What happened next took a turn for the worse. Chu Shishu saw the dust-free running fast. He drew the hilt of his sword and beckoned to Wuchen. Wuchen flew down beside Chu Shishu and took action to solve the little monster for her.

"Why are you here?" Chu Shishu asked.

"Fan Ye said that you were defeated and dying, I, I rushed over without worrying."

Chu Shishu sighed inwardly, grabbed Wuchen's collar and reddened his eyes. His hands were shaking, and his voice was shaking. "What about Shengsheng, how can you leave Shengsheng! Go back, go back quickly! Fan Ye tunes the tiger away from the mountain, he must be attacking Sheng Sheng. ”

Fan Ye smiled brightly not far away. Although the demon shadow is moving, and what Chu Shishu and Wuchen are talking about is not true, she knows that since Wuchen is here, it means that her plan has been successful...... As for the next situation, it may get out of control, so it's better to run away as soon as possible.

"Chu Shishu!" Fan Ye was elated and waved at Chu Shishu proudly. "If you don't go back, it's too late~"

Chu Shishu's face immediately turned pale, Fan Ye's ten fingers moved, and thousands of demons and monsters overwhelmingly pressed towards Chu Shishu, taking advantage of this time, Fan Ye turned around and fled the scene, although this time he sacrificed the slaves he had worked hard to collect for hundreds of years, but as long as the plan was successful, it would be worth everything.

The bejeweled red lips were slightly hooked in the sun. Instead, Chu Shishu's bloodless, trembling lips and the stark contrast of blood on his body and face.

"Ahh Chu Shishu roared angrily, and the land suddenly burst into sharp thorns, and most of the monsters were strung up in an instant, and some of the remaining evil spirits still rushed forward one after another without self-awareness.

Chu Shishu's eyes sank, his palm was raised, and the monster that rushed in front of him was immediately frozen in an instant, and even the same kind in mid-air were also implicated, and the surrounding ice cubes were formed, and his vigorous posture was frozen in the air without a minute. As Chu Shishu withdrew his hand, the ice fell to the ground and smashed on the thorns and shattered into powder.

Chu Shishu didn't have time to see what the situation had become at this moment, and the flying sword was quietly prostrate at his feet. Chu Shishu stepped on the flying sword and flew away.

When she arrived at the Mingzheng Temple, the silence of the crow made her cringe, she looked at the vermilion threshold and retracted her feet, gritted her teeth and rushed in and shouted Shengsheng.

There was no response.

Restlessness is like a monster, with sharp feet pierced in the heart, and it hurts. Slowly crawled to the mouth of his throat again, and his throat tightened for a while.

"Shengsheng!" She went to find door by door, door by door, door by door, the erratic heartbeat was deafening, she knew how scared she was, her hands were trembling, and the things in front of her began to overlap, because she was afraid that she couldn't breathe in the fresh air, or the tears in her eyes were hovering in front of her eyes, she didn't dare to be distracted to do anything else, she just wanted to find Sheng Sheng quickly, she just wanted Sheng Sheng to live safely! As long as Sheng Sheng can live, she is willing to endure the pain of ten thousand arrows piercing her heart and poisonous insects! As long as Shengsheng can live, whatever...... Even if you accept her life, it's fine.

It's just that people who are too hard will only make their surroundings suffer, and they can never be freed. Sheng Sheng is not safe in the end. She curled up in a small corner and was dying. Only the faint sound of breathing remained, and I didn't even have the strength to shout.

Chu Shishu stopped, bit her lower lip, and bit it tightly until the blood flowed down the tips of her teeth, and she still didn't have the courage to approach.

Her sheng sheng is wrinkled at the moment, her eyebrows are sparse, and her tender face, which was originally carved in pink, is now only the skin that is powerless to fall. Sheng Sheng was originally a child of seven or eight years old, but now he is dying old and has no vitality.

Tears couldn't help but flow down, his throat choked up again and again, and he couldn't shout Shengsheng's name. How can she accept it, how can she admit that the person with her waist in front of her and the senile Longzhong is Shengsheng who has poured all her heart and soul into it and pampered it to the sky......

The cloudy eyes struggled to open. "Mother, mother......"

Chu Shishu threw away the sword, rushed up and knelt next to Sheng Sheng, held her skinny withered hand, and took a few breaths, her voice was still hoarse. "I'm here."

"Sheng Sheng is so tired, Sheng Sheng can't stand up."

Listening to Sheng Sheng's childish tone as before, but seeing her old and faint appearance, Chu Shishu couldn't help but cry at all.

"Oh my God! Why do you treat me like this! Why is even Shengsheng unwilling to let go! ”

In this life, the only hope is to be deprived again and again, but Shengsheng is different, Shengsheng saved Chu Shishu from the darkness, so that Chu Shishu can regain the existence of light, but at this moment, she has to be deprived of even this little hope, how can she bear such pain again!