Chapter 920: Schizophrenia?

Bai Qingqing stared at Mitchell in consternation, and at the same time he slapped An An without appeasement.
Obviously, he has an evil and unruly appearance, but his temperament is upright and heroic. Because of the care in his eyes, it is also gentle and harmless.
An An then stopped the crying with Bai Qingqing's appeasement, only holding her mother's clothes, and her soft hands were also covered with sticky blood.
The pain in "Mitchell" was even stronger.
The scorpion in the passion is irritable and rude, but he is not a scorpion. After trying his best to control the body's dominance, the violence in the scorpion is still vaguely still, but he cannot be completely affected.
"Mitchell" looked up and down at Bai Qingqing, and said softly, "I won't hurt you, it's fine."
Bai Qingqing is even more different. She remembered the memory of the first encounter with Scorpion King when Scorpion King suddenly became easy to talk.
Somehow, Bai Qingqing suddenly called out tentatively: "Cultivation?"
When he talked last time, he introduced himself like this and exposed the deadly secret of the Scorpion King.
"Mitchell" showed an ecstatic expression, focusing on her head, "It's me!"
Bai Qingqing's expression cracked, it turned out to be schizophrenia! ?
But she still had logic, noticing the octahedral black spar hanging on the neck of Scorpion King, and once again thinking of the transparent spar she had seen, she had a bold guess in her heart.
"Are you ..."
This guess was too unbelievable. Bai Qingqing couldn't believe it, and the flower stuck in his throat.
"Mitchell" showed a dead and regretless expression, holding Bai Qingqing in his arms, "It's me, wolf beast repair."
Bai Qingqing completely froze.
Actually ... true.
It can be deeply remembered by the beloved female that Xiu is indeed dead without regret. This is a privilege that many males who have been friends have not received.
He wasn't going to recognize Bai Qingqing, first, he was afraid of adding grief to her, and second, he was afraid of being affectionate. Bai Qingqing had long forgotten himself.
Through the body of the Scorpion King touching the dreaming female, Xiu was moved to tears. It's just that the scorpion's body lacked tear glands, and his eyes were sore, but there was no tear.
Bai Qingqing returned to God and said anxiously, "Send me out quickly!"
Xiu loosened Bai Qingqing and struggled.
"I ... can't do it." Even if he died, Xiu wouldn't be willing to leave her. Only by letting her stay by the scorpion beast would he be able to see her.
What's more, cultivation is just a touch of soul, and it is indeed impossible to leave Bai Qingqing from the mysterious and mysterious underground palace. After a while, he will lose control of his body due to lack of energy.
By then, the scorpion will definitely crush his soul.
Only by sitting this way can he talk to Bai Qingqing for a longer time.
Bai Qingqing didn't think much about it, only thought that cultivation could not be done. The body collapsed, and then the wounds felt painful.
Xiu picked up the skin of Mitchell ready to be quilted by Bai Qingqing and held her wound. What made Bai Qingqing even more uncomfortable was the cold. She immediately wrapped herself and An'an with her skin.
"Is it cold? I hug you to the fire to keep warm." Xiu said as he stretched out his hand to hug Bai Qingqing. As a result, it made a lot of effort, but he didn't hug him.
Bai Qingqing quickly stood up and walked to the fire to squat down. The warm fire spread on her face, dispelling the fear in her heart a little.
Slightly embarrassed, Xiu walked slowly to the fire and sat down next to Bai Qingqing.
Bai Qingqing was a little uncomfortable, thinking that his soul was repairing, he could not bear to avoid it.