Thanks for the invitation: In ancient times, people shared children

Chapter 258

Children never use any fancy moves when fighting. After just two moves, Haitao almost got bitten by her.

He asked her unhappily, "You're not a dog, why are you showing your teeth?"

"What's it to you? I'll use whatever works for me. What's wrong with that?"

"That's true, but this is too indecent."

Still elegant?!

The child could hardly dodge the punches, and if he hadn't been more polite, he would have lost his life.

"I didn't even spit at you, so just be content."

Hai Tao: ...

"You really are my good sister..."

As she spoke, she punched the child in the eye socket. The child grabbed her left wrist with his left hand and her right wrist with his right hand, and raised his leg to kick her in an awkward position, but her arm suddenly sank down and flew to the side.

The child who was holding her tightly suddenly lost his balance and spun half a circle before being tripped by her raised leg and thrown to the ground.

The child was also stubborn and didn't let go, so Haitao's wrist became a strange support, allowing her to fall to the ground in a sideways position without falling completely, leaving an inch of space.

Hai Tao frowned: "What kind of move is this?"

The child said with difficulty: "This is called being unable to get up or down."

Oh.

I don't need to ask more.

Hai Tao nodded and said, "Then watch carefully, I'm going to kick you and you won't be able to dodge."

Still, the child let go and grabbed her ankle again.

Then he pulled her pants hard.

When she reached out to pick it up, it rolled away from her.

Hai Tao was really angry this time: "How can you be so despicable!"

The child spread his hands and said, "What can I do? I can't just wait to get kicked."

"If you do that, I'll really get serious!"

"Oh, then I'm going to spit at you too."

"Pulling your pants is much more extreme than spitting..."

The child looked around guiltily: "Oh, what are you talking about? There are no outsiders among sisters."

Hai Tao: ...Even your own sister can’t pull down someone’s pants!

To be honest, Haitao didn't want to fight with her, but if she didn't fight, she would be really angry!

A flaming aura wrapped around Haitao's fist and illuminated the child's eyes.

【Seeing Zhu Cheng Bi's thoughts surge】

Haitao's talent has nothing to do with the meaning of the poem itself. Zhu Chengbi is a person. Her father secretly took a concubine, who took advantage of her pregnancy to play tricks on her mother.

Unexpectedly, little Haitao had a bad temper and almost killed them with one punch, shattering his father's dream. The evil-minded grandmother had no chance of escaping either.

The moment she started to fight, she wanted to beat them all into crumbs.

If her mother hadn't stopped her, these things would have been broken into pieces.

That was the first time that Angry Haitao realized that she had such ability.

The name was given by her mother. Look at Zhu Chengbi's confusion, you are going to be heartbroken today!

But it sounded too long, so I only kept the first half.

How powerful the punch is depends entirely on how angry Haitao is, but so far, she has not been able to surpass her five-year-old self.

Children weren't that hateful. In her anger, Hai Tao had only cracked the bricks on the ground... that was all...

There was a bang here!

The child jumped onto the wall with a whoosh. She was about to jump out, but then she thought -

That’s not right. If I go out, wouldn’t that be like admitting defeat?

Thinking of this, she picked up the tiles on the wall again and looked back.

Haitao, who was about to let her go:?

The energy on the fist became redder and redder.

The child who was hesitating whether throwing tiles was too much: Amitabha, I have to protect myself.

Crackling, tiles fell as fast as rain.

With a crackling sound, everything turned into broken flowers.

One of the two children was screaming in anger, and the other was screaming in fear.

The child is running on the wall, and Haitao is jumping high up——

"Get off me! You're like a monkey."

As she spoke, she punched the child out of the yard.

With a loud "Ah," the child fell to the ground, raised his face, and said without any emotion, "Ouch, it doesn't hurt much."

A faint aura protected his entire body, as if mocking him.

The child stood up, dusted himself off, put his hands on his hips, looked her in the eye, and said, "You're not that great either."

The wind blew gently, blowing the rags on the child's shoulders, revealing his skin which was intact but a little blue.

Hai Tao: ...

"Are you born in the Year of the Duck?"

"What do you mean?"

"You're tough when you're used to it, but... you're really tough."

Hai Tao jumped down from the wall and walked towards her eagerly, looking much more serious.

"When I hit you just now, you clearly didn't mobilize any spiritual energy, but you only turned a little blue. You can see that you have some skills. What is your talent? Are you thick-skinned and strong enough to withstand a beating?"

Haitao made random guesses.

The child stood there waiting for her to come in, with the demeanor of a worldly expert, and said with his hands behind his back, "You wouldn't believe it even if I told you."

After all, she herself didn't understand it.

Hai Tao: "You're just being mysterious. Forget it. You can't beat me with this alone."

Haitao rushed forward confidently, and the child confidently reached out to stop her.

People in the distance were watching from a high place and saw sweat on the foreheads of the two eunuchs Chen.

"I really didn't expect that the kid, who doesn't look very strong, could make Haitao spend so much effort."

Princess Ming smiled as she spoke to the person next to her.

Princess Jia was not good at speaking and was a little shy, not knowing how to respond.

Hai Tao's mother, Hai Yin, replied, "Talented people emerge in every generation. Hai Tao loves to play too much and always looks down on others. It's inevitable that she will fall down."

"My daughter is going to be beaten. As a mother, it's fine if you don't feel sorry, but how can you smile?" Princess Ming glanced at her, seeming a little dissatisfied.

Hai Yinhui continued to smile, "Doesn't the princess always say that misfortune often brings blessings, and blessings often bring misfortune. So, it seems that her being beaten now may not be a bad thing. Besides, the outcome hasn't been decided yet."

"Hmph, you are so confident. I think that kid can win. What do you think, sister-in-law?" Princess Ming asked, turning her head.

Princess Jia rubbed her eyes and said, "Please forgive me, sister-in-law. My eyesight is not very good. I really can't see clearly."

"I blame you. I forgot you're good at seeing things but afraid of the distance. It's hard to see here. Why don't we get closer?"

Princess Ming said this and walked to the side, not giving Princess Jia any chance to refuse, and was the first to go down the attic.

This place was the residence of a wealthy businessman in Wuzhou.

The house has multiple pavilions and towers, which are grand and beautiful, but it is difficult to distinguish the main from the secondary. The remote places are even better than the main house.

Princess Ming and her companions didn't care about those things, they just wanted to live comfortably, so they chose a quiet and remote place, quite far away from here.

But since she had two legs, she couldn't help but wander around. It was just by chance that she came here. She climbed up the high building and looked out from the railing, and had a panoramic view of the child and the peaches.

If it were just an ordinary fight between maids, Princess Ming would not want to watch, but this was someone she was familiar with.

It's inevitable to take a few more glances.