Chapter 1714: On Huashan's Lowness (8)

Shui Anluo looked down at Xiaocaibao, and then thought about her brother who didn't come out of her mother's stomach, she felt sorry for her child.
"So, is Diamond Island fundamentally small?" Shui Anluo threw off the idea and returned to the theme again.
"If Xiaotao is the daughter of the fourth child, then it is." Chu Cuiyi put food for her, still thinking about things.
Shui'anluo rolled his eyes slyly, and wondered if the king would be scared to death after the appearance of Little.
"Why did Sapman take away Lafayette's child?" Shui Anluo asked curiously. She had never heard Lafayette mentioned the child, and wanted to come to her sadness, she must have felt that the child had disappeared.
"Don't forget who Supman is. He must have had a reason to do so." Although Chu Qiyi did not believe in ghosts and gods, he still remembered the life-saving grace of Snow Mountain.
Shui Anluo thought for a while, that Sapman was too mysterious, and it was really not something that ordinary people could figure out.
"Actually, Princess Delia is really not saved." Shui Anluo said, looking up at Chu Cuiyi. "I thought about it all night yesterday, remembering what Master said before, when all vital signs are over At a certain time, a single breath cannot be used as a basis for her survival. It can only be said that it was the cold to the cold that kept her breath, so-"Shui Anluo said, shrugging slightly.
So, in fact, the princess who was so beautiful was dead 30 years ago, it was just those people who deceived themselves.
Chu Muyi paused, and continued to eat. "Okay."
Shui Anluo did not know what he meant by this, and continued to bow down to eat.
After lunch, Xiaocaibao complained about his brother and sister, and was hugged by Shui Anluo for a nap.
Chu Cuiyi did not follow upstairs, but sat down on the sofa thinking about things.
"Hmm--" The door was knocked suddenly.
Chu Qiyi raised his hand to signal Shui Anluo to continue upstairs, don't care, but he got up and opened the door himself.
Shui Anluo looked up while going upstairs.
The door was opened, and it wasn't anyone else who stood outside—it was Bai Yehan.
The corner of Shui'anluo's mouth drew coldly, and the man was really alive.
After Chu Niyi opened the door, she leaned against the door without any intention of getting in.
"Boss," Bai Yehan whispered. "Don't you even want to see me?"
Chu Cuiyi suddenly took a pistol out of his waist when he was walking up to his chest. "I'm just regretting that there was no one shot to end your life."
Bai Yehan looked down at the gun in his chest, but he was not afraid. "M407, a large-scale wound on a weapon at close range."
"Specially prepared for you." Chu Cuiyi said, his fingers slightly raised.
Bai Yehan looked down and didn't speak for a long time.
"Bai Yehan, our brother's affection has long since passed away, and you are not my brother Bai Yehan, so the war begins, you can let go of the horse, if my Chu Cuiyi hides one step, I will lose." Then, after turning the gun, he turned back.
"The boss knows what I want. As long as the boss promises me, things can stop immediately. You know, even if you have the ability to dominate the sky, it won't help." Bai Yehan looked cold and stared at his eyes. Chu muddy wings.
Chu Cuiyi stood at the door and looked at him, because he was a little taller than him, so now looking at him, he has a scornful attitude to the world.