What can I bring you as a useless person? Yan Haotian looks up and closes his eyes to stop the sour overflow in his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, his face had returned to the cold determination. Hand steadily raised to the chest, gesticulation want to say“ Wind Begonia, do you have to let me speak so clearly? I don't like you anymore. I don't love you any more when you're in your family, when I'm in my downfall, when I break my engagement with you. See you, I will think of their own miserable once, I hope you never appear in front of me. Do you understand Wind Begonia suddenly Zheng in situ, face inch by inch become pale. Her voice became fragile and trembling, "Haotian, you... You lied to me, didn't you? You just want me to give up, don't you? "“ Whatever you say. " Yan Haotian is still expressionless, gesticulating against his mind, "but it's impossible for me to talk to you. I hope you don't pester me any more. Otherwise, I will be very embarrassed to work in front of the young lady. " Finish saying, did not see wind Begonia one eye again, turn round to walk. Tears can no longer help but fall from the eyes of the wind Begonia. Sad cry, overflow from her lips and teeth. So she didn't find that the man in front of her looked back at her. What kind of pain, thirst, guilt, deep feeling, but... Heartbreaking despair=== After Feng Haitang left, Xiao Bao sat for a while under the candle. Then he clenched his fist, climbed down from the chair and jumped into bed. The Xuanqi in his body is moving. He wants to start practicing. All night long, he didn't want to sleep. He had to be strong to get his mother back“ Only this kind of cultivation, you can never surpass me. " The low male voice rang out in the room, let Xiaobao suddenly raise his head. Then, he saw the disgusting man! The apprentice who robbed his mother“ Give me back my mother! " The small body is ejected like a shell, and the powerful Xuanqi forms a whirlpool, with great momentum. However, the next moment, with a puff, all the mysterious Qi disappeared like a punctured air bag. Xiaobao was held by the Emperor Ming Jue. He grabbed his collar like a little monkey. Emperor Ming Jue looked at him with no expression. "I said that it's just a fool's dream to surpass him to this extent."“ Let go of me Xiaobao struggled desperately, but he couldn't get rid of the man's hand. "Bastard, give my mother back to me!" Emperor Ming Jue sneered, with a trace of contempt in his eyes, "you said you want to be strong and protect your mother, but in fact, you only rely on her to stick to her, let her distract for you, and never break through the shackles for you?" Xiaobao was stunned, and her body stopped struggling. There was a trace of confusion and grievance in the big blue eyes, "I didn't!" He didn't let his mother distract him or make her unable to move forward for him. But, really not? Over the years, his mother spent more time on him than on herself. Mingming's mother's cultivation also stagnated in the middle of congenital, unable to advance. However, she didn't care at all. Instead, she practiced Qin music every day, refined mysterious medicine, and tried to make him break through steadily. He didn't share his mother's worries or protect her. Instead, let her mother do it for him