Mo Xie looked at the Blue-clothed Deacons standing apart from one another, then at the Cursed Beast Demons trembling all over. Disdain crossed his face as he sneered.
"I told you before. If you came to hunt me down, you'd better be ready to die yourselves..."
The five Blue-clothed Deacons were afraid, but they feared the punishment Lord Nine Infants would inflict if they failed their mission even more.
After all, no one had ever failed a mission and survived Lord Nine Infants.
One of the Blue-clothed Deacons snorted. A cold, sharp glint flashed in his eyes as he stared at the brazen Mo Xie. He raised a hand and gave the order.
"Kill that brat, or I'll skin every last one of you!"
The Cursed Beast Demons shuddered, their eyes filled with fear. A moment later, ferocity took its place, and they lunged at Mo Xie with claws raised.
"Little Thunder, Little White, Xiao Qing, I'll leave these disgusting beasts to you."
The three beasts answered, ready for the fight ahead.
"Eee~"
"Eeya!"
Little Snow and Little Flame flew off his shoulders and stopped in front of Mo Xie. Little Snow nodded her tiny head, while Little Flame waved her little fists, determined to join the fight.
Mo Xie looked at them in surprise, then immediately understood what his two daughters wanted. He shook his head helplessly and smiled.
"You want to fight alongside your big brother too?"
Little Snow and Little Flame exchanged a glance and nodded eagerly.
"All right. You can."
Mo Xie had no reason to refuse. Under his care, both Little Snow and Little Flame had reached Warrior Level. Little Snow was a Great General, while Little Flame had only just entered Warrior Level.
They had a chance to gain combat experience now. It would