Fierce Little Rakshasa, Amazing Er'bao

Zhou Jin looked at the little evil thing in front of him without blinking.

At this moment, the little evil thing looked like an ordinary three-year-old child in his eyes. It was just that it was thinner, had bigger eyes, and had shorter hair. Of course, it was not too short, but it could not tie its hair into a bun and covered its forehead and ears in a mess.

His face was covered in blood, making him look a little terrifying. However, the warmth in his blood-red eyes made everyone feel that the entire night had quietened down.

This feeling was a little indescribable. It was as if after a great battle, a soldier whose eyes were red from killing suddenly sat on the yellow sand. The sun was dim and his sword was inserted beside him. That peace was not easy to obtain.

The little evil thing looked at the child intently.