Han Jia looked directly at Mrs. Han coldly, and spit out two words again: "Out-out!" ”

"Jiajia?" Mrs. Han didn't seem to believe that her daughter would talk to her in such a cold and hard tone, and she was a little stunned for a while, and looked at her with some surprise in front of her.

Han Jia stretched out a plain white right hand, slowly rotated the palm, and slowly grasped it, with her movements, the temperature around her suddenly seemed to drop a few degrees, and a cloud of cold air came out of her palm. Mrs. Han only felt a flower in front of her, and a sharp ice pick had appeared in her daughter's hand.

Han Jia held the ice pick, raised his hand and stabbed Mrs. Han into the neck fiercely. Nangong Yi's eyes were quick, he rushed forward, cut on the ice pick with one palm, and then held Han Jia's palm and twisted it, and the ice pick in Han Jia's hand fell to the ground with a "dang long" and shattered.

Father Han shouted, "Jiajia, what are you going to do!" ”

Han Mu also shouted: "Nangong Yi, you let go of Jiajia, you hurt her!" ”

When Han Jia was holding Nangong Yi's palm, his other hand grabbed him like lightning, and was held by Nangong Yi again, Han Jia's face was distorted, and the cold air on his palm was rising, and in a moment, Nangong Yi's fingers were ice blue.

Nangong Yi urged the internal force, and a huge internal force poured into his palm, instantly crushing the cold qi on Han Jia's palm. Han Mu pounced on Nangong Yi and pulled Nangong Yi hard: "What are you doing?" You let go of Jiajia! It seems that she usually dotes on Han Jia very much.

Father Han had already seen the clue: "Don't make trouble, you see that our Jiajia seems to be very wrong, how can you see that her hands can create ice?" She was holding an ice pick and trying to kill you! ”

When Han Mu heard this, her spirit broke down a little: "No. No, how could my Jiajia kill me? She suddenly went crazy and wanted to go to Han Jia's side.

Tang Jue slashed a knife in her neck and knocked her unconscious and handed her to Father Han: "Take Mrs. Han out, this Han Jia is very wrong!" ”

At this time, when Han Jia heard this, his eyes were cold, he suddenly exerted his strength, pulled out a hand, raised his hand and waved, and in an instant, dozens of ice picks stabbed towards Tang Jue.

Tang Jue's ten fingers suddenly opened, and ten spiritual qi swords shot out at the ice pick. Smash an ice pick in an instant. She sneered, "Except for the ice picks." Do you have any other tricks? ”

Her aura shattered the icicle, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared into Han Jia's body, and Han Jia's entire body was agitated, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth. Closed his eyes tightly.

Nangong Yi's face changed. For fear that Tang Jue would be heavy-handed. shouted: "Jiajia! Han Jia didn't react. He turned his head again and asked Tang Jue, "What's wrong with her?" ”

"She's fine, I think Han Jia ......" Before Tang Jue finished speaking, Han Jia slowly opened his eyes. Nangong Yi immediately made a defensive posture.

Han Jia's eyes were a little confused, he raised his eyes and looked around, and suddenly said loudly: "Mom, ......"

Father Han, who had just walked to the door, immediately paused, hugged Mother Han over, and shouted, "Jiajia! ”

"Daddy! Help me! Han Jia's tears flowed out, his face was very pale, and he stretched out his hand to Han's father: "Dad......"

Han's father was still half-holding Han's mother in his hand, and when he saw his daughter stretching out her hand, he hurriedly reached out to pull it. Nangong Yi put his hand away: "Uncle Han, be careful!" ”

"You go aside!" Father Han glared at Nangong Yi, "What can my own daughter do to me?" ”

Nangong Yi had no choice but to touch her nose, raised her hand and pinched Han's mother's neck twice, Han's mother woke up leisurely, saw her daughter in tears, and suddenly felt extremely distressed, and wept: "Jiajia, what's wrong with you?" Tell your mom something! ”

Han Jia stretched out her hand to her, until this moment she was still sitting in the rocking chair, even if she had fought with Nangong Yi and Tang Jue just now, she didn't get up. Mrs. Han grabbed her hand: "Jiajia, you speak!" ”

"Mom!" She made a forward gesture, as if she wanted to hug Mrs. Han, but after trying several times, she couldn't stand up, as if she was tied to a chair.

"What's wrong, Jiajia? What's wrong with your leg? As she spoke, Mrs. Han went to lift her daughter's nightdress. Han Jia hurriedly stopped her: "Mom, don't look at it!" ”

But she couldn't stop Mrs. Han from sitting here, so Mrs. Han lifted her skirt and revealed a calf. The calves that should have been white and smooth were now ice blue.

Mrs. Han was suddenly shocked, and her mouth trembled: "What, how can this be?" Jiajia, does it hurt? Mrs. Han touched her daughter's calves that were as hard as ice cubes, and lifted her skirt to her thighs, and so did her thighs.

It's winter, but it's not enough to turn a large living person into an ice sculpture.

Han's father also shed tears at this time, the couple only had a baby daughter, and now seeing their daughter suffering like this, the couple's hearts were like knives.

"This, this ......" Father Han stayed for a long time before finding his voice, and he grabbed Nangong Yi beside him: "Xiaoyi, you save her, save Jiajia, I know you must have a way, you must have a way, right?" He looked at Nangong Yi with tears on his face.

Nangong Yi was also very surprised to see Han Jia like this, but there was no way, he had never seen this kind of symptom before, so he could only comfort Father Han: "Uncle Han, don't worry, you can always come up with a way." ”

"It's too late...... It's too late...... He's already here,......" Han Jia said as if muttering to himself.

Nangong Yi immediately grasped the point of her words: "Jiajia, who did you say has come?" ”

"No, no......" Han Jia suddenly became manic, shook his head frantically, and then grabbed Mrs. Han again, "Mom, listen to me, you hide me!" Hurry up! He'll find me and make me a specimen! ”

Mrs. Han also came to her senses at this time: "Who are you talking about?" Who would dare to make you a specimen? ”

"Mom, hurry up!" Han Jia looked very anxious, "Mom, I don't have time to explain to you, hurry up!" ”

Han's father and Han's mother, including Nangong Yi and Tang Jue, were all infected by her nervous expression, and they were busy looking for a place to hide her, Tang Jue suddenly asked, "Where were you hiding just now?" ”

Before Han Jia could speak, the glass on the balcony suddenly cracked one by one, like a spider's web, and then the cracks slowly expanded, and in the blink of an eye, the entire window was full of cracks, and finally these glasses couldn't hold on, and almost at the same time, they fell down with a bang.

The cold wind outside the house blew in, raising Tang Jue and Han Jia's long hair. The weather was fine today, and it wasn't very cold outside, but at this moment, the wind blowing in through the window was like a knife on the skin, with a biting cold.

Han Jia shivered in the howling cold wind, and Han's mother ran into the house quickly, came out of the bed with a quilt, and covered Han Jia. (To be continued.) )