Chapter 1884

See this, Wang Junxian hurriedly step forward, embrace the shoulder of Hua Zhi.

"Xiaozhi, don't be embarrassed. What's the relationship between her and asheng? If you can save her, will she die without help?"

"Yes, I'm confused, but What can I do? She's still pregnant... "

Said that Hua Zhi began to cry, tears continue to fall, had just had a child soon, the mood is not stable, plus this thing, Hua Zhi the whole people are particularly vulnerable.

Wang Junxian has been cuddling in her arms to comfort her, and her voice is very low Bai ran went to find it, but she refused to do it. She was a rational person, unlike our impulse. So I can't seal God in my life. " Speaking of this, Feng Xi smiled.

Then he continued to speak, "my grandmother Fengqing said that everyone has his own destiny, everyone has their own number, she will not interfere in anyone's fate, let alone, she said..."

"Say what?"

See wind Xi still hesitant, Hua Zhi more nervous.

"What's more, a Sheng The situation is a little complicated, not so simple, my grandparents are helpless Not really. If there is a way, I'd rather kowtow to ask for help. She really can't help me. "

"Why?"

"Lord bairan, Lord Styx has done everything, but they are helpless. Hua Zhi, you need to understand one thing A Sheng's power is very strong. He is stronger than everyone I mentioned just now. So people who are not as strong as her can't cure her at all. Understand? "

"What can I do then Are you waiting to die? "

Hua Zhi asked the question with a pale face.

Windy Xi shakes his head. "It's not good to die, it's just I'm afraid I'll be in a long coma. "

"That's not the same?" Hua Zhi is crying again after listening to Wang Junxian.

"What can we do with the river flow?"

Wang Junxian hugs his wife, looks up at the ceiling, and looks sad.

Yes, this is the river's favorite woman, with their favorite children in her stomach. If Hua Sheng has been in a coma like this, what should Jiang Liu do?

Ginkgo has been sitting in the corner, quietly wiping tears, Gao he passed the paper towel is silent.

As soon as the spring breeze happened, everyone was silent and worried.

But it's powerless. Even the white dye wind can't make the city strong. How can the wind still have a way?

At this moment, Hua Sheng has fallen into a lot of dreams. I don't know what level it is. She always thinks that when she wakes up, it's another dream.

And so on, so that she could not distinguish between dream and reality.

"A Sheng."

Hua Sheng is in a purple dress. Looking back, he sees a man with a red moon in his eyebrow.

How long hasn't the man of red moon appeared?

"You..."

Hua Sheng is slightly surprised. This man is not supposed to be in She didn't remember where it was.

"Ah Sheng, I miss you so much."

Hua Sheng is silent. Looking at the man, he feels strange and terrible, but he also feels familiar. He seems to have known him for tens of thousands of years.

"A Sheng, don't be with him, ok I will always be with you Together we Hand in hand to jiuchongtianwai, leave this interface, leave all the people and things here, OK? I will not be the overlord of the demon world, and you will not be the goddess of the nine heavens, OK? "

"Cut the moon Did we know each other a long time ago? You know me all the time, don't you? "

Hua Sheng felt that it was not because of the beauty value and the temporary rise that people like moon cutting could tangle with her. It was definitely a long history.

"You really don't remember anything. Even in my dream, you still can't remember me." The eyes of the moon are fading.