You Don't Need It

Feng Qingying's expression changed and he anxiously rushed into the courtyard. Ah Nuo assumed an attacking stance with a determined look in his eyes, the son of the shopkeeper was lying in a pool of blood, and there was a large pool of blood on the ground.

Seven or eight masked black-clothed men s surrounded Ah Nuo.

Ah Nuo learnt martial arts at the age of three. Although he had learnt it for several years, he was still a child who was more than six years old, and his martial arts skills were only at the level of a three-legged cat.

"Princess, be careful."

In the end, who sent this person? Feng Qingying had only just arrived at the capital, so he couldn't offend anyone.

She was worried for Ah Nuo, so she rushed to his side quickly and protected him in her arms.

"Mom, don't worry, I can help you."

"When you have the chance, go over to Liuyang. I'll deal with these people."

"But so many people …"