Chapter Eighty-Eight: Close Your Eyes

Qin Luoyi jumped down from the flower bench, looked at Qin Luofeng and Luo Xueying in horror, his eyes were full of fear, and his small body knelt side by side under Luo Xueying's sword,

Stretching out her pink fingers, she carefully pushed Luo Blood Sakura's cold sword, but she let her use twelve points of strength, and she couldn't help the cold sword for half a point, let alone push it away,

Qin Luoyi's frightened crying voice made people feel heartbroken, "Mother, mother, what's wrong?" Why are you using this murder weapon to point at your brother and sister, where did my sister go? ”

Tears flowed on the delicate and cute little face, and the blue eyes pitifully accused Luo Xueying who was holding a cold sword, but Luo Xueying not only looked cold, but even there was no temperature in his eyes.

The blood behind her like blood added to her indifference, and the chill around her body was colder than a glacier buried thousands of miles deep under the sea.

Luo Xueying didn't know why, why her mother, who had always doted on them, suddenly looked like a different person, but she would never allow anyone to hurt her brother, even her mother.

The little person knelt and shrank back, waiting for a little distance from Luo Xueying's cold sword, and didn't look at Luo Xueying's sword, he dragged Qin Luofeng and shrank back, as if this way the cold sword of Qingguang Ling Ling couldn't hurt them.

Luo Xueying had a lot of thoughts, like the eyes of a diamond, occasionally flashed painful struggles, and the cold sword in his hand never moved.

She is a noble and kind spirit by nature, and she rarely even kills, let alone her own flesh and blood?

It's just that the scars in my heart are lifted again and again, and they heal after a long time, but the naked scars are not easy to get better, look good, and suddenly the blood is dripping, over and over again, over and over again, who can not go crazy, who can endure it.

The black branches on the waist burned Luo Xueying in unbearable pain, but the unbearable pain couldn't resist the madness in her heart, Luo Xueying's eyes flashed with madness, but the oath under the tree of life suddenly sounded in her ears, and after all, she still pressed the madness down painfully.

He glanced at the two trembling children on the ground who were hugging each other, and the cold sword in his hand came out of his hand, and Luo Xueying would not leave quickly.

Qin Luofeng glanced at Luo Xueying in disappointment, stretched out his hand and pushed Qin Luoyi away, but he himself smiled mockingly, and closed his eyes.

"Brother, don't."