Demon husband, super good!

Yue Xiaoqiao sneers. Suddenly, he doesn't want to let the little bastard die so soon. He takes a few steps to kick the little bastard. He watches the little bastard get up in pain and then run away. He takes a few steps to kick the little bastard. It's like tormenting a dying person and enjoying the happiness of people suffering from this kind of torment.

Little Tuanzi was afraid and painful. He couldn't escape from the snow.

Once again, he was kicked into the snow. Xiaotuanzi chewed the snow face down, and the injury on his forehead became more red and more severe. His frozen red hand got up again, and his tears fell down. He cried to his little hand, touched his painful forehead and face, and then ran forward. He found brother Hongyi and let him beat the bad guys.

A little bit high slope, already afraid to do not know the way to climb up the small ball.

Yue Xiaoqiao is still merciless and kicks hard.

The little ball suddenly rolled down like a ball, leaving a long string of rolling marks in the thick snow.

Yue Xiaoqiao looked down from a high position and found that the fallen little villain was still in the snow below, and he didn't know if he was dead. It should be said that he is very lucky. It took him so long to die? Or should it be said that his life is small and he will die as soon as he rolls away?

Yue Xiaoqiao chuckled and bent down to pick up a snowball the size of a palm and smashed it at the immobile little bastard.

After relieving the pain, xiaotuanzi, who was just about to get up again, was hit by a snowball on his back. It hurt so much. A pair of small hands tried to stretch back and wanted to rub and block.

It's not dead, it's still moving! Yue Xiaoqiao cold hook lips, one by one pinch snowball, one by one toward the small evil hit, as if playing a game, see can hit a few, hit a few.

Xiaotuanzi is really in pain and fear. She shrinks into the snow and wants to hide herself. She cries while hiding. Xiaozui wants to call brother Hongyi, but no matter how she cries, she can't make a sound.

I don't know if I can kill people? Yue Xiaoling thought with great interest.

Little Tuanzi cried in the snow for a long time, but he was still smashed. Sometimes the snowball hit his back, sometimes his hand, sometimes his foot, and it hurt everywhere. Slowly, he seemed to understand that it was useless to hide here. With his red hand wiping his eyes, he climbed up from the snow again, staggered forward, and did not dare to look back.

I'm really worthy of being a little villain. My life is really tough! Yue Xiaoqiao pinched a snowball several times larger this time, aiming at the runaway little bastard.

Soon after that, a gray figure arrived as fast as the wind, quickly picked up the little ball to hide, fell several feet away, and carefully checked the situation of the little ball.

Xiaotuanzi was afraid to earn money.

"Don't be afraid, it's dad." The man with the grey cloak squatted down, put down xiaotuanzi gently, raised his hand and pushed away the cloak and hat on his head, revealing his whole face.

As soon as xiaotuanzi landed, he ran away, covered his eyes with his little hand, and peeped at the man with the grey cloak through his little finger. It seemed that he recognized him a little bit.

The gray cloak man Yuejin stretched out her hand to xiaotuanzi, "come, Xier, come to Dad."

Little Tuanzi hesitated, walked back, looked up at Yuejin, stood on tiptoe and reached for Yuejin's mouth.

Yuejin bows her head and kisses xiaotuanzi. During that time, he was seriously injured, always spitting blood, and some of them were unable to take care of xiaotuanzi. The people who guarded the mausoleum thought that he was so ill that he could not survive, so they no longer gave him three meals a day.