The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

Old Zhou nodded hurriedly, "Master Bai, don't worry, since you've given the order, I will definitely do it!"

As they walked, Xiao Heidan suddenly asked, "Old Zhou, do you have any baby girls here?"

Old Zhou was slightly startled, and he moved closer to Little Black Egg and asked in a low voice: "Master Bai, are you talking about alive or dead?"

Xiao Heidan frowned and glared at Lao Zhou impatiently, "Nonsense, of course it's alive! What's the point of dead?"

When Old Zhou heard this, his eyes lit up immediately, and he clapped his hands excitedly, saying, "Oh, Mr. Bai, what a coincidence! A batch of fresh goods just came in this morning, and I took a quick look, and there was a little girl about 3 years old in it.

Those who were older than her were all scared to death, but this little girl didn't look scared at all. She looked quite cute.

I just wanted to take it home for my wife to keep for fun. If Mr. Bai likes it, then what else can I say? I'll just give it to you! I'll ask someone to bring it to you right away!"

"Don't bother with those nonsense words. I want to go and see it myself."

You ask why Xiao Heidan is looking for the little doll?

This story starts with Su Wen.

During this period of time, he would always dream of a little baby jumping around in front of him with a bottle of milk in his arms.

Su Xiang looked at the back of the little baby in his dream and felt inexplicably familiar with it. However, no matter how hard he tried to chase it, he always kept a distance from the little baby.

When Xiao Heidan learned about Su Xiang's depression, he thought that he wanted to be a father painlessly, so he started to make arrangements.

The two of them walked down the stairs to the warehouse on the first floor. The moment the iron door was pushed open, shrill cries instantly filled their eardrums.

Dozens of children chained with iron chains huddled in a corner, and five burly men were whipping them with whips.

One of the boys, about six or seven years old, had his back beaten so badly that the skin was torn and blood was flowing down his trouser legs. He was screaming so hard that he could not make a sound.

Among the crowd, the three-year-old girl stood out.

She was wearing a pink puffy skirt, and the bow on her pigtails was stained with blood. Her chubby little hands were clenched into fists, and her round eyes were staring at the abuser, and her milky white face was flushed red.

When another whip was about to fall on the boy, she suddenly rushed out, her childish voice carrying unprecedented anger: "Bad guy! Don't bully your big brother!"

The violent man was stunned, then burst into laughter, bent down and pinched the girl's cheek: "You are a kitten who has not been weaned, and you dare to meddle in other people's business? Believe it or not..."

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly screamed and flew backwards, smashing into a brick wall ten meters away.

The other strong men looked at the powerful little girl and all their faces changed. They held their steel knives tightly with caution.

The little girl showed no fear at all, and ran towards the fallen boy with her short legs. She squatted down, and touched his wound that was so deep that the bone could be seen, with her palm covered with rich spiritual power.

Red light flowed out and quickly penetrated into the boy's body. The wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a few seconds, the boy sat up, blinked blankly, looked at the beautiful little girl in front of him, and murmured, "Thank you, thank you."

The strong men came to their senses, two of them looked at each other, raised their machetes together, and chopped at the little girl ferociously.

The little girl didn't dodge or evade, her chubby little hands slapped out a blood-red blade of light. The two men who rushed over with knives didn't even scream before they were cut in half, their internal organs mixed with black mist splattered on the wall.

She stepped over the pool of blood, and her babyish voice carried the innocence of a child: "Your blood... stinks."

The burly man in the corner raised his pistol tremblingly. The moment he pulled the trigger, the barrel suddenly twisted into a snake shape, wrapped around his wrist, and the bullet shot into his shoulder.

"what--!!!"

A shrill scream pierced the empty warehouse.

The remaining big man was so scared that he started to run for his life, but the girl stretched out her index finger and tapped him lightly.

The black mist condensed into chains that wrapped around the man's ankles, hanging him upside down in the air. A moment later, there was a dull bang, and the human body exploded into a ball of flesh, with bone fragments falling to the ground like raindrops.

When Xiao Heidan and Lao Zhou saw this scene, they were so scared that they turned around and ran into the laboratory.

The little baby swung her lotus-root-like arms and followed them slowly. The pale light in the corridor stretched her shadow so long that it almost swallowed up the two people who were fleeing in panic.

"You bad guys all deserve to die!"

The little girl said this in a baby voice, and a red light burst out from her fingertips.

"boom--!"

Old Zhou was hit hard against the wall by this invisible force, and the plaster wall peeled off. He felt several broken ribs and a fishy-sweet taste in his mouth. When he struggled to look up, he saw Xiao Heidan being judged by justice.

Lao Zhou took the opportunity to rush out of the laboratory. He didn't dare to look back, stumbling through the corridor filled with experimental equipment, and didn't dare to breathe until he ran out of the factory.

At this moment in the laboratory, the little baby had already unlocked the iron locks of all the cells.

In the dim dungeon, the children poked their heads out like frightened deer, some with bloody bandages on their legs, and some huddled in the corner with empty eyes.

The little girl stepped on the broken glass and walked to the boy with the broken leg. She gently covered the wound, and the broken bone made a slight clicking sound, and the skin and flesh healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The boy moved in surprise and suddenly burst into tears: "Little god is here to save me!" Soon, hundreds of survivors poured out from all corners.

The little baby shuttled through the crowd, smoothing the scars of the burned girl and restoring the eyes of the blind old man. When she handed the last baby to the mother's arms, there was a loud explosion from the direction of the warehouse.

If there were no monsters in the world, who would offer incense to the Bodhisattva?

In order to ensure that they would not be caught again, a dozen young men were chopping the monitoring host with axes. Sparks flew and all the sins turned into smoke.

Most of the remaining people quickly cleaned up the scene and buried the bodies of all the bad guys. Everything was very busy, but everyone's face was filled with relief at having survived the disaster.

After doing all this, everyone knelt down to thank the little baby for saving their lives, and then left in groups of three or four, supporting each other.

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After Xiao Heidan finished his story, the room fell into silence for a long time. After discussing for a long time, they still couldn't come up with anything.

Then Su Xiang stood up and said to Su Yang: "Forget about this for now. I'm going to go back to the Corpse Refining Sect and find something to put the little black egg's soul in, so that it won't be scattered by the sun when it comes out."

Su Yang nodded and yawned, "Brother, be careful on the road, I'll go to your room and wait for you to come back."

Xiao Heidan watched Su Xiang walk away, his eyes rolled, and a bad idea came to his mind. He floated to Ming Xi's room and went in.

Inside the room, Ming Xi's back as he bent over the desk made his throat tighten. The little guy who had curled up in his arms and shivered back then was now wearing a neat school uniform, and even the fluff on the back of his neck looked noble.

"You bastard! Why are you pretending to be a good student?" Xiao Heidan pounced over, his invisible body passed through Mingxi's shoulders, bringing up a gust of cold wind.

The exercise books were rustling as they were flipped, and Mingxi couldn't help but shiver. He raised his head to take a look, but with his ordinary eyes he didn't notice anything unusual, he just felt an inexplicable chill on his back.