"Mother!"

Xiao ling'er's hand tightly hooks Bai Yan's neck and rubs her face with snow-white soft skin.

She has a bright smile on her small face, a pair of big eyes flickering, and tears that have not been dispersed.

"Ling'er was really scared just now..."

I'm afraid I'll never see my mother again.

White Yan raised his hand and gently patted the back of Xiao ling'er, and his voice was soft: "it's OK. Linger doesn't need to worry. It's all right. My mother won't let anyone have a chance to hurt you."

"Well."

Ling'er lowered her eyes and face: "ling'er believes in her mother..."

Emperor Cang stood beside the mother and daughter. His hand unconsciously put his arm around Bai Yan's shoulder. When he looked at the bodies of the enemies, a cold light flashed through his eyes, which was gloomy and terrifying.

But soon, he put away the light of his eyes, turned his eyes to the white mother and daughter, and gently lifted a smile on the edge of his red lips.

"Yan'er, this battle is over. You are tired. Go back to have a good rest first, because the next battle we are going to face Even stronger. "

"Good."

Bai Yan tightly hugged xiaoling'er and stood up slowly from the ground. Her eyes slowly turned to Emperor Cang, and her eyes were slightly heavy: "Ye Chen Che, those several people are afraid to come soon, Emperor Cang, we must be well prepared for this time."

I don't know if it's her illusion. She always feels a little uneasy and her heart is beating wildly, which can't be calmed down for a long time.

……

Above the void, Feng's poems lifted her eyes. Her beautiful eyes gazed at the young man in front of her, and a faint light flashed through her eyes.

She was biting her lips, and finally asked out the doubts in her heart.

"Lord, what the girl said just now What do you mean? "

The young man in long clothes suddenly stopped. He carried his hands on his back and turned his back to the woman behind him. In the breeze, his ink hair was light, and in the light of the light sun, his body was more tall and handsome.

"Feng poetry, what do you doubt?"

He raised his eyebrows lightly, and his voice had already taken a chill.

The heart of Feng's poetry suddenly trembled. She didn't want to doubt the Lord. However, Bai Yan's words rang out in her mind again and again, which made her unable to forget.

After his eyes, Fang Feng's steps slowly stopped in front of her.

"Lord, the girl said Is it not you who leave me

Mo Li Yue's eyes in the cold light flashed, suddenly, sneered: "Feng poetry, you think I am not Mo Li Shang, who is it? You've been with me for so many years that I can't even recognize you? Or is that what you mean to me? He began to doubt my Lord because of his words? "

Boom!

The wind from the young body set off, set off his lovely baby face a cold and heartless.

Feng's poems are a little flustered. She knows that the Lord is angry

"Lord, I'm just curious that you have never left the realm of heaven these years, and how did you know that girl?"

"Ha ha!" Mo Li Yue gave a few low sneers, and his laughter was satirical and contemptuous, "what do you need to ask about my Lord's affairs? Feng Shishi, I have kept you around for so many years. Do you think that if I give you enough love and trust, you will be able to indulge yourself in front of me

His voice with a sharp, like a heavy hammer, hard hit the heart of Feng poetry.

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