A spirit, Luo Hengbo woke up from that dazed kindness, and then looked at Mo Ziqing's hands on his abdomen, thinking back to the dream-like fragment just now, where is there anything unclear.

It's just that she also knows that Mo Ziqing endured the pain and did it herself for her sake, she can understand and forgive, but she can't agree.

looked at Mo Ziqing fixedly, no dodging, no hesitation, only firmness: "I don't want him to die, that's me and your child, I can't bear it." ”

In the dream just now, the feeling of being connected to each other was too real, so she couldn't help but feel a little more motherly for the unformed child in her womb, and she was naturally reluctant.

If it was something else, Mo Ziqing naturally agreed, but it was a matter of Luo Hengbo's life and death, so he flatly refused: "No, when we find a way to break the curse, we can have as many children as we want." But this won't work! ”

Luo Hengbo couldn't help but kick Mo Ziqing, feeling upset, this is his child, his bloodline, how can he bear it?

Mo Ziqing couldn't see Luo Hengbo's thoughts, and took the opportunity to state his position, lest Hengbo still want to take advantage of the loophole: "Hengbo, I can promise you anything else, even if I want my life, I will give it to you!" But this is the only one that doesn't work, you live, I live! If you die, even if you give birth to a child, I will strangle him to death, and then let the whole world bury you! I do what I say! ”

Luo transverse wave air junction.

It's impossible to communicate.

Neither of them would back down, just looking at each other in silence, as if this would make the other change their minds.

It was the voice of the bottle that broke the silence: "Really, the laws of this world have suppressed the strength of the Evil Emperor, can it be that even the IQ has been suppressed?" ”

Mo Ziqing turned his head and glared at the bottle.

Luo Hengbo could only feel that this law of the world suppressed the strength of Lord Bottle, and it is estimated that it could not suppress his poisonous tongue, but even worse.

The bottle took a leisurely sip of red wine in Mo Ziqing's murderous eyes, picked out his eyelids, and was full of the breath of the master who said so, you have the ability to beat the master.

Luo Hengbo stroked his forehead, others are MT, Lord Bottle, this is a living face T, just look at that face and pull the hatred properly.

Mo Ziqing's eyes moved, as if he remembered something.

The bottle got up slowly, "The deity is tired, go and rest, the room is there, you can pick whatever you want." Someone will bring food when the time comes. "A master is rich, so he is so willful and went upstairs.

Luo Hengbo looked at Mo Ziqing suspiciously: "What does Lord Bottle mean by what he said?" ”

Mo Ziqing shook his head calmly: "I don't know, let him go, are you tired?" Will you go upstairs and sleep again? ”

Luo Hengbo was angry: "I'm not a pig, I sleep eight times a day? ”

Mo Ziqing hugged Luo Hengbo and walked upstairs: "Even if it's a pig, it's my favorite one--"

The two seemed to forget all about the conflict just now, and went upstairs with their arms crookedly.

***

Upper Xuan.

As soon as he arrived at Shangxuan, before the blood thousand nights could recover from the whirlwind of heaven and earth, Bouvis, who was higher than his cultivation, had already returned to normal, and took out a black marble from his arms and shot it into the air.

At this moment, it was a dark night, and there were only a few lone stars twinkling at night, and a brilliant firework bloomed in the sky, piercing the sky, like a meteor.