Luo Yiyuan's eyes were red, and he ran over, "Sister! ”

A transparent barrier in front of him knocked him back, and the whole person flew out, fell to the ground, his face was scratched, oozing blood, and the stone path under his feet suddenly became like a beast, constantly sucking his blood.

Song Yiyi exclaimed in surprise, "Xiao Yuan! ”

Luo Yiyuan's breathing gradually failed, and his excessively red face revealed a different red.

Song Yi was out of breath and wanted to rush over, but the invisible wall knocked her out of the air.

Fell on the hard slate and scratched my fingers!

She saw the blood on the wound on her palm congealed into a small stream, as if it had been devoured by something!

She wanted to struggle, to get up, and her body felt as if she was being imprisoned on a stone slab by a great force.

In an instant, all kinds of information flooded the brain!

"I'm only with her because of the special powers in her."

A cold voice, without a trace of temperature.

In his mind, Fu Jin's seductive face came to mind, and at that moment there was only a bone-eroding coldness on his face.

"She's not going to have my children, never."

For a moment, it hurt as if it had been pierced by countless sharp swords.

Hallucination!

It must be a hallucination!

But it's so real!

Suddenly remembered the intermittent picture when he was unconscious, and it was like being connected together in an instant.

Too much information, a splitting headache!

Just when she was about to lose her breath and lose her mind, Fu Xiaosong's voice suddenly came to her ears.

"Mommy!"

"Mommy, what's wrong with you?"

"Mommy ......"

The soft and waxy voice is like a force that can calm down instantly.

Her mind gradually calmed down, her consciousness gradually cleared, and when she looked at her hand again, there was not a trace of blood, and nothing swallowed her blood.

Here is a grassland, white clouds, blue sky...

But Luo Yiyuan was gone, and he couldn't see a shadow of him.

"Obuchi!"

"Luo Yiyuan!"

There was no echo, only the cool breeze of Xi Xi kept blowing.

This......

Suddenly, she saw a small hut not far away!

Fu Jin?

Is this time real, or is it an illusion?

She heard Fu Jin's breathing.

There are many unfamiliar memories that come to me, and I have mixed feelings for a while.

Hatred and resentment against you collide with her and burn her reason.

Unconsciously, a sword condensed in his hand and headed in the direction of the hut, stiffening with every step, clearly responding to her chaotic breathing and heartbeat.

Looking at the close distance, it is very far.

When I arrived at the door of the small hut, I was covered in a thin layer of sweat!

Feng Yan can't get in, can she?

Thinking of the accident that happened when he met Luo Yiyuan, it wasn't that he heard Xiao Jiu's voice, and he didn't know what would happen now!

She took a step forward and didn't feel any obstacles.

When I entered the small hut, it was empty, and there was no one in it.

A bed, a table, and a guqin on the table with a broken string.

Look at the side, there is a small table on the bed, which is very antique, and it is a game of chess that is halfway through.

She walked over and took a look, although the victory and defeat were not scored, but the red flag was at the end of the road.

What about Fu Jin?

Where is he?

Looking around, the wooden windows were open, and the sun was shining in outside, blowing the curtains fluttering.

On the windowsill, there is also a pot of flowers, which are picked from outside, some are open, and some are still budding!

I remember that Feng Yan said that after Fu Jin went in, he never came out again, and Feng Yan waited outside for more than half a month.

She walked over and took a look, not moving at will, looking around.

The room was clean and spotless, like someone cleaned it every day.

Obviously, Fu Jin's breathing could still be heard outside, but when he entered the room, he couldn't hear it at all.

It's weird!

Memories churned in her mind, and her hand clenched the sword in her hand little by little.

Suddenly, I turned my head to one side and saw a painting on the wall, in which was Fu Jin in a suit, with a lifelike face, just like a 5D painting.

The sword in his hand stabbed uncontrollably towards the painting.

In his ears, Fu Xiaosong's voice became clear again.

"Mommy, I'm so worried about you, I don't know if you saw Daddy......"

Song Yiyi stiffened, thinking of the time she shot at Fu Jin and accidentally injured Fu Xiaosong, at the moment of emotional shock, her body fell forward, staggered, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

She clutched her chest and saw the blood on the ground, reflecting a strange character.

She didn't know her at all!

"Mommy, you're going to have to come back early."

"Mommy, I dreamed of you, and I dreamed of Daddy."

The soft and glutinous voice is like a strange magic force, soothing the pain and discomfort in the heart.

"Mommy, Xiao Jiu is really worried about you and Daddy, don't leave me alone."

His heart tightened for a while, and he spat out several mouthfuls of blood, and his eyes were dark, and he fainted.

In the painting on the wall, there is an extra person, lying on the bed, and there is blood at the corner of his mouth.

Fucheng, Fu Xiaosong frowned and looked at the jade pendant in his hand tightly.

The green of the jade pendant is gradually fading, and his little heart is not good!

How so?

Is Mommy in danger?

He stood up and hurriedly went to find Shen Chu.

When he arrived at the door of Shen Chu's bedroom, he raised his hand and knocked on the door, "Uncle Shen, Uncle Shen!" ”

Shen Chu opened the door.

Fu Xiaosong cried out, "Uncle Shen, my mommy is in danger." ”

Shen Chuchu glanced down at the jade pendant Fu Xiaosong was holding in both hands, and pulled a knot in the center of his eyebrows that couldn't be untied, "Come in first." ”

Fu Xiaosong entered the door, panting and nervous.

Shen Chuchu said in a low voice, "Talk to your mommy more, maybe you can help her." ”

Fu Xiaosong, "Mommy, I love you, you must come back well with Daddy, I must be obedient and obedient, not naughty at all, I will go to kindergarten well, and I will never bully my classmates again." ”

"Mommy."

"Mommy, you can talk to me."

"Mommy, I like you, I love you, you and Daddy are the most important people in my life."

"Mommy, it's not hard for me to be with you."

……

Shen Chuchu heard Fu Xiaosong crying, turned his head sideways, and couldn't bear to look at it.

Sometimes, a lot of things are predestined, right?

They went together that day, and they came back, leaving only the sister-in-law alone.

Song Yiyi was in a coma, and heard Fu Xiaosong's voice and crying, his heart fluctuated and he struggled hard.

After a while, I dreamed and woke up.

When I opened my eyes, I could see everything about the hut, but I couldn't see the painting.

Where is she?

I can't see Fu Jin either.

Did she go to the painting?

Realizing this problem, a layer of cold sweat broke out all over my body.

If you look closely, she is lying on the bed, exactly like the bed in the little hut, as if it had been engraved.

But nothing can be heard.

When I got out of bed, there was a pair of shoes under the bed, red, hand-embroidered shoes, but they were not hers.

(End of chapter)