Apocalypse Rebirth: Chief, Don’t Move!

The crumbling fruit thought it would fall off, but didn't want to just shake it a few times. The verdant color was more like dripping water, and it started to exude bursts of fragrance. This is obviously a sign of early maturity.

But the paparazzi's big weasel put all his thoughts on this big and small mutant, with his mouth full of teeth and blood mouth, and Bai Shan's head was about to be swallowed. The drool had dripped on Bai Shan's head, wet her hair, and her teeth had touched Bai Shan's dirty forehead.

"Don't--" A furious voice like a roaring roar of the sky, accompanied by a huge energy directly hit by the third-level mutant weasel hit the wall of the vine with a homeopathic touch. At first glance.

With a loud grunt, the bright red blood stained the vine wall, which also infiltrated the thin mother and son beside it.

"Shan Shan!" Seeing that thin and weak, covered with wounds, his look was empty like a walking dead, there was no one like human beings. Bai Ling couldn't believe it. This was his fair, tender and gentle sister.

And "small meat ball" Yang Yang, where can there be meat? The cheeks are sunken, dark yellow and black, more terrifying than the malnourished child. With her eyesight, how can she not see the traces on the child?

If Bai Ling didn't perceive it carefully, he thought he was dead.

After walking quickly, Bai Ling's tears infested the entire face, crouching down, and his eyes blurring constantly cleaning Bai Shan's face that was not as big as a slap, "I'm sorry ... sorry, my sister is late It ’s all sister ’s fault, it ’s all sister ’s fault ... Shanshan ... look, it ’s sister! ”

Holding up her blood-stained face, facing her, Bai Ling's voice trembled.

"Sister ..." Lips wriggled, his voice muttered, his eyes still empty, but his dry eyes ran out of tears for no reason.

"Shan Shan." Bai Ling held Bai Shan in his arms, and the tears were like floods. It couldn't be stopped at all. "Sister, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

"Sister ..." Shanshan's voice clearly shivered differently than before.

But at this time, Bai Ling could not talk to her any more, and felt her body that shattered like a crystal. After calming down, she quickly took off her leather coat and put it on the ground, the voice was very light and scared. To her, "Come on Shanshan, give me your baby."

Looking at the child, Bai Ling could not wait to give him the flesh of his body.

Bai Shan, who no one wants a child to let go, even with no expression, let go of this gentle voice.

Even if the child has abilities, he is too poor to bear the pain of promotion. Bai Ling's eyes stared at the child in his arms as light as a feather. He was still so small. At first, Bai Bai was tender and tender, and so cute. Bai Ling put the child on her leather coat.

She couldn't save it, he was too weak, at best. . . He will die in a few minutes at most. . . How dare you imagine how Bai Shan would accept this fact if she wakes up?

Bai Ling didn't dry her tears and quickly treated Bai Shan's wounds. All the water she drank was left. All the rest was used to wipe her and the children. Looking at the vine marks on her face, Bai Ling's teeth were tightly bitten. The movements in the hand are non-stop, and all the primary crystal nuclei will be taken out from above to treat her quickly.