He has been wearing this ring. The weight of this ring is enough
They successfully achieved what they thought was the most difficult first step, but Gu Gu didn't feel it was easy.
Is the Dragon King a person who can be convinced so easily?
However, a sect is not something to be trifled with. No matter what the Dragon King is thinking or what he plans to do, they will wait and see what happens. The initiative is still in their hands.
He put away the agreement and said respectfully to Long Junyin: "I think Dragon King is also tired. Please take a rest in the back room. Someone is waiting to see you, old man."
There is indeed a person waiting for him in the backyard room
When he entered, he saw an elegant, graceful but lonely figure sitting silently in front of the candlelight, like a ghost.
His eyes were frozen, he didn't expect that they would meet in such a situation.
At nightfall, she slowly turned her head, raised her eyes, and looked at him quietly, her eyes filled with sadness.
This was the first time this woman showed sadness. This silent sadness made him also become silent.
After a long time, she slowly said: "The child is in their hands."
He sighed softly and said, "Child...are you okay?"
"Life saved"
Thinking of the pain that the child endured, having an arm cut off alive, he felt a faint pain in his heart.
He walked up to her, put a hand on her shoulder, and whispered: "Are you okay?"
Tears began to flow from her eyes at nightfall, and kept flowing. Suddenly, she hugged him, buried her head in his chest, and burst into tears.
At this time, she was no different from an ordinary woman. She was a mother grieving for the suffering of her children, a fragile and helpless woman in trouble.
He hugged her tightly. Originally, he and she were barely friends and enemies, but they didn't have deep feelings. However, the birth of their child made their relationship very different. At least, they are both now.
Angry and melancholy over the child's misfortune
Her clothes were a little loose and he found some marks on her shoulders
He knew those marks - the marks that only men leave when they commit violence against women
His eyes became darker and thicker, and a faint magical light was flowing, bursting out one after another.
A door not only cut off the hand of a child he had never met, but also dared to commit violence against his woman?
After all, she was the woman who gave birth to his first child. He would not allow anyone to trample on his pride and dignity like this. He once again strengthened and burned his anger - bloodbathed a door and killed without mercy.