4.073 I'm dying of distress
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When he looks at you coldly, the psychological pressure he brings to you is really not inferior to His Majesty!
Gonggong Hu said more and more respectfully, "I don't know why His Royal Highness is angry, the old slave will ...... them."
"No need. Mo Lian looked at him coldly, "Throw it away! ”
Tong took a few black-clothed young men and appeared silently behind the prince, and directly stepped forward, picked up the four palace maids with blurred flesh and blood, and jumped over the wall and left.
Grandpa Hu: !
He's wayward, what is this going to do?
The prince's cold gaze swept over Gonggong Hu's face, and then he turned around and left without saying a word.
Leaving a group of people kneeling or slumped on the ground, you look at me, I look at you, but no one dares to get up on their own.
Mo Lian tightened her fists, walked into the house quickly, and closed the door of the wing room with her backhand.
A pair of phoenix eyes full of coldness and evil spirit, when he saw the little girl lying quietly on the bed, his eyes softened little by little, little by little.
Three steps and two steps ran forward, and as soon as Mo Lian's arm was retracted, she hugged the little guy tightly in her arms.
Hold tightly, hold tightly, hold tightly......
He is so proud of a baby, and now he is unconsciously being so despised and disgusted by a few lowly sluts.
He was distressed.
He was so distressed that he was dying.
It's all because he's not good, it's because he's not careful enough, it's because he's not working hard enough, not paying enough......
That's why she suddenly disappeared.
He was now getting more and more panicked and frightened.
Especially as soon as I close my eyes, I will inexplicably think of her eyes looking into the distance with empty eyes, and say to him: I once had a very distant dream, in a dream......
No, no, no, impossible, impossible.
It was just a dream, and she wasn't going to go back again, she wasn't going to go back to that dream.
She won't lose him and go back to her dreams.
Absolutely not!
He grabbed her hands tightly and pillowed them on her shoulders, not even noticing, he was trembling slightly uncontrollably.
He hugged her as if he had embraced her now, and would hold her forever.
A murmur came out of his mouth, and his eyes were broken and confused, "Where are you, where have you been......"
The fluffy little white sable, with a slight jump on its legs, jumped to someone's chest, turned its head and glanced at the silent wind.
Here on the stone slope, except for the strange-shaped stones surrounded by the four walls, not to mention the seventh-level spirit beast, except for this little mink, I have never seen even a third-level small beast.
Broken Moon, when she arrived at the stone slope, she found a place to drink and sleep, and let her wander around here.
It was getting dark, and it didn't seem like he had any intention of going back.
The mink looked up at the sky and stomped on someone's chest with its little paws.
was pressed by someone's round little body with one hand.
"Don't make a fuss, sleep again. Broken Moon reached out to block the somewhat dazzling afterglow of the sunset.
The little white sable came out from under his arm, and its claws scratched at his arm lightly.
Broken Moon shrank her arms and opened her eyes, a pair of excellent peach blossom eyes, under the flow of the setting sun, as if there was an inseparable starlight, floating and sinking in the bottom of the eyes.
"Scratch your little paws again!" he threatened, fist raised.