Joy, anger, worry, thought, sorrow, fear, and fear appeared in her eyes one after another, and finally condensed into hatred.

Especially in remembering that she had killed her cub, she was cut off and wished to die with Santa zachari.

Raised his hand to hit people, moved, but no feeling.

Feeling the struggle of the people in his arms, Santa zachari immediately let go of Chris, and his tone was full of care: "do I hold you? I'm not good. I'll pay attention next time. "

With that, he looked down at his partner's body. His bloodstained eyes touched the arm that had been smashed by his head. The skin of the stump was still stuck on the stone bed, and his face was once again angry.

Unexpectedly, he broke his partner's body. Next time, he must not leave the eagle beast alive!

Chris looked down with his eyes and immediately lost her voice and screamed.

"Chris is not afraid." Santa zachari quickly hugged Chris for comfort.

Chris didn't feel the pain, so she died, stopped screaming, looked at her body, and gradually calmed down.

"How long have I been dead?" Asked Chris, with her eyebrows down.

"No, you just slept." Santa zachari is very taboo "dead" word, not wait for Chris finish to interrupt her.

Santa zachari looked up at Jing's standing son, waved him close, and said softly to Chris, "this is our baby. He is thirty-five years old."

That is to say, Chris has been dead for thirty-five years.

Chris was stunned again and looked at Mitchell incredulously.

He looks a bit like his father, but it's weird.

Soon, Chris knew.

Yes, he was conceived after he released his partnership with Santa zachari. He was born rootless.

It was just because she felt that the children were hopeless that she killed them.

When she died, she couldn't forget the cruel hands she had done. What she thought about most was the scene of all over the world with her baby's stumps.

Their blood is tender blue, so fragile.

She always thought that she would not regret and would not allow herself to regret.

But at this time looking at a grown-up child, her heart was very touched, suddenly admitted that he regretted.

It's better to live without feeling than to die.

If she hadn't done that, those cubs would have grown so big.

Chris wanted to cry, but she couldn't get any liquid out of her eyes. She just looked at her son.

Mitchell had no feelings for the mother and looked back calmly, but was curious about the changes of her father at that time.

Didn't the mother break the partnership with the father? Why does he care so much about his mother?

At once, he rebuked, "it's not human yet!"

"Mother," cried Mitchell, indifferently

The expression on Chris's face was like sadness or joy, and suddenly there was a sense of relief in her heart.

All of a sudden, the hatred has faded.

Her soul had been buried in the soil for decades, and all emotions had been much lighter. If it hadn't been dug out, maybe in a few years, her memory would have disappeared completely.

Chris smiled at Mitchell with a quiet smile.

There was no reason for Saint Zachary's panic. He grabbed Chris and said, "you like to stay outside. I'll take you out."

Santa zachari strode out of the ice chamber with Chris in his arms. He didn't find that after Chris left the air conditioner, her skin quickly rose with black and purple corpses