Black-bellied little crazy concubine: Xie Zun, come to the live broadcast!

Chapter 296 Miss Sister, Hug
"I, okay, it hurts." Xiao Lianzi couldn't let go of the hand that was pulling her skirt: "I want to..."

Before she could say the word sleep, her eyes had already been closed, and she was slumped softly in Luo Huoqin's arms.

"Little Lianzi, Xiaolianzi." Luo Huoqin hurriedly called out a few times, but did not dare to shake her wantonly, and cautiously stretched out his hand to check her breathing, tears could not be held back after all, bursting out of the embankment.

She was too young to be injured like this. She knew that she might not be able to hold on, but she still did not give up and wanted to save her.

Luo Huoqin hugged her tightly, crying like a child for the first time.

The childish and fresh voice seemed to still echo in her mind.

"Miss, give me a hug."

"Little Lianzi will look as good-looking as Miss Sister in the future."

"Miss, can you play another piece of music for me?"

"Miss..."

She is her little sister, but she still failed to protect her well after all.

Luo Huoqin's tears kept sliding down her cheeks, one drop after another, like crystal clear pearls, dripping on Xiao Lianzi's body.

Luo Huoqin put the little lotus seeds in front of her, took out the Fengweiqin, touched the strings with both hands, but couldn't stop trembling.

Feng Weiqin felt the sadness in her heart and almost cried.

"Master, let's make it easier for little Lianzi, she likes your piano the most."

"Well, let her go a little easier."

Luo Huoqin took a deep breath, raised his hand to wipe away the teardrops from the corners of his eyes, his cherry lips curved into a smile, and wanted to play a cheerful song to see her off, but the tears couldn't be stopped no matter what fall down.

Caressing the strings with both hands, Luo Huoqin lowered her eyebrows and slowly caressed the sound of the piano.

The original long and lively piano sound seems to be buried in a sad rhythm at this moment, and it is light in this sky.

The audience watching the live broadcast room were all heartbroken.

What's the matter: Little Lianzi actually died, who did it, what about Grandpa Han, Grandpa Han won't...

Coquettish bitch: The fire in the woods is so big, Grandpa Han is probably in danger. Who wants to harm Grandpa Han like this, and everyone in this place?

Xiaoxin: I'm so sad, I couldn't hold back my tears, how could this happen, Grandpa Han is such a good person, why did such a thing happen.

Flower language on the other side: The broadcaster must be even more sad, Xiao Lianzi is so attached to her, alas... When I heard the broadcaster's piano sound, I felt so sad that I was about to suffocate, and cried.

After finishing playing, Luo Huoqin found a place where flowers and plants were blooming by a small stream on the side of the mountain, dug a small hole, and buried the little lotus seeds in it.

Then stay outside the sea of ​​fire, waiting for the fire to dissipate.

Now that the fire is getting bigger, if you rush in again, even with spiritual protection, you will probably die from suffocation.

Although Luo Huoqin hated her, she would not lose her mind and risk her life.

The night was deep, and the light of the fire illuminated half of the sky and reflected on her face.

Her star pupils are extremely cold and deep, so deep that it seems that once they fall into it, it will be the boundless hell from which no one can break free.

The flames flickered in front of her eyes, but they couldn't enter her eyes.

Seeing that she didn't close the live broadcast room, the audience watching the live broadcast had been watching her silently. The audience communication box kept scrolling the same sentence, and even the rewards kept scrolling.

Lanshou Shiitake Mushroom: Don't be too sad...

Your book dropped and tipped 100000 gold coins.

Mo Qingyun tipped 5000 gold coins.

(End of this chapter)