Xiaotuanzi looked at her with tears in his eyes, "Mom, you don't want Xiaomo anymore?"
"Luo'er, come over here." Jun Wuchen stood in the fire with bruises all over his body.
"Mother..."
"Luo'er..."
Two voices rang in my ears repeatedly.
Yun Luo suddenly had a splitting headache. She covered her head tightly and staggered.
What's going on?
Where is she?
Why did Jun Wuchen and Xiao Mo appear here...
She...what was she doing before?
Before Yun Luo could figure it out, suddenly, another little boy's voice sounded similar to Xiao Tuanzi, but slightly different.
"Mother, you promised not to leave me alone...you don't keep your word!"
"Not leaving?!" Yun Luo turned his head in shock.
Jun Buli's figure changed from virtual to real, as if it was made up by the air, standing next to Jun Wuchen.
He was not injured, but there were tears on his face, his mouth was pursed, and he looked at her aggrievedly and accusingly...
Jun Wuchen's blood-covered hand gently placed on the little guy's shoulder. The blood soon turned red. His pale face showed fatigue, and his purple eyes were sad and disappointed.
"Luo'er, in your heart, Bu Li and I... are not as good as Xiao Mo alone?"
"..." Yun Luo was suddenly startled.
"Little Junior Sister~"
At this moment, a voice like a devil's whisper slipped past her ears.
Xiaotuanzi's frightened scream came: "Mother! Mother, save me..."
"Xiao Mo?!" Yun Luo suddenly turned his head and saw a tall, tall man with a vague face appearing out of thin air on the road covered with flowers on the left.
He stood behind Xiaotuanzi, grabbed his neck with one hand, and lifted him up lightly.
"Little junior sister, if you don't come over, I will kill him~"
The man said with a smile, his voice as gentle as the spring breeze blowing, with a sweet fragrance.
"You know, I never show mercy when I kill someone. Isn't he your son? Do you want to see him die in my hands?"
"Uh...!"
Xiaotuanzi struggled painfully, her pink face flushed red, her little hands tightly grasped the man's wrist, and her two calves kicked wildly in the air, like a dying animal.
"Xiao Mo!"
Yun Luo exclaimed and instinctively walked towards him, "Let him go!"
"Luo'er, stop..."
"Mom, Buli and daddy are here!"
"Well..." Xiaotuanzi struggled.
"Little junior sister, come here quickly, otherwise he will die~"
"..."
A chaotic mess of sounds.
The further Yun Luo walked, the more headache she got, and the nerves in her brain were beating wildly. Suddenly, there was a subtle spiritual light, which split the fog in her mind like lightning!
——Something is wrong!
She suddenly stopped and stopped at the entrance of the road on the left.
Something's wrong...none of this is right!
Jun Wuchen would not say such things...
The chaotic thinking suddenly came to life, and a strong intuition rushed out of my mind.
Yun Luo turned pale and murmured to himself: "... hallucination?"
The man's gentle voice suddenly became cold and strange, "Hallucination? Do you really think this is a hallucination?"
He tightened his fingers and dug deeply into Xiaotuanzi's neck, almost strangling him to death.
"Little junior sister, your son is going to die, do you still think this is an illusion?"
Yun Luo stared at him, her eyes seemed to be filled with blood. She paused for a second, and then...slowly took a step back.
"——I remembered."
Two steps, "Jun Wuchen would not say that."
Three steps, "Xiao Mo and Bu Li are both in Prince Jing's Mansion... This is an illusion!"
As soon as those decisive words fell, the scene in front of him suddenly turned upside down——