The tree went aside in silence.

Several girls from shenshuizong came into the thatched tea house, and soon came out with a dozen women and girls who were wearing shabby clothes and had constant wounds.

The innocent Princess Xiaomi opened her eyes wide and her face was shocked

The women and children who were trafficked to the black city were in their twenties and eighties. Everyone had been severely abused and imprisoned in the black house for too long, so that they were still empty and sluggish when walking in the sun.

The tree's eyes fell on the last little woman.

The little woman was not tall. There was a piece of blood on her forehead, half of her face was black.

What was wrapped in a moldy rag? She held it tightly in her arms.

Two elder martial sisters were just about to get close when they were called by arbor.

The sword in arbor's hand was raised little by little, but it was as heavy as a kilogram.

"What are you doing!" Xiaomi said angrily, "are you addicted to killing people?"

"Shut up!" Not only did Mo Lian roar at her, but Bai Liyu and Wei Nanfeng also roared at her in unison.

Xiaomi immediately felt so aggrieved that tears were coming out.

Why do they all scold her?

"Sorry." The tree said a word coldly.

The little woman felt something. Suddenly she loosened the moldy rags in her hands. A monster with a head two sections bigger than her body crawled out of the rags and showed her tusks to the people.

"Ah!" Xiaomi screamed, "corpse puppet, corpse puppet, quick, kill it!"

A cold look in her eyes made Xiaomi stop talking.

"Girl, can't you let us go? I will take him to find a mountain and forest where no one lives and spend the last days. " The little woman suddenly fell down on her knees with a thump and cried.

Arbor holding the finger of the sword, already slightly white, but she shook her head, "I'm sorry, can't. You have entered the late incubation period and will soon lose your mind. "

The little woman covered her face and sobbed. The strange head baby in her arms, sharpening her tusks, suddenly sprang up.

The little woman held her child tightly with her weak arms. Seeing that the little corpse couldn't take off, he turned around and bit her on the arm.

This scene scared Princess Xiaomi a little. She stepped back a few steps and shrank behind bailiyu.

The little woman didn't feel any pain, and looked down at her child gently. "Girl, I beg you, can you cut off our mother and son's head and bury them together? I want to be with my own children forever. Is that ok? "

Trees slightly red eyes, solemnly nodded: "OK."

May you live a happy life in the afterlife, no disaster, no difficulty

Flying three feet of green peak, passing a forest of cold, by the noon sun a light, not half silk warmth.

Molian was found on the small soil slope outside the village.

At that time, she was standing with her back to herself, with a thin leaf on her fingertips, playing a sad tune she had never heard before.

Up like Zhuling mansion, down like the gate of mourning. It's hard to surpass three boundaries, and go to the original brick

At the end of the song, she stood there for a long time without turning back.

Until the sunset, the night light shrouded, she stood there as if sculpture.

Mo Lian's heart is about to explode!

He can no longer contain the outburst of emotion, body shape, quickly fell to her side, a stretch of arms, to her arms!

The babies are finished at four o'clock today. I will go to the activity in the evening and see you tomorrow. Sugar tomorrow..