"Later? I'm not interested in it anymore. " Huang Beiyue kicks the little red golden sage tiger, "I'm not leaving, I'm not promising!"

The little red golden sage tiger was kicked round by her. She rolled back and got up again, and ran up to her, still shaking his head and tail to her fondly.

Yubeiyue looks at him with a disdainful face: "Ya, are you the saint tiger? How is it like a dog? "

The little red golden sage tiger "Rang" once, and the whole round body was upset in a moment, as if it had been hit hard.

Feng Lianyi touched his head comfortingly. The blood in his nose stopped. He wiped it with a handkerchief. However, the place with a slight blue and purple color lowered his whole face.

"Yubeiyue, what is the past in your dream?" Feng Lianyi looks down at the little red gold sage tiger and suddenly asks.

Huang Beiyue's eyes are full of murderous spirit, cold and horrible. Even the wind with its head down can feel its wings. Looking up at her, "I hope you can forget the painful past."

This is a matter of concern, without any affectation, sincere and frank.

"Don't worry about other people's business." The cold tone is not that she is ungrateful or ungrateful, but about her past. It is the thing she is most reluctant to mention. Family affection has always been the biggest weakness in her heart.

Because of the loss from childhood, I am eager, but the more I yearn, the less I can get.

Seeing all kinds of things about Huang Beiyue from Xiao Yuan, she should not have asked about her cool character. What's the matter with her? But how can a father do that? Tiger poison doesn't eat children. She hates this kind of villain, the animal with moral decay!

Xiao Yuan, he insulted the word "father"!

Holding up the little red golden sage tiger, he was about to leave. Suddenly, the dream weaver in the small handbag showed his head, "squeak", pulled her clothes and looked at her pitifully.

"Why?" Huang Beiyue looks at this little thing, remembers the nightmare just now, and has no good face.

Dream weaver timidly blinked, raised his short hand and pointed in a direction, his big eyes twinkling.

Huang Beiyue looks at the past in the direction of his fingers, only to see a few slightly larger dream weavers in the dark forest surrounded by the floating light.

A little bit at the corner of his mouth, this is his family! What are you doing here? Revenge? You want this kid back? Think beautiful!

Is there anything coming back to her?

Huang Beiyue holds the green stem on the head of the Zhimeng beast, lifts him up and shakes him twice in the air. The Zhimeng beast immediately screams "squeak" and holds a petal of his own in his small hand. He trembles in fear, tears are flowing and he is extremely pitiful.

Huang Beiyue pointed to herself with her thumb and said, "mine."

Those hiding dream weavers saw her move, and they were scared to tremble together. They pulled the petals and begged pitifully.

"They just want to say goodbye to him." The wind even wing sees her such childish but strong action, frighten those Weaver dream beast to cry quickly, have to say aloud.

Yubeiyue gave him a suspicious look.

Feng Lianyi said: "they ask you to raise your hand. Since their child is in your hand, let him go out with you to practice and hope he can grow up."

-Do you really want to know? What do you want? ... next time I'll tell you ~