Chapter 610

Zhao Wanxi, with a slight frown on her eyebrows, took a bite of the apple and calmed down. She looked solemnly at the Lord who stopped her.

Since Wu can't fight, she plans to argue with reason.

"Dear Lord, I have kindly accepted your son. Instead of being grateful, you intend to kill me and become a father. Is that how you set an example for amu? If you have any conscience, let me go now, I can let bygones be bygones. "

The black robed man's eyes were deep and cold, and fell on her ugly little face, like piercing cold.

This woman is very special. Not only is she ugly, but she also has the courage to speak.

From the man's low voice, his long eyelashes are slightly astringent, and his tone is softer than he imagined: "have you ever heard of wujizun?"

Zhao Wanxi's eyes are slightly tight. Wujizun is a mysterious Gang rising in the river and lake in the past two years. Among them, there are many experts and talents. It is said that wujizun is a God. He can take people's lives with a mouthful of saliva!

Is The man standing in front of her is the Supreme Lord?

As if from her ferocious red eyes to see through the mind, the black robed man's deep voice once again came: "it's me!"

Zhao Wanxi said that it's false if she's not shocked. The mysterious Supreme Lord is standing in front of her, and a mouthful of spittle can kill people?

Her eyes subconsciously staring at the man's thin black purple lips, the rumors She believes it!

"Well Can the Supreme Lord capture people at will? "

The woman cleared her throat, pretended to be calm and took another bite of the apple.

Under the silver mask, that pair of deep ink pupil staring at her, this tone, this look, inexplicably let his eyes a trance, some lost his mind.

Soon, the man's deep eyes once again infected with frost, low cold voice: "only you can let him speak!"

Along with the man's line of sight, Zhao Wanxi's eye light glances at a boy who clings to his leg. The eye light flows and suddenly understands what has come.

Last night, although the Supreme Lord ordered to kill her, he rescued her at the critical moment. It seems that his purpose is not to kill her, but to Force amu to speak!

A Mu's "no" still reverberates in his ears. This little boy is not unable to speak, but refuses to speak.

"Why?"

Zhao Wanxi looks at a mu and asks, then looks at the silver mask in front of her, waiting for the man to tell her the answer.

"He had been poisoned, causing damage to his vocal cords. Every word he uttered was burning and stinging, so he didn't want to speak. But if he refuses to speak, he will lose his voice soon. "

The speed of Wuji's speech was very slow, but Zhao Wanxi could feel that his vocal cords were also severely damaged. It was obvious that every word he said was just as burning and painful.

What did the father and son go through?

Zhao Wanxi understands the medical theory and the seriousness of it. She looks at amu. The little guy shakes her head and points to her throat, indicating that she doesn't need a voice!

A child of three or four years old, how can he realize how important voice is to people? Communication, especially children like amu who are not good at communicating with people, can not lose their voice.

"As long as the girl can help the child through this disaster, it will be considered that wujizun owes you a great favor. In the future, if the girl encounters difficulties, she will be sent!"