Chapter 1072: Her baby!

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There is a graceful and graceful gesture, which shows an unparalleled extravagance and the ambiguity and posture that will last for a long time.
It’s Jimo!
Seeing him enter the scene, the people of the Baili family were simply armed and shocked to jump.
Especially crazy!
Feeling a headache, today is not confessed and confessed, do not let this guy into the Baili family?
Why are you still letting him in?
This is not what the field is!
"Every senior, the younger generation is the end of the ink, forgive me."
Crazy holy face is black, he is also very embarrassed to say hello, can not bear!
I was trying to get people to take this blasphemy, and I saw the little baby in the illusion of the fascinating face, smiled sweetly toward Jimo, and reached out to the hand with the hands, "爹...爹...抱......"
Jimo came over and said, "It's a little heavy, don't be tired of your mother."
boom!
The scene was completely shocked.
"Really the son of Gongzi Ya?"
"No, I haven't heard of it! Only the secret biography of the son has had a child with the woman before him, but it was killed by his mother, is it?"
......
Everyone once again observed this situation and suddenly realized it.
Crazy Saint is also stunned for a while, the child is not dead? Is this little doll not in front of me?
Look closely, such a small child, turned out to be a spiritual master?
Naturally faculty?
Lai Sheng also followed Jimo at this time and walked in. It was a rare face, full of smiles, and a mad sacred way. "Old madmen, children, we should not intervene..."
Nangong Beichen glanced at him and saw his blood coming. He just didn't believe it. Now that Lai Sheng said this, he was relieved. This child is really a blessing.
The white dust on the arm is straight, and it is shocking to be shocked... It is a complex emotion.
......
Not to mention other people, the illusion of the face at this time, only the eyes of the ink and the baby.
She looked at the crazy...
She didn't dare to reach out and touch. She was afraid that it was just a beautiful and cruel illusion. When she touched it, the baby disappeared.
The only thing that keeps her is the tears of sad regrets...
In the subconscious, I have imagined such a beautiful scene thousands of times. With the son of the ink, with my son, or daughter, even if I do the most common things, I am happy and happy. It is her hope.
The tears fell silently on her face, muttering to her voice, "Baby, is it really my baby?"
Jimo only holds the child, and only loves the pity to wipe away the tears on her face.
"Xiao Yan, I brought the baby, our baby is still alive... This is not a dream, not an illusion, it is true." The voice is magical, and the illusion gradually returns to God.
Only the tears are more turbulent.
This baby is her flesh and blood. When she hugged him, she was faintly sensed, she was afraid of just an illusion!
The little baby also learns the way of Jimo, and stretches out the chubby little hand, smearing the face of the illusion, "Mother, don't cry, hurt..."
The illusion can no longer be tolerated, and then hold the child into his arms.
This feeling of loss and recovery made her seem to be alive again, as if she had been reborn and got the world.
She has nothing to think about except for gratitude.
Is it heaven to see her poor, let the baby live?