"Forehead!"

Zhang Huan felt his neck tightened, a suffocation came, but a big hand was fastened between his neck, and at the same time, his baby Yuan was imprisoned, unable to move at all.

For a moment, he was shocked that this kid would not kill me.

"Take me to see Mingxin Zhenren!" Song Inkstone murmurs.

Hearing Song Yan's words, Zhang Huan came to his senses immediately. The boy only threatened him and should not dare to kill him. He sneered and said, "Boy, let go now, I'm still in time, otherwise...

`Pap Pap!'uuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Before Zhang Huan finished speaking, Song Yan's palm fell sharply on his cheek.

After a few...