Jun Qianxi didn't say a word of argument from beginning to end, she seemed to be completely caught in that kind of comfortable thinking, and she didn't want to come out anyway.

The person next to her held her hand a little tighter, and the slender fingers climbed up the side of her face with great pity, wrapping those messy strands of hair behind her head, and her eyes were full of distress.

It's a time when everyone gets tired, and his Xi'er is really tired! Perhaps for as long as I can remember, there has been a constant struggle.

No matter how desperately he tried to share the burden for her, he still couldn't reduce the weight of her body.

He couldn't help but reach out and take her into his arms, and let her rest like this, maybe for half a moment or for a lifetime.

Mo Lingfeng and these people didn't have much interest in the baby, but at this time, seeing that Jun Qianxi's expression was a little wrong, a look of worry appeared on his face.

"Let's go!" Jun Qianxi leaned on Duanmu Ming's shoulder and squinted slightly, and calmly stepped up the ladder to the clouds.

It's just that the momentum exuded by her body is not as majestic as before, but has become tepid.

Now if there is no Duanmu Ming and them by their side, I am afraid that she will not have the mood to resist if someone beats her up.

There was an inexplicable voice in her head shouting, stop, just stop and rest.

The people behind her looked at her dejected back, and the worry on their faces was even heavier.

"Bang"

Just around the eighty steps, Jun Qianxi suddenly fell and slammed face down on the white jade steps.

"Xi'er!"

Duanmu Ming stepped forward with a sigh of surprise, and his divine sense instantly spread, wanting to find out who had plotted against Jun Qianxi.

However, nothing can be detected.

Jun Qianxi's face was slightly bloodstained, and the bridge of his nose seemed to be broken.

She seemed unconscious, got up and continued to walk up.

But as soon as her front feet were raised, she was slapped down with a "pop" before she touched the steps above.

At this time, Duanmu Ming's eyes were quick, and he hugged her without waiting for her little face to make intimate contact with the steps.

"What's going on?"

The people behind rushed up and asked suspiciously.

Mo Lingfeng reached out and touched the air between the two steps, and found that there was no barrier or anything like that, why was Jun Qianxi stopped from stepping forward twice in a row?

"Styx, it's okay!"

Jun Qianxi's voice is still weak, if she had jumped up and scolded her mother before, it seems that she is really serious this time.

Her state made the people behind her frown slightly.

Situ Qianqian walked up to her, raised her hand to her face and slapped her, and when she was about to slap her again, her wrist was held by a man who never left her like a patron saint.

Duanmu Ming's expression completely cooled, and a cold glow flickered in his starry eyes.

This dull spiritual pressure made the people around him sound alarmed.

"Senior brother, senior brother, she is the sister-in-law's mother-in-law, your mother-in-law, my godmother, and the woman that Senior Hong fancies......"

Mo Lingfeng hugged Duanmu Ming's other hand and kept yelling, lest he would slap Situ Qianqian to death when he was angry, and when the time came, his sister-in-law would hate him half to death when she broke free from the demons.

Senior brother and sister-in-law quarreling Cold War or separation is the last thing Mo Lingfeng wants to see in his life, these two people who are very important in his life must be together.

In Mo Lingfeng's eyes, there is no one else in the world who can match him or her, and only when the two of them are together can they be called a perfect match.