He seemed to have been greatly shocked and could not speak smoothly.
Seeing this, the Thunder Messenger closed his eyes to hide the complicated thoughts, "Young Master, everyone is dead, so I would like to express my condolences."
If he stood still, he naturally didn't need any treatment. He was a famous sharpshooter. It was normal to kill him with one shot, but it was abnormal if he didn't die.
Hey, death is like a lamp going out. I hope the young master will wake up and stop going crazy.
It doesn't matter if you love someone again, the young master cannot have a quarrel with the old master over a dead person.
No matter how deep your love is, it can't compare to a gentle embrace from reality.
Luo Er's heart felt like being hit by a heavy object, and he was greatly stimulated. His vision turned black and the world was spinning.
"No, that's nonsense. Qingting won't die, and she will never die."
He was so confused that he didn't even know what he was talking about. He rushed over regardless, and finally mustered up the courage to look at the woman who made him heartache.
How could she die? How could she die?
She was still alive and kicking just now, wanting to eat and drink, smiling beautifully, **********, how could God be so cruel and take away her fresh life?
She is the only remaining elf in the world, with a clear distinction between love and hate, a true sweetheart, and the only woman who can enter his heart.
If she dies, the world will lose its color, everything will be gray and meaningless.
She couldn't... eh? He rubbed his eyes and opened them wide in disbelief.
"Qingting, are you alive?"
The wall of people moved aside, and Ye Qingting sat on the ground, his head tilted on his son, but with a pair of big, watery eyes open, his expression was indifferent and calm.
She rolled her eyes at him angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about? I was already living well, but that guy's marksmanship is as bad as yours."
The impact was too great just now, and I fainted for a moment. After I woke up, I was busy calming down and didn't open my mouth to speak.
But he was treated as a dead person by them. Damn, it’s really unreasonable!
Her ghostly, lively and naughty appearance made him almost cry with joy. He was so sad and happy that he was so confused that he was speechless for a moment.
When the messenger heard the shocking news, he squeezed into the crowd and was extremely surprised, "How is it possible? How is it possible? Are you wearing a body armor?"
Sha was a well-known marksman and never missed a shot.
Qingting raised his eyebrows, his face was pale and he looked very fragile.
Chen Xuan held her body tightly with his little hands, his face full of panic. It was only then that he recovered his speech function.
"Mommy, I was scared to death. I thought..."
He really thought he was going to lose his mommy. He was scared to death and hated her to death.
If it weren't for these people, how could Mommy suffer like this?
It was obviously someone else who provoked Mommy and caused the mother and son to end up in this horrible place, but they were beaten down and said that beauty is a curse.
Humph, you can only blame a man with evil intentions, how can you blame a weak and innocent woman?
They're all excuses, so fucking shameless.
Qingting patted his son's trembling back, feeling very distressed, "Don't be afraid, Mommy is fine. Just touch her. Mommy's face is warm and her heart is still beating."
"Mommy, Mommy." Chen Xuan murmured to Mommy, as if this was the only way to soothe his frightened mind.
He secretly swore in his heart that he would grow up early and become stronger so that he could protect Mommy from being hurt by others.
The electric messenger's shrill voice suddenly sounded, "Doctor, come and see my son, quickly."
The doctor glanced at Rolle and looked uneasy. On this island, Rolle was the god and their real master.
Luo Er's mask was covered with frost, as if he didn't see it, and the doctor stood still without daring to move.