The child she hadn't even had a chance to take a look at was really dead.
After he did such a cruel thing to her, he actually came to tell her the bloody fact in person.
When he said that the child had been beaten to death by his own hands, his expression was so cold and ruthless.
It was as if the child's life and death... really had no impact on him at all.
The pain in her heart... almost made her suffocate.[
The pain spread from her heart bit by bit and quickly entered every part of her body.
She still clearly remembered the unbearable pain when she gave birth to a baby.
The child that had grown in her belly for more than half a year tortured her to death.
After giving birth to her, almost half of her life was lost.
At that time, if he hadn't been by her side and constantly feeding her spiritual power, she would have died.
She thought that he would do that because he had feelings for her and was reluctant to let her die.
However, how can a person who can even kill his own flesh and blood still have feelings in his heart?
She bit her lip tightly, the sparks of hatred burning in her body.
The blood in her body... was burned by this spark of hatred and began to churn.
My chest hurt very much. A liquid with the smell of blood welled up in my throat.
She slowly raised her head, her black eyes as bright as stars, but filled with undisguised hatred and murderous intent.
"Did he kill it? Did he do it himself? Didn't he?"
Feng Li touched her eyes distressedly, and her hoarse voice was full of love, "Xue Ya, don't ask anymore..."
"I knew you would be like this, that's why..."
Jiang Xueya took a deep breath and pushed him away violently.
He turned around, opened the door and ran out.
She just wore a white undershirt and ran out like that.
Along the way, we met many surprised looks.
"Uncle Master, you, what are you doing..."[
She ran to the place where Taoist Kong Xuan meditated, ignored the obstruction of the young disciple who was guarding outside, opened him up, and rushed in.