Tyrant father's group pet little princess

Chapter 1505 It turns out that her name is Haiyue
She stretched out her dislocated hand, wanting to touch Xia Baoer's shoulder.

Xia Bao'er's kung fu has already been cultivated to perfection.

Even if she didn't do anything, the koi fairy spirit on her body would automatically turn into golden threads at this moment.

Flying out from behind Xia Bao'er, forcing the resentful spirit back three inches!

The little girl looked at her steadily.

The woman in front of her had black hair that was longer than her waist, dripping with drops of water.

He was still wearing clothes that were so soaked that he couldn't see his original appearance, but he only knew it was blue.

Her exposed hands, feet, and wrists had horrible bruising marks.

Even when she opened her mouth, Xia Baoer saw that she had lost a few teeth.

The place where the eye was lost was deeply sunken.

It is conceivable what happened to her during her lifetime.

"What's your name?" Xia Baoer tried to communicate with her.

The woman opened her mouth, but could only make a "giggle" sound.

She wanted to speak, but because someone had her tongue removed, she couldn't speak at all.

Xia Baoer couldn't bear to close her eyes.

Legend has it that after a person dies, if her tongue is cut off, she will not be able to complain to the King of Hades for justice.

If her eyes were gouged out, she would not be able to tell Yin Cao who killed her appearance.

Binding her hands and feet was to prevent her from being able to reincarnate again.

This move, which is more vicious than Hunfeiposan, is called never to be reincarnated.

Xia Baoer didn't dislike her being covered in blood and bruises, nor did she care about the stench emanating from her body.

She stretched out her hand and slowly brushed away the woman's wet hair.

Sure enough, there were only two blood holes where the ears used to be.

The little girl's eyes turned red immediately: "Tell me, who made you like this?"

The woman couldn't say anything, she could only hang in front of Xia Baoer, looking at her with an extremely sad expression.

There was intense black smoke burning behind the woman, which was a soaring resentment.

Xia Baoer took a deep breath.

The little girl's eyebrows and eyes are extremely majestic.

Under the vast night, the spiritual light composed of immortal energy turned into silk threads, surrounding her.

She exudes a faint warm light.

Just like the gods who came to the world in this dark night.

She said to the woman: "Someone wants to make some waves in the name of haunting. Presumably your death is related to the person behind the scenes."

"I will not let that person go, and I will naturally give you justice."

"It's just that now I need you to cooperate with me and do one thing. Don't resist me. I will definitely help you."

As she spoke, the little girl stretched out her hand, and bursts of golden light burst out from her fingertips, as bright as the scorching sun.

She directly pressed Wraith Ling's eyebrows.

In an instant, the black mist of resentment behind the woman surged crazily until it enveloped Xia Baoer as well.

The little girl used the magic power of the dream demon to go back to the past, and directly entered the memory of the resentful spirit.

Everyone's memory is either plain and emotionless, or more joyful than sad.

It's just this woman's memory, Xia Bao'er was infected with intense sadness the moment she came in.

The woman's story, like a revolving lantern, appeared before Xia Baoer's eyes.

It turned out that her name was Haiyue.

For some reason, Xia Baoer saw that the first half of her memory was blurry.

Only the sound of waves could be heard.

Until the moment when the picture was clear, the little girl saw that Haiyue followed a man into the gate of the capital city.

Judging by her curious eyes and appearance at that time, it must be the first time she came to Beijing.

In the dream, Haiyue looked very quiet and cute.

She looks different from others, with a small face, big eyes and long eyelashes.

The simple braids are attached to the neck, and when looking at people, the eyes are full of curiosity and scrutiny.

(End of this chapter)