The man's expression changed, and something seemed to flash across his cold face.
But the sword shot over was approaching her body with an irreversible aura
"Qianqian!" Yun Qi shouted shrillly.
The crossbow of Fire God! The crossbow of Fire God!
Qian Qian was full of fear and kept communicating with the crossbow of the Fire God. If, if I were really your master, you would not be able to save him, right?
The divine bow in the body seemed to have a tremor of unbearable tremor, as if it was struggling hard to escape from the butterfly. It used so much effort, but it had no effect at all!
It can't come out!
I don’t know what is blocking it, it cannot break through and cannot come out to protect her!
The mood at that moment could no longer be described as horror. Qianqian felt that she had to die first without stabbing her sword...
Baby, will you never see you again?
Thinking of Baoyu who had been separated for many days, he was full of sadness. I wonder if he missed him too much and had hallucinations. She seemed to hear someone calling her
"mother!"
Just like in dreams, it is the baby's voice. Is this the so-called memory replay before death?
"Lu Xifeng, this is not your style." The boy's voice was lazy and dissipated in the sharp sword energy.
Qian Qian opened her eyes and suddenly a touch of white broke into her sight, blocking the sword that rushed towards her!
Before she could think, her cold hands were held by a pair of soft little hands.
She turned her head slowly, feeling that she must have eyes blurred. Why did she see Baoyu's cute little face?
He frowned slightly with his beautiful eyebrows, his dark eyes were a little happy, his mouth raised slightly, and he couldn't help but smile:
"I'm sorry, I've been waiting for you for a long time, mom"
Hallucination, this must be an illusion
How could something that even dreams cannot come true so easily?
He blinked his eyes several times, but the person in front of him did not disappear, Qianqian said, "Are you my son?"
Baoyu's little face was a little dark for a moment: "Or who do you think it is?"
"Isn't it Yu Pianpian who made a fake one to lie to me?" She pinched her pink face, which was still so soft and so cute.
It should be difficult to imitate such a cute baby?
"Su Qianqian, are you a fool?" The boy in front suddenly turned around, with a hint of pride on his handsome face.