Qian Lao was moved, and the moment he saw his son, he subconsciously took a step forward.

At this time, a clump of sticky. The thick liquid makes up the shape of a person in the air.

Obviously, it's a woman.

It stared at us, smirking weirdly.

Truly...

"Old man... See? Qian Longhu, your precious son. ”

Truly...

Accompanied by the laughter of evil things, Qian Longhu, who was choked by the neck, pitifully and difficult to reach out to his father, Qian Lao, for help.

"Help me... Help me... Father.. Save me! ”

"It's going to eat me, it's going to eat me.. You don't have a son! ”

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