Chapter 4395

The old woman held the baby carefully and looked at the Phoenix song with heartache: "God Emperor, Qingluo is here. The old slave will take good care of her. You should have a rest first. When you are well, you can accompany Qingluo well."

Feng Song's eyes returned to the baby's face.

Eyes burning, greedy gaze.

It seems that I want to keep the baby's face in mind.

So tender and tender.

I don't give up like that.

"There is no time." Her voice was very hoarse, as if it had been stifled by something, "mammy white, you know I don't have time. "

The old woman's eyes suddenly Red: "no, Emperor You'll be all right. "

She put the child in her arms in front of Fengge, choked and eager to say: "God Emperor, you see here, this is your child Are you willing to leave her alone

Feng Song pulled the corners of her mouth.

Seems to want to laugh.

But I can't lift half of my strength.

"Not willing to How can you be willing to... "

Her soft and inaudible voice, mingled in the wind, was inauthentic.

"But It's too late. There's no time... "

Feng Song closed her eyes in pain.

The glittering and translucent overflow from the corner of the eye, sliding down the cheek.

The old woman almost burst into tears.

Feng Ge adjusted her breath and asked the old woman to hold the baby and face her face.

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes again.

Suddenly, five fingers move.

Into his own heart.

Blood melts into her flaming robe.

The air seems to be filled with a strong smell of blood.

The old woman cried out, "God, what are you doing?"

The old woman is in a hurry and wants to put her child down to stop Feng GE's self mutilation.

But before he moved, he was called out by Feng GE's painful voice: "mammy white, don't move "

as soon as she spoke, her breath became disordered.

The wound involved in the chest, the pain is a pumping.

That originally pale face, at the moment, more pale.

There was no bloody white.

It's not just the old lady crying.

Even standing on the side of the night to watch the fall, tears can not stop to follow the corner of the eye.

The night is clear fall, can't control oneself mood completely.

Heartache can not be added.

Emperor Mo Xuan gently patted her back, gentle lips, kisses in her hair, gently pacifying her.

Until, Feng Song's hand, finally slowly stretched out.

In the palm of her hand.

Lie a crystal paste with blood.

The shape is similar to a heart.

Shining with the streamer of xuanbo.

When the old woman saw what was in the palm of Fengge's hand, her face immediately turned pale: "God Emperor, what are you doing? This is your Xuanxin jade! "

"In this world, there are only two shenhuang xuanxinyu."

Feng Song's voice, almost only left gas sound.

Even the slightest sound seems hard to make.

"One, in the clear body, the other is my one."

"Mammy white, I know my situation very well. I can't help it Stay with her. "

"It's the only thing I can do, and it's also What I have to do. "

Feng Song's voice, more and more weak.

Even the sound of Qi is a little erratic.

She flipped her palms.

The bloody Xuanxin jade was haunted by a mysterious wave.

Endless mysterious waves, lingering around.

Tight, fast, and orderly rushed into the baby's body.

The dazzling light filled the whole room.

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