you back."

Nangong Yi comforted his son softly and patted his back gently. Next to him, the white-faced fox had fallen to the ground and could only howl. His eyeballs were clawed out by the parrot, his two arms were broken by the long eyebrows, and his balls were not spared from being crushed. Bad luck, the whole person is ruined...

After a long while, Nangong Yi finally coaxed his son to stop crying, and then slowly walked to the white-faced fox. Although the white-faced fox couldn't see Nangong Yi, he could hear his heavy footsteps and heard him stop in front of him. Although he was scared, he also understood that begging for mercy was useless now. He only wished that he could die happily and not let him be tortured before his death.

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

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

Nangong Yisen looked at the white-faced fox coldly, as if looking at a dead person, and said coldly: "Okay, if you dare to take it, you have the guts, but since you have the courage to beat my son, you must have the courage to take the responsibility." as a result of."

After saying that, with a wave of the soft sword, one of the white-faced fox's legs was cut off from the base of the leg. The white-faced fox screamed, his face twisted in pain, and blood spurted out like a fountain. He After a while, he couldn't hold it on any longer and fainted.

Nangong Yi did not give up, and continued to swing his sword, cutting off all the limbs of the white-faced fox, and made him into a human pig, but did not kill him.

Because sometimes, it’s more painful to keep people alive than to let them die!

After finishing cooking the white-faced fox, Nangong Yi took off his robe, wrapped Yu'er in it, and strode outside.

When they arrived in the yard, they saw Scarface's old mother putting Scarface's head on his neck, crying loudly: "Son, mother, help you put the head on, God has eyes. The beast that killed you will definitely be struck by lightning..."