Vol 2 Chapter 4810: I am terrible?
Chapter 4810 I am terrible?
Raise your hand at night and hold down the arm of Emperor Xu Xuan.
The little boy fell to the ground.
The bright eyes stared at them for a moment.
Gradually, the eyelids are red.
The little man slammed on the ground and yelled at the two men: "I beg you... I beg you to save me, save my brother..."
Clear at night: "...???"
What is the situation?
Looking at the little man, crying into a group.
When the night was inexplicable, I thought of Feng Qi.
She sighed softly, although she was soft, but she was not stupid enough to relax her vigilance against the little boy.
Her sleeves were moved, and Xuan Mang passed, and the little boy was lifted from the ground.
The little boy's dirty face is full of tears.
The clear eyes are full of pleadings.
Seeing death?
What the hell?
She did not do anything to him.
Why do you look like you die?
Think of her as a flood of beasts?
Then why are you asking for help?
"You, you dare to fight against the Dark Hall, you must not be afraid of the power of the Dark Hall. Right..." The little boy trembled, and after being stared at the night, he even trembled.
At night, I raised my hand and touched my face.
Under the gaze of the boy and the faint fear, he slightly raised his voice and refused to ask: "I...is it terrible?"
Her face, how to look at it is very pretty and pretty, pure and innocent.
Anyone who looks at it will feel good about it!
What kind of ghost is this little boy so afraid of her?
Angry gas~
Cut happy!
The little boy was stunned by the question.
He shook his head quickly: "No, not terrible, good, good-looking..."
"Since it looks good, what are you afraid of?" The night cleared the satisfaction of the hand that touched the face.
This is right~
Even the face of Yi Rong.
That is also good-looking!
The little boy squatted again, then reacted and shook his voice: "I, I am afraid... I am afraid you will not help me..."
The night fell and the eyebrows picked and picked: "You didn't say anything clearly. What do you want me to help, and how do I know that I won't help?"
When the little boy was asked to clear the night, he asked a little more.
For a long while, I couldn’t get around.
Or Emperor Mo Xuan reached out and grabbed the shoulders of the night, and the voice was mellow and gentle: "This child should have seen you dealing with the people in the Dark Hall, so... I want to help you and deal with the Dark Hall, isn't it?"
The night cleared the interesting sidelines and looked at the man around me: "When were you so enthusiastic?"
He is consistent, things don't make trouble to her, basically people who don't care about half points.
At this moment, I actually spoke on my own initiative.
Men are like eyebrows, showing the elegance of the wind.
Twilight thin lips, slightly picking out a slight arc of unknown meaning.
He coveted and leaned over.
Low-dumb and full-bodied voice, with a man's unique magnetism: "Because... I thought about it, our future children."
Night clear: "..." Thinking is not a bit too long!
She pinched the Emperor Xu Xuan.
Then I will look at the little boy: "Talk about it, what do you want me to help you?"
"Dark tangtang... I want you to help me, to deal with the dark emptiness!" At this moment, the little boy did not shake his voice.
He clenched his hands tightly into his fists, and his eyes were full of hate: "No one dares to resist the darkness, and no one dares to say that the last one is not, but, but... sister, you dare..."
He said, he has to kneel down again: "Sister, I beg you, save me, save my brother..."
(End of this chapter)
