"Joke, I have no relationship with you. How can you help me get it back?" In the late Qing Dynasty, Su was a little wary. This man had a touch of evil spirit and always felt that he was not a good man.

The corner of duanqiu's mouth is a hook, and he comes forward. He is so scared that Su Wanqing falls back, but he is pressed by the shameless man. He looks down at himself with a touch of pain in his eyes. The pain makes Su Wanqing's heart pull hard. He bites his teeth and looks at each other for a long time before he says: "who are you?"

"Is it really that important who I am?"

The words of breaking the feud reverberated in the ears of Su's late Qing Dynasty. Indeed, who is really so important? It doesn't matter at all.

Su Wanqing was so dejected for a moment. He leaned on the bedside and looked at the bright moon outside the window. He said, "also, who you are is really not so important to me. Even if you have known someone for a long time, you are still as if you just knew him."

Duanqiu just quietly listened to her wishful words and watched her curl up and hold her knees, sobbing in a low voice, just like a lost child, which made people feel sad.

He clenched his teeth, clenched his fist, breathed a breath, reached out and patted himself on the shoulder, and said with a gentle smile to Su Wanqing, "come on, let me borrow your shoulder."

Su Wanqing looked up at duanqiu's eyes for a long time. Her bright eyes made her heart move slightly. She pulled out a farfetched smile and gently leaned her head on her shoulder. Tears slowly fell down the corner of her eyes. At that moment, her heart slowly precipitated.

"Thank you."

Su Wanqing's voice is hoarse. Her head is on the man's shoulder. Tears fall from the corner of her eyes and drop down her cheek on the man's shoulder. Her tense expression suddenly breaks the dike. She cries silently and beats Qiu's shoulder silently. She whispers in sadness: "why? Why doesn't he even let the kids go? Why? "

Why?

Isn't that to say that the birth of a child will take my heart?

Isn't it true that well water doesn't violate river water?

Why?

Why do you do this to me? How innocent are children?

Zuo Zhen, I hate you, I hate you!

Su Wanqing's eyes were red and swollen. He leaned on duanqiu's shoulder and said in a daze. His voice was tired. Duanqiu's eyes were dull and murderous. His heart was angry and stinging. This woman made him take it, but he couldn't put it down.

"Everything will pass. Why do you cling to it?" Duanqiu sighed lightly and rubbed Su's forehead in the late Qing Dynasty.

Su Wanqing bit her lips, and there was more hatred in her eyes. She hated her incompetence and Zuo Zhen's ruthlessness.

Duanqiu looked at his transparent hand and frowned slightly. There was a trace of reluctance on his face. Before the pills in his hand could be sent out, it was time to leave. He laughed at himself, wasn't it?

He slowly stood up and went to the window without saying a word. Su Wanqing looked at the man standing by the bed. His shoulder was so wide that she felt warm enough. "When will we meet again?"

"You don't want me?" Breaking the feud, he walked out of the border and turned his head to look deeply at the late Qing Dynasty.

Su Wanqing's face is pale, red and swollen. He looks at duanqiu with both eyes, but he doesn't know how to answer him. Seeing Su Wanqing's dilemma, duanqiu shakes his head and looks at Su Wanqing with self mockery. "I will appear when you need me most."

"When I need it most?" Su Wanqing murmured, looking at the figure disappeared in the window, there was a moment of absence.

She reached out and subconsciously wanted to touch her belly, but suddenly stopped in mid air, with a touch of sadness in her eyes. She bit her red lips and stretched out her hand to support her on the bed, eventually lying on the bed.

At this moment, on the roof of the house, the body of breaking enmity gradually becomes the size of a child. A pair of bloodthirsty eyes can see that he is angry. A pair of eyes with killing intention are staring at his small palm. Some of them are angry and say to the Witch: "when can I get back the things of endless sea?"

"If you delay here, if you don't go any more, you're afraid that the battle armor of the endless sea will be taken away by the left family." The dark sorcerer looks at the little revenge with a speechless face.

Break the grudge dry cough two, see to dark sorcerer way: "I have to see her to enter the black forbid realm to be able to walk at ease tomorrow."

"The black forbidden area is not so terrible. The Lord can go to the endless sea first, and then go to the black forbidden area, isn't it better?" The dark witch looked worried.

"She's seriously injured now. She can't do without ten days and a half months. Now it's also dangerous to go to the black forbidden area. I'll tell you what to say and send the reviving pill to her."

With that, there is a golden elixir in duanqiu Bainen's little hand. The elixir has an attractive fragrance, surrounded by a faint golden light. It looks very simple.

The dark sorcerer looked at his master with pain on his face and said, "the soul reviving pill is a rare thing in a thousand years. Even the master, you only have two pills. This pill is a life-saving pill, so you gave it to her."

"Don't you think I have two? I'll leave this one to her, and I can rest assured that she will enter the field of black ban. "

"But..."

"Shut up, when are you talking so much nonsense?"

Duanqiu's face was filled with coldness. He looked at the dark witch, who was scared. He immediately closed his mouth and didn't dare to say another word.

Duanqiu nodded with satisfaction, holding the gold elixir in his hand, looked at the window not far away and sighed. He didn't expect that the demon emperor would climb over the wall and climb the window at night.

He shook his head with a wry smile, and his figure flashed by. However, two leaps went directly into Su Wanqing's room. At this time, Su Wanqing slowly got up and wanted to see the person, but saw duanqiu's dull face appeared on her bed, and her face was full of surprise: "duanqiu!"

Duanqiu looks at Su's late Qing Dynasty with a bitter smile. I really don't know whether it's good to be happy, good to be depressed, or happy. This girl prefers to be close to her ghost, or depressed. Other people like this ghost.

Duanqiu frowned slightly. Su Wanqing put his finger on duanqiu's forehead and said in a small voice, "what are you frowning on, child?"

"Auntie, I heard from the dark witch that the little nephew who broke the feud is gone? It's said that some villains killed the little nephew who broke the feud, isn't it Auntie? "

Duanqiu has a naive face. Although he is disgusted by his tone, when he sees Su Wanqing's face change slightly and holds himself in his arms, his whole face is pasted on his soft chest, duanqiu's face quietly exudes a dark look.

I only heard Su's sad words in the late Qing Dynasty: "it's my aunt who is incompetent and can't protect them."

"It's nothing to do with my aunt. There are so many bad people in the world. If you dare to hurt my aunt or break your grudge, you have to follow them. I won't let anyone hurt my aunt go." Duanqiu's little face looks at Su's late Qing Dynasty. He looks serious and laughs at Su's late Qing Dynasty.

Su Wanqing was stunned and finally laughed. He kneaded duanqiu's head and held duanqiu in his arms. "Then you have to be strong to protect your aunt. Do you understand?"

"What do you think this is, aunt?" Duanqiu felt that the bedding in front of him was OK. He stretched out his chubby hand and slowly took out the reviving pill. He said to Su Wanqing, "this is the reviving pill. It can't be better to treat your injuries."

Su Wanqing was stunned. After he took the reviving pill in his hand, he was shocked to see duanqiu and said, "where did you get this thing from?"

Resurrection pill? It's a tough reviving pill! Where does the son who lost his mother come from?

Su Wanqing's face became more and more serious. Seeing that Xiang duanqiu rarely hid his maternal aura, "tell aunt, did you steal this thing?"