Chapter 1388： Eleven, your mother is not dead

Bai Mucheng shook his head: "It's not me."

"It's him."

He also shook his head.

Qianmiao only felt dizzy, and his mind and body were shocked. She squeezed her hands and her knuckles were white.

Bai Mucheng said: "I'm just a successor. It is the presbytery of the previous generation of the Alliance that really dominates the new human plan. This is the greatest plan they think, and I and Ah Xian are just the successors they cultivated.

Ah Xian shouldn’t know about this now. People in the Presbyterian Church don’t really like him. He has his own persistence and principles and is hard to control. And I didn’t know about it at first, it was another self initiative To investigate. "

He looked at Qian Mian and said: "October, I am opposed to this plan, but with my own strength, I cannot resist. If you can leave Fengxian, come back to me, and cope with me..."

"I won't agree to you." She did not hesitate, looking at him helplessly, but also very sincere: "I have been growing up since I was a child and treat you as my own brother. There is no feeling that is overstepped."

"Please, don't force me."

Bai Mucheng's face was ugly, pain and despair intertwined.

Qian Miao took two steps forward, trying to stretch out his hand to pull him: "Brother, I will take you to the treatment, don't go on!"

"Stupid eleven, this is not a game, I can't stop, and it's not something I can decide."

He looked at her and said: "You come with me, I will take you to a place, where it is very good, there are people you want to see, the life you want to live, and when everything is over here, I will take you you come back."

She wanted to speak and then stopped. In fact, the answer was very clear, but it was difficult to speak.

The ringtone of the incoming call rang at this time.

It blocked her answer and also blocked Bai Mucheng's words.

She looked at the flashing words on the screen and pressed to answer.

"I'm at the door of Bai's house."

She was stunned: "How do you know I am here?"

"I'm waiting for you." He said.

Qian Miao stopped and looked at Bai Mucheng.

A few seconds later, she said: "I'll be out soon."

Bai Mucheng's eyelids were half closed, as if covering all the light of the world.

"I'm leaving." She left a soft sentence, followed by footsteps.

Bai Mucheng looked at her walking away, and a self-deprecating smile overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

He said a word, but his throat choked and he couldn't make a sound, but he could tell the meaning of the word from the shape of his lips.

"Eleven, your mother is not dead, I want to take you to see her..."

The answer to him was still silence.

He squatted down, holding his head decadently, thinking quietly.

Just then, there was a call.

"Young Master Bai, Feng Xian found out about us. He knew about the ministry and had already fallen out with people from the alliance."

Suddenly, a pair of phoenix eyes suddenly set off a **** coldness.

Hearing the sound of clattering, a photo section of an exhibition room shattered and fell.

Qianmiao walked out of the Bai family, lonely and lonely, as if he had just experienced a fiasco.

Her legs were a little soft, and she was about to bend and squat, her hands being held.

Feng Xian was beside her, hugging her gently.

Qian Miao looked up at him: "You knew these things early in the morning? Right?"

He hesitated and said: "The full of things is beyond my expectation."

"What about the other things? Did you already know what he has been planning?"

Feng Xian saw her eyes flushed, it was a sign of sadness.

He feels distressed.