Master Yuqing may be older. In addition, he moved forward at full speed. When he walked, he began to pant.
Yang Zimei is still energetic. She is vitality in her body, and she is kind -hearted to never stop the engine. As long as she takes a little rest, she can quickly supplement her consumed physical energy. Therefore, she goes faster and faster.
Seeing that Master seemed a bit difficult, she stopped and reached out to pull Master's hand.
The vitality is transported to Yuqing through the palm of the palm to help him supplement his ability. [
Holding Master's rough hand, Yang Zimei ran while running, and felt sorry.
In the past ten years, she has been holding her hand and giving her a teacher and father who is generally warm and caring. It is Yu Qing, carefully taking care of and teaching her for ten years.
Without Master, she has no today, and she will waste her super memory brain in this life.
People, as if gambling of stone wool materials, no matter how good the material is hidden in the stone, if no one is excavated, the result is still a stone.
Yuqing is also very emotional.
The young hand I was holding by myself, now I changed it to hold myself.
Fortunately, he was able to receive a strange disciple like Yang Zimei in his lifetime, bringing him countless comfort and inspiration, so that he rely on him in his later years.
The two divisions held hands to run to Yue Village, 20 kilometers, and the sunset has begun to sink.
Every family in Yuecun rushed to cook smoke for dinner. Chicken dog jumped, the elderly, adults and children walked around, a group of anger and joy, completely different from the deadly Maoya Village.
Yang Zimei stopped a child who was playing with jumping plane and asked if there was a pregnant woman who was about to produce in the village.
"Yeah, that's my second sister, her belly is so big." The child was compared with his hands on his stomach, and Yang Zimei was very cute.
"Niuniu, this child's Yintang is black and robbed."
Yuqing whispered to Yang Zi.
Yang Zimei took a closer look. Sure enough, in this child's Yintang, there was a faint black gas passing, and the Lord died.
Her heart was shocked, and she hurriedly opened the eyes to see, and saw that the child was thrown into the wilderness. The whole body was as dark as withered, and she was almost the same as the miserable baby in Maowu Village.
Is he the next goal of the descendant?
Instead of that baby?
I don't know what this child's birthday is.
"Little brother, is anyone in your house?" Yang Zimei asked. [
"Well, my grandparents, grandma, mother, mother, and second uncle, all of them are all at home. Listening to the mother -in -law said, the younger brother in my second stomach is about to be born, everyone is waiting." The child nodded.
"Can you take us to your house to play?" Yang Zi's eyebrows touched the child's head.
"Okay, I like such a beautiful sister the most."
The child stretched out his small hand and pulled Yang Zimei's hand without timidity and ran to the house.
Yang Zimei turned back quietly and told Yu Qing.
Yuqing's face also changed slightly.
They must stop this tragedy!
The child did not know, while holding Yang Zimei's hand, singing and jumping, jumping and jumping, it was really cute.
How can such a cute child died in the hands of the evil descendant, and then the soul was controlled by him?
Even if he wants to suffer from heaven, Yang Zimei is going to change his life against the sky this time.
What's more, this child had no such death, but the evil descendant of the evil appeared, and temporarily changed his destiny.
She must grab his life back, so he told him to call her sister so cute.
Of course, this is also her current mission!
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