Fucha Zixin's side has long been bleeding. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading. Leaning weakly in a pool of blood, his eyes looked at Yijin in panic. Could it be that the eyes of no one in this reckoning were a little divine, and she didn't recognize that this embarrassed woman would be the arrogant Fucha Zixin.

"Little slut, help is coming." There were a few unkempt women on the side, their clothes were shabby, and they stood with their hands on their waists and looked at Fucha Zixin in a pool of blood coldly.

Fucha Zixin didn't expect that the people who came would be enemies who shared the sky. The two eyes were angry, their bodies couldn't help but shrink back, and their mouths shouted intermittently: "Slut, slut." After a few sounds, he was stimulated by a stomachache, and the slut became a lifesaver.

The people on the side saw a pregnant woman, fearlessly standing in front of Yijin in front of Yijin with her hands crossed on her waist.

"Who are you?" One of them asked. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading.

"I think she's a vixen. If you look at what she's wearing, she's a vixen. Another said.

"Eight or nine is not far from ten."

"Yes, yes. That's it, vixen, slut. For a while, the group of people pointed all the fingers at Yijin.

Jielan didn't know what to do for a while, so she waved her arm in front of Yijin and said: "It's okay to bully my little master on weekdays, and today the little master is producing, please raise your noble hand." Good or not, good or not. ”

"It's not good, it's bullying people to come to the cold palace. I don't bully those who are easy to bully, but it is difficult to bully Concubine Hua. ”

"That's right, didn't she bully us with Concubine Hua before, why should we let her go, and this fox-like woman behind her."

"That's it, I'm still pregnant."

"That's it, I'm still pregnant."

"Yes, why."

"Just because I'm the emperor's favorite concubine." Yijin pushed Jielan away and stood in front of the group of crazy women to confront them. Although they are one person, their aura is not inferior to many of them at all.

"Why should I believe you?"

"With me, I can come and go in and out of the cold palace at will. If you don't believe me, you can try it. This shrine allows you to land your head cleanly and neatly. Does anyone want to try it?" she lowered her eyes and looked at all of them.

There was no delay, and she didn't want to talk to them too much.

"Who to scare?" One of them was not convinced.

The corners of Yijin's mouth were slightly hooked, his cold eyes sank, and he looked at the person as cold as an ice pick, and his pink lips smiled lightly: "If you don't believe it, you might as well give it a try." ”

Those people saw that she was indeed dressed as the head of the first house. A few of them were conscious, and they led the team humming.

was empty, Yi Jin walked to Zixin's side and pulled her hand as if nothing happened.

Zi Xin, whose face was pale, saw that Yijin gave him a pulse, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly withdrew his hand.

"You're going to hurt me."

"I won't harm you, I'm here to save you." She held her tenderly, her hands full of blood. The cold palace turned out to be like this, and the smell of foul-smelling dead corpses was disgusting.

At this moment, she sympathized with such a woman, lonely, helpless and frightened.

"Don't be nervous, trust me once." She comforted Fucha Zixin softly, and she didn't want her to reject her out of fear at the moment of her life.

"It hurts, it hurts." The stomach cramps became more and more frequent, and Fucha Zixin couldn't care about it for a while, so he grabbed Yijin's hand and looked at the pool of blood all over the ground while being nervous.

The bleeding seemed to show no signs of stopping, and the contractions became more and more frequent. The amniotic fluid has long since dried up with the blood. The fetus is in danger at the moment. Yijin was a little anxious in his heart, and he was afraid that this child would not be born.