: 2999 Oh, it’s the mother who saved us (1)

Countless cracks appear on the blade.
As if you touch it gently, it will break.
Tears burst into the eyes of Xiao Bao.
He shook his little hand, holding the faint sword of evil spirits in his hand, opened his mouth, but could not even make a sound.
Evil! Is evil spirits disappearing forever?
Do not! he does not want!
The sixth-order scorpion licked his tongue and licked his lips. Every eye of Zhang Da was filled with excitement and greed.
Finally, there is no obstacle in front of it.
It can enjoy your own food.
The scarlet tongue slammed out and stretched toward Xiao Bao.
Xiaobao has tears in his eyes and barely stands in the same place.
"Little master, run away!" Elder shouted screaming in the air.
Xiaobao is not retired.
He thought if he just didn't escape, if he didn't let others protect him.
Whether it is evil or not will not disappear.
Is it not the shadow and the elders will not be injured.
He never again, no longer wants to see someone sacrifice for himself.
Hey -!
Jianguang whistling down.
I was about to touch Xiaobao’s tongue and was directly split into two by Jianguang.
The figure of tall and tall is not known when it is teleported to Xiaobao, and his small figure is firmly behind him.
Just like every time, every time, to block all the wind and rain for him.
"Hey..."
But this time, he hopes that he will not come to save him again.
The cockroaches were as heavy as the wounds, and the clothes all over the body were stained with blood.
Why, why should you rush to save him?
Obviously, he is not his own son.

嗷嗷嗷!!

The ghosts screamed.
The dense eyes were stained with blood red, staring at the man in front of him.
the second time!
This man has been hurting it for the second time!
Damn it!
It will never allow this human to live another moment!
On the head, one eye is closed, two eyes are closed, three, four, five, six...
Every time you close one, the breath of the sixth-order scorpion becomes weaker.
However, around Xiaobao and Emperor, there were one and another one-eyed ghosts.
Eight stinky tongues shot like arrows.
The emperor waved the sword in his hand and cut four.
There are two red tongues but they all fly to Xiaobao.
The emperor’s figure flashed and he held Xiaobao into his arms.
During the time, two red tongues with hot temperatures penetrated through his chest.
"爹爹-!!!"
Xiaobao couldn't help it anymore, and made a screaming voice. "No, hey, don't die!! Xiaobao don't want you to die!!"
The power of God has already been exhausted, and the blood flowing out of the wound does not know how much.
Emperor can feel his body getting colder and colder.
All the vitality is lost from the body.
He held Xiaobao tightly, revealing a smile.
He thought that he would die and die on the battlefield.
I never thought about it. Before he died, he couldn’t even see the last side of Mu Yan.
Boom--!
Boom--!
Boom--!
In the sky, suddenly there was a loud, deep bell.
Every time I knocked very slowly, it was slow and slow, but it was long and long, but it went down again and broke into the soul of people.
The net far away from killing the ghosts suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky in the north. He always looked calm and kindly, and his expression was even more dazed than the sixth-order ghost.
The jade, who was self-inflicted and self-pity, trembled and looked up incredulously.