Rebirth:The President's exclusive beloved

The little boy pursed his lips and didn't say anything, but the flower language felt the real grievance from the child's silence.

He was less than ten years old, but he had already experienced a terrible event that no one else would experience in his life. When his mother promised this thing, he certainly didn't expect that the end would be like this.

Hua Yu thinks of the woman whose mind is not clear, and sighs. She doesn't know whether her life is redemption or abyss. She doesn't even know her own children.

Hua Yu carried the little boy behind his back and followed the direction he pointed. After walking for more than an hour, Hua Yu looked at the more and more dense trees and plants in front of her, and doubted, "did you remember the wrong way? It seems that it took us more than 40 minutes to escape... "

The little boy was lying on her back, breathing in her delicate neck, the voice is small, still with childish milk sound, but let flower language back a stiff.

"There's nothing wrong, we're going to go back from the east side of the mountain," he said

He urged: "sister, let's go, it's not far."

Flower language, ah, but the bottom of my heart has no reason to start a cold.

……

Chi Jingrun was alone in the factory. Of course, he heard the movement in the staff dormitory. After a long time of patience, he did not go out because Hua Yu told him that no matter what happened, he could not run out to die.

Although he came with a shameless face, Chi Jingrun knew that he had no way to fight those ferocious mercenaries. He would send his head when he went out.

Finally, the noise over there was small, but Chi Jingrun found a group of wolves chasing out. He was surprised. He knew that Hua Yu and Wu Xu were in a bad situation. He quickly wanted to get down from the small attic because it was the highest here, so he could better see the situation on the opposite side.

As he walked through the door, he seemed to see something. He stepped back a few steps. Chi Jingrun took a close look at the skylight from the crack in the window and found that it was a child.

A little boy with all the wounds on his body.

He was casually abandoned on the edge of the cabinet in the attic, because the light was dim, it was very difficult to find a body here.

Chi Jingrun tolerated his own goose bumps. He squatted down and looked at the little boy carefully. He found that his age was about seven or eight years old. His face was the only place where he was relatively intact. He could see that he was a very delicate boy with a slightly upturned lip and a little shy. He was a very likable child who knew that his family education was good.

According to the appearance of the corpse, it should have not been dead for long, not more than two days - is it the new booty of the "killer maniac" in the factory?

Chi Jingrun sighed, picked up the child's body, slowly went down the attic, put him on the first floor of the pre cutting machine tool, whispered: "when our instructor comes back, you will be buried."

At the same time, there was a strange electronic sound on the whole quelan mountain: "congratulations to the player for completing the task, and the reward will be given later - the channel under the mountain has been opened."

Chi Jingrun a Leng, can't believe to look at the staff dormitory, flower language has the whole blood all exterminated?!

In the dormitory, Julie said calmly, "dream, you've made a mistake."

Dream's face was so hard to see that he smashed his glass bottle on the ground. The pink formalin flowed all over the ground, and the body of the hamster was also covered with a layer of sand.

She clenched her fists, her face twisted.

"As I said, don't try to play tricks under the master's eyes," said Julie. It's impossible for him to leave it all to you. "

Dream said, "doesn't he trust me?! He has promised me to take over the whole thing... "

Julie whispered, "dream, the only person who can talk about trust with the master is flower language. Don't you understand it?"

Dream said with a cruel smile: "flower language is just a substitute Julie, if something goes wrong with me, you can watch it for me -- "

" one day, Huayu will become the one who is abandoned. "

……

Flower language looked at the front of the house as if, Leng for a moment: "how can there be so many houses here?"

The little boy said, "I don't know."

Hua Yu said: "it seems that there are still people living there I'll ask if there's anything I can bandage your wound

The wound on the child's leg has been very serious. The fracture is serious. In addition, he has been beaten and has been suppurated and infected. If he does not deal with it, I'm afraid the leg will be useless.

Hua Yu and his clothes swam in the water. They have been dried in the hot sun, but there must be a lot of bacteria on them. If they are used to explode, they can stop bleeding, but the wound will definitely worsen.

Hua Yu walks to the biggest house and knocks on the door. No one answers. Hua Yu purses her lips and pushes the door open a little. As soon as she wants to ask, she sees a suffocating scene.I saw that there were a lot of doll bears, all of them were human height. Next to it was a woven basket with some cloth, cotton, small decorations and a few scissors.

The most disgusting and eye-catching thing is the scattered corpses in the room, which can be described as "flying limbs", arms, legs, driving, hands, feet, head There are at least five or six corpses here, but they are not complete human nature, and a woman in rags is sitting next to a head, holding a long steel needle, wearing red nylon thread of festive color, sewing a head to the neck!

What surprised Hua Yu most was that she was the blind woman she met at the foot of the mountain, and the head she held in her hand was a pretty beautiful girl, but her clean white face was covered with blood, and her skin was no longer plump and plump, but became a little dry. The whole room was full of the smell of dead bodies.

Also thanks to this blind woman's eyes can not see, even can needle flying, as if has been very skilled in general sewing head.

Hearing the sound of opening the door, she raised her white eyes without eyes, looked at the door with a smile, and then complained, "how many times have I told you? Don't cut people like this, otherwise I won't be able to sew it up Oh, Dexin, have you brought the guests back? "

The little boy whispered: "sister, you put me down, my home is here."

Flower language only felt that on his back is not the poor and stubborn child, but a cold spitting out the core of the snake.