Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 685 Flesh and blood pain... at least proves alive
At this moment, the man's eye sockets were still red as if he was on fire, but his handsome face could no longer see too many emotional fluctuations.

He looked at Mo Linfeng's moving eyebrows, and his clear voice could be heard full of worry.

"Asura caught the little guy, and let Zhishui and the others go.

In July, she must have been threatened to compromise Shura.

With her integrity-seeking nature, I'm really worried...I'm worried that she will sacrifice herself to keep everyone safe.

Linfeng, July, is much tougher than us at the moment. "

Mo Linfeng's thick eyebrows gradually deepened, and his voice sounded unquestionable, as if he was comforting a man and more like comforting himself.

"You have to trust Xiao Qi, she is not a girl who compromises easily, let alone make fun of her own life.

What's more, she should be with the little guy at this time.What you have to do is keep calm and cooperate with Xia Shang at all times, understand? "

After all, Ji Liunian is not the kind of young boy with a frowning head, and his stable and cold-bloodedness probably has the upper hand.

So even knowing that his child and his woman are under the clutches of the devil, he can still retain his rational side.

This is impossible for other men, let alone bearable.

Usually, the more capable and talented a person is, the calmer, restrained, and calm they will be when facing an enemy; the tougher their psychological quality, the colder their sobriety will be.

Ji Liunian is one of the best in this category!
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The night is full of condensation, and the wind in the dense forest is mostly airtight and irritating.

Xia Shang probably fought with a group of strong men for more than three hours. Although he always had the upper hand, his physical strength couldn't keep up after a long time.

Inevitably, he had to suffer beyond the skin. His whole body was beaten with electric batons, leather whips, and iron pestles.

What's more, you can vaguely see the white bones in the exploded flesh.

He was captured in the end, and when he appeared in front of Shura blindfolded, he had basically become a blood man.

Except for Leng Yi's handsome face, which made him look refreshed, cold and proud, he basically didn't have any good flesh and blood.

Shura probably hadn't seen such a bloody scene for a long time, so when he saw Xia Shang covered in blood, he was still a little uncomfortable.

He half-covered his mouth and nose, and said in a cold and contemptuous voice, "Take it down and wash it first, lest our Xiao Qi feel distressed when she sees it!"

Xia Shangqingxiao's eyes sank deeply, and it was still difficult for him to judge the deep meaning in Shura's words for a while.

Or, it is difficult to guess what he meant, did he already know the fact that An Qiyue is Mo Xiaoqi?

Xia Shang just curled his lips into a faint smile.

Such a smile, like spring breeze and rain, can comfort people who are on the verge of extinction.

It was as if, even in the face of bloody death, he couldn't shake the smile from the corners of his eyes.

He looked at Shura's ice-cold blue eyes, and smiled faintly in the tone of reuniting with old comrades after a long absence.

"People who haven't seen each other for a long time, gave me bloody clothes as soon as they met, I actually like it very much.

You may not know that this kind of flesh and blood pain actually proves that I am still alive. This feeling is very fulfilling and comfortable.

You may not realize this point, a cold-blooded monster like you who doesn't even blink an eye when you shoot Xiaoqi to death, is paranoid and never knows what it's like to be alive, what a pity! "

Shura laughed softly. He sat on a high place and half-closed his eyes, despising the blood-stained man below the stage like a king of the mountain.

"Xia Shang, did you lose your temper because of Xiao Qi's death? It's unimaginable that such a long series of words was actually said by you."

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