Thud!
With a dull crash, the boy fell heavily to the ground, the searing pain in his backside making him bare his teeth in agony.
But he did not hesitate in the slightest. Enduring the pain, he scrambled back to his feet at once.
"You're not allowed to hurt my little sister!"
With a loud shout, he charged at Lin Hezhuo again.
Yet before he could run more than a few steps, the faint sword light before Lin Hezhuo suddenly sank, striking Little Yezi squarely in the chest without missing by a hair.
In the next instant, Little Yezi's body trembled. The light in her limpid eyes, like a candle flame swaying in the wind, was snuffed out in an instant.
Her limbs drooped weakly. Her hollow eyes looked toward Lin Hezhuo, as though she wanted to ask something, filled all the more with attachment and reluctance to part with this world.
Even though every moment of her life had been steeped in unbearable pain, she had a father and Mother who loved her, Big Head Brother who doted on her, and a whole group of lovely little companions.
"Little Yezi! You... you killed Little Yezi! I'll fight you to the death!"
At the sight, the big-headed boy's eyes instantly turned bloodshot. He glared fixedly at Lin Hezhuo, fists clenched tight as veins bulged across his body.
The fury in his heart surged to its peak at that moment.
But just as the big-headed boy rushed to within several yards of Lin Hezhuo, another fierce gust appeared and blasted him dozens of yards away once more.
The moment he landed, the boy climbed back up again and continued charging furiously toward Lin Hezhuo.
Once, twice—his bloodshot eyes showed not the slightest reduction in fury. If looks could kill, Lin Hezhuo