Sang Chuchu sat directly on the ground, touched the small pocket of his pink skirt, and sighed: "Little Heihei, Chuchu's lollipop has fallen." ”

"I'm going to buy it for Chu Chu." Black Mist said positively.

"No, you don't." Suddenly, the child smiled softly.

Black Mist: ?

I saw that the soft and cute little girl's round big eyes suddenly burst into tears, and she was aggrieved: "Chu Chu's hand hurts, Chu Chu really wants to eat sugar candy, woo." ”

The words spoke.

The girl's aggrieved voice was soft with a hint of crying, like raindrops hitting people's heartstrings, slightly cool and moving, making people want to abandon everything to protect her.

A lollipop appeared in front of her eyes out of thin air.

It was a strawberry lollipop.

Sang Chuchu seemed to be stunned, and then grabbed the lollipop, his eyes instantly lit up, and he was too beautiful to speak.

Black Mist: ?

He had long wanted to ask: "Why do you suddenly have what you want at the beginning?" ”

"Hee-hee, because the gods have always been by my side to protect me." Sang Chuchu smiled mysteriously at him.

Will the little pervert be protected by the gods?

He's the one who protects her.

Black Mist thought indignantly.

"Little Heihei, I first wanted to see the gods." Sang Chuchu said softly to him.

"See you then." Black Mist also wants to see which thing dares to abduct the little pervert.

"It seems like you can see it at the beginning of today." Sang Chuchu smiled sweetly and gently allowed the candy.

"Who?" Black Mist asked curiously.

"I won't tell you." Mulberry early soft soft way.

Black Mist: ......

He's not her favorite anymore, woooooooooo

As she spoke, the little boy next to her suddenly looked up.

Sang Chuchu bit the lollipop and froze: ?

It's scary to look up suddenly, okay!

She looked at the boy's white and sweaty face, handsome, but too weak.

"Hello duck." Sang Chuchu smiled sweetly, and the tears in the corners of his eyes seemed to become cute because of this smile.

Black Mist: ?

It's not like a little pervert speaks.

"Did you fall in love with him at the beginning?" Black Mist asked, he said that he was looking at people as pets.

"Nope." Sang Chuchu replied to him at the beginning, "Lord God is still there, Chu Chu must behave well." ”

Black Mist understood, just like the little pervert pretending to be innocent, cute and well-behaved as soon as she came to her mother.

"This little boy is very good-looking, should you take him as a pet at the beginning of the year?" The black mist also had a wrong view, and happily proposed.

"Don't." Sang Chuchu refused, "Chuchu doesn't want such a weak pet." ”

An almost transparent, pale hand full of stitches reached out in front of her eyes.

Sang Chuchu blinked and said innocently: "Are you really a little mute?" ”

She ignored the boy's outstretched palm.

The boy's eyes were staring at her, as if he had cried, red and swollen, he did not speak, and with his sweaty and white face, he kept stretching out his hands and not moving, as if asking for his life.

But in Sang Chuchu's eyes, it was extremely pitiful.

She was a good child, and she couldn't help someone who reached out to her for help.

She shook her hand and smiled sweetly: "Are you going to shake hands with me?" ”

The boy didn't speak, was he really dumb?

"Well, can't you speak?" Sang Chuchu asked softly, "Then it's time to let go after shaking hands." ”

But the boy clutched her hand tightly, shivering, and cold.

The boy's hands were cold and he broke out in a lot of cold sweat.

However, Sang Chuchu still "gently" broke his hand, and smiled sweetly as if pretending to be strong: "Don't be afraid, someone will come to save us, and my mother will come to save us." ”

The boy curled up on the ground again, shivering.

"Chuchu, what's wrong with him?" Black Mist asked suspiciously.

"He may be sick in his heart." Sang Chuchu replied leisurely, and then complained in a low voice, "Why hasn't Lord God come to see me, if he doesn't come again, my mother will come." ”

"Maybe the gods don't want to see you?" Black Mist said hesitantly.

"That's impossible." Sang Chuchu reprimanded, "You are Chuchu, so you have to be on Chuchu's side." ”

"Uh-huh, maybe the gods aren't available." The black mist hurried to curry favor.

"No, the gods are free." Sang Chuchu naïve said.

Black Mist: "Yes, yes, the gods will come." ”

"At the beginning, the kid next to you felt like he was going to die." The black mist smelled death.

Sang Chuchu pursed her lips, if her mother saw it, she would say that she would not be saved when she saw death.

"God-sama, children are going to die here, please save people." Sang Chuchu looked at the void with a pair of moist eyes, she looked flustered, and felt a little wrong.

Black Mist: ......

"The gods will come to see me." Sang Chuchu's heart blossomed.

Where did you put the dying kid over there? The gods, who only think about you!

"But when the gods save others, I'll be unhappy, what should I do?" Sang Chuchu's voice was very entangled with the little black underworld.

Black Mist: He doesn't know how to pick it up.

"I can't let the gods find out that I'm powerful." Sang Chuchu said to himself.

So in contrast, let's let the gods save her, so that she has the least loss.

If the gods knew that she was powerful and didn't need protection, the gods might have left her, but she didn't have the ability to lock them up in her own place, so she couldn't let this happen!

Ming Yunyi looked at the innocent girl.

That's Sang-san's daughter.

That is also Qin Xun's daughter.

He stood above the nine heavens for a long time.

So what's the matter with him, why has he been paying attention to her all these years? Does it make any sense?

Caring for her, and caring for her daughter.

He asked himself, and he didn't know the answer either.

Sangli will soon come to her daughter's rescue.

He turned, waved his coat, and the illusion vanished, and his people walked away.

Sang Chuchu's expectant face suddenly fell.

The black fog didn't know why, but she noticed that Chu Chu was unhappy: "What's wrong with Chu Chu?" ”

"He's not coming, he's not coming to see Chuchu." Sang Chuchu's child flattened his mouth, his nose was slightly sour, "The gods won't save the child who is dying, woo woo woo ......"

Life and death are the laws of all things, and some people's fate is like this.

Ming Yunyi is now a Heavenly Dao, there are some things that should not be taken care of, everything has its own certainty, and he should not pay attention to that girl, or Sang Li's daughter, let alone it.

"Don't cry at the beginning, don't cry at the beginning." Black Mist comforted, "Let's kill people and have fun, okay, don't get disabled, let's kill people and have fun?" ”

"Why didn't he listen to Chu Chu?" The girl cried, "In the past, he gave Chu Chu what he wanted, and what Chu Chu wanted to do, he helped Chu Chu do it, woo woo woo ......"

"Then we'll go and arrest him, and make Chu Chu happy." Black Mist comforted.

"Uh-huh." Sang Chuchu hung a tearful bag and nodded.

He then stood up and walked over to the boy.

"What are you going to do at the beginning?" Black Mist asked suspiciously.

"He can't die, or Ma Ma will be unhappy." Chu Chu pouted.

"It's not about the beginning that he's dead." The black mist relieved her.

"But Ma Ma gave me a lot of pills, and if I don't save a good person when he dies, Ma Ma will feel that Chu Chu is not a good child." Sang Chuchu stubbornly said.

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