"Mother, eat meat. ”

At the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, he stepped on the thick snow and walked to the heart of the painting, and handed half a rabbit leg to the mouth of the painting heart. Seeing that Huaxin didn't react, he kept beating the ground and crying bitterly, and his hands hammered his flesh and blood into a blur, he blinked his eyes, pulled Huaxin's hair, and called again, "Mother, eat meat." ”

"What kind of meat you eat, you know how to eat!" Huaxin raised his head suddenly, slapped the rabbit leg on Qing Chu's face, and stared at him with red eyes.

The little guy was holding half a rabbit leg, his eyes were slightly red, and tears were rolling in his eyes, but they didn't fall, "Mother, you old monster daddy will be sad." ”

"You know what!"

Qing Chu was stunned by the painting, and only after a while did he rub his eyes, holding back his sore nose and swollen eyes, "The old monster father said that if he dies one day, Chu'er can't cry, and he has to take care of his mother, he said that he will definitely come back to see Chu'er and his mother." ”

Huaxin didn't know when Chi Ming bought this kid, but such a lie could only deceive Qing Chu Xiao'er, how could he come back......

When He Guang Tongchen came back with a sword, he happened to have a pair of eyes full of pain and despair on the painting heart, and at that moment, he paused at his feet, and he didn't dare to approach her.

Huaxin's eyes were fixed on his still dripping sword, and he said numbly, "Kill him?"

"Nope. "He Guang Tongchen felt ashamed.

"So you know who he is?"

He Guang Tongchen was even more ashamed, "No." ”

"Then what are you calculating so much for? and taking the life of the Red Dead for nothing!" Painted Heart staggered up and grabbed his snow-white neckline.

He Guang Tongchen didn't seem to hear her words, only stared at her bloody and blurred hands, and his voice was as gentle as ever, "Your hands need to be healed as soon as possible." ”

"My hands ......" Huaxin raised his hand in front of him, looked at it and looked at it, cried for a while, laughed for a while, "These hands, even the old man of the red shadow can't save them, what's the use of asking for them?"

"Xin'er, it's not your fault......"

"Of course it's not my fault, it's you!" Huaxin snatched the sword from his hand, turned his hand and pulled a sword flower, pointing it directly at his throat, "It's you who are at fault"

"Mother, don't kill your father. Qing Chu was so frightened that he crawled over with a rolling belt, hugged Huaxin's legs, and cried vigorously, "Mother, don't kill Daddy......"

He Guang Tongchen looked at the sharp blade against his throat, and without saying a word, she let the tip of her sword cut a bloody mark on his jade-like neck.

"Daddy" Qing Chu saw that the painting heart was really a killer with the light and the dust, and he didn't care whether it would hurt the painting heart, with instinct, he tried his best, holding the painting heart's leg and pulling it back, "Daddy run"

The heart of the painting was pulled by the unstable divine power of the early Qing Dynasty, and retreated again and again. Qing Chu was afraid that Huaxin would kill Heguang Tongchen, and when he saw that he was about to fall, he still hugged her and refused to withdraw.

Caught off guard, Hua Xinlian fell backwards with the Shen Yuan Sword, and the pure and powerful divine power of the early Qing Dynasty made her unable to move for a while after being heartbroken, and the Shen Yuan Sword stabbed uncontrollably towards the small ball under her feet.

"Chu'er, let go" was so frightened that his eyes were torn.

But Qing Chu was eager to save his father, and used full brute force, and he couldn't control this powerful divine power, how could she stop if she stopped.

The out-of-control situation made Huaxin close her eyes in despair, the sword was sharp to the bone, the sound was piercing, the blood was sprayed, and the dripping heart was burning, she screamed sadly and didn't dare to open her eyes, "Chu'er"