Chapter 1870: The wind is like a dump (10)

Chapter 1870, the wind is like a dump (10)
Just as Bai Feng was anxious, it just turned his head. In a flash, a white coat came in from the outside of the hospital and floated away.
In the arms of the South String, there is still a woman who is unconscious.
When the end of the world was low, he happened to see the wind sleeping in the embrace of the South String. His body was stiff, and the infinite anger instantly invaded his heart, letting him all fry.
boom!
The angry flames rushed out, and the middle-aged man who had come to him slammed out and fell from the air and landed in the crowd.
Xiaoya holds Tang Yin behind the Nanxian. Her eyes are always looking at the people in front. The eyebrows are filled with grief and they dare not let other people present.
Until the South String held the wind and disappeared into the courtyard, other people only reacted.
Bai Feng immediately came to Xiaoya’s face and held her shoulder.
"What happened? What happened to her?"
Xiaoya’s heart was sore, and she still barely showed a smile:
Nothing, he can save her.

He can save her.
Just like a thousand years ago, she was able to save him...
How can her nine emperors be buried in the hands of these people?
Thousands of years ago, those people could not kill her, and finally threatened her with the South Changfeng.
In this life, no one else can move her!
Xiaoya hangs her eyes, although she persuaded herself in her heart again and again, her heart is still immersed in pain.
The eyes of the horizon are dyed red by blood. He is like a red-eyed eye, and the long sword in his hand is dripping with blood.
That is his granddaughter.
His most precious granddaughter!
Today, the half-dead is brought back by the South String.
"You guys all it!"
This moment, the red robe of the end of the world danced wildly, the white hair rose in the wind, with madness and murderousness, it was already raided in an instant, murderous, all over the sky...
......
Inside the house.
Nanxian did not pay attention to the battle outside.
He put the girl in his arms on the bed, and the movement was very cautious, for fear that it would hurt her.
"Peace..."
Sorry, I am coming too late.
But in this life, we have finally met each other and know each other. I will not let anyone take you away from me.
"the host."
Xiaoqing extended the snake's head and cautiously asked: "The princess she... is no longer good, afraid that she is not saved."
Snapped!
Nanxian raised his hand and flew Xiaoqing out.
Xiaoqing’s head slammed into the door, and the tears of his pain fell quickly. It looked at the poor wind lying on the bed, and the tears still could not be controlled.
The princess is obviously not good, and the owner’s lack of hardship is not believed.
Although the princess always bullies it, it also threatens to make it a snake.
But it... I like her all the time.
She is also the only one who can stand by her master.
The princess is no longer, it is also very sad, but it... The South String does not believe this fact, its heart is more and more uncomfortable.
If the princess is in the sky, see the South String is so crazy, it should be ... will be very sad.
"If I am there, I will not have an accident."
Nanxian raises his hand and caresses the girl's blue silk.
His smile is gentle, his eyes are like water, warm.
It seems that from the moment he meets the wind, his eyes are all her, and no one else can accommodate.
She is his life!
"the host……"
Xiaoqing stubbornly climbed to the side of the South String. It wants to comfort a few words, but the south string slams a gust of wind and sweeps the entire table and chairs out of the house...
Only the bed where the wind is lying down is still in front of him in perfect condition...
(End of this chapter)