Chapter 755

The chill of snow stabbed her bones, but she didn't feel it. Without that person, she would not feel it.

It seems that the person doesn't exist and the child doesn't matter. It's better to say that she is willful or not sensible. She only wants him, but only him.

There seems to be a cold smell in the air after a gust of wind.

Gong Yimo's spirit suddenly vibrated, and then he drove the snow away in a crazy way. The white and tender fingers were red with cold. Finally, she found a dress, but it was only a dress.

It was stained with blood, but the color was already dim.

This is the clothes of Miya!

Gong Yimo burst into tears!

"Asshole! You're here! Why don't you come out to see me? You must be alive, right? How could you die? "

She cried, as if to cry out the grievances of this month!

"I want you to live! How about you show up? I'll leave when I see you alive! "

She knew the reason why Gong Jian didn't see her. He was disfigured, his martial arts were lost, and he was going to die of old age. She would not appear in front of Gong Jian.

But she just wanted to see him, even if it was hard for her, but only once

She said a lot of things off and on, and cried for a long time, but she was still the only one in this space. Sometimes, without the one who would wipe your tears, tears would become worthless.

But the tears still can't be stopped. Gong Yimo didn't even think of it. One day, she will become such a person who loves to cry. A little stimulation will make her sad and terrified.

Holding the clothes tightly, she whispered to herself.

"How about coming out? Recently, my child has been kicking me all the time. My stomach is hard, my feet are up, and I'm not comfortable..."

"My heart is empty. I don't think I can survive the day when I have a baby. Would you come out and let's die together..."

In the dark, Gong Qian was shivering. He wanted to move several times. He was held down by an old man with white hair. He looked very funny.

"I'm dying..."

Gong Yimo sadly buried her head between her knees, cried for a while, and finally fell asleep. She didn't sleep for such a long time, and her internal power was exhausted again and again. Each time, she could only sleep for a while if her internal power was exhausted.

At the same time, the white haired old man finally let go of the pressure of palace discernment.

Gong Qiao immediately embraces the cold little man.

His sister Huang is pregnant, but she is light

As soon as I think of it, Gong Qian's heart is like a knife cut, and his eyes are red, staring at the old man.

At the beginning, he ran out of oil and wanted to leave. He didn't let sister Huang watch him die. When he was about to die, he met the old man. He didn't know how to kill him. He survived.

The old man said he had a way to recover his body, but only if he had to listen to him.

Gong Qiao agrees, who knows that the other side seems to deliberately tease him and Huang Jie, always attracting Huang Jie to chase him, and then pressing him to watch in the dark.

Several times, when he saw that the palace was exhausted with foam, lying on the tree for a rest, or using snow to quench his thirst, he wished to kill the old monster who had lived for many years!

"You are too violent. How many times have I said that you should be calm and calm. The skill of wind and nature is not used like this by you. Do you want to be good?"

"Why should I watch her suffer?"

This is the most intolerable thing for Gong Zhi! Every time, he wanted to hold her in his arms so that she would not suffer so much, but the old man deliberately tortured them like this, and his strength was terrible. Now, sister Huang is also in an incarnation, and he didn't even realize that they were around her.

Hearing Gong Qian's question, the old man said with a smile, "heaven forbid to reveal."

Gong Zhi doesn't care about him any more. He holds Gong Yimo in his arms. At this time, he has no internal power, so he can only rub her body with his hands to get hot. Gong Zhi is surprised to find that no matter how he tosses, Gong Yimo doesn't wake up, but nests in his arms like a kitten, which makes people feel inexpressible.

It seems that he knows what Gong Zhi is thinking, the old man explained, "she was forced to the Ninth level by you. Only by exhausting her internal power repeatedly, can her foundation be gradually stabilized and not become possessed."

Gong Qian did not know if he heard it. His hands were loose and tight.

Once holding his beloved, he can no longer let go

"Sister Huang."

Gong Qiao wants to reach out to touch her face, but before his hands touch her, he stops. His hands are clearly a pair of old people's hands. Not only that, his face is also full of wrinkles and vitality. His appearance at this time is actually an old man

What qualification does he have to touch her?

So although he wanted to appear in front of sister Huang hundreds of times after he was hanged back by the old man, even though the old man didn't suppress him, did he really dare? As it is now?

"Can I really be ok?"

Gong Zhi seems to be asking others and himself. He looks at the woman in his arms and knows for the first time that he is unwilling to die."It's up to you to make it up."

The old man touched his beard. He looked like a fairytale.

"Why I want you to follow her, why I don't want you to show up, it's all a kind of experience, you will understand later."

At this time, Gong Qian did not want to listen.

He wore a mask, only a pair of eyes, as always, staring at her face, the Dark Jade like eyes gradually dim.

Suddenly, the old man said, "it's time to go. She's about to wake up."

Gong Qian didn't want to leave. He had a chance. He didn't want Huang Jie to look for him again.

"Let's go!"

The old man suddenly frowned and hurried.

At this time, Gong Yimo seems to hear something, no, it should be what she feels, which makes her frown deeply between half dreaming and half waking.

"Don't go..."

There was a whimsical sound in her mouth, and her fingers moved as if to grasp something.

Her voice made Gong Qian unable to leave her for half a minute.

The old man suddenly snorted, "you want her to see you now? A 70 year old man, or a waste that will die at any time? "

Gong Qian's hand tightly holds her hand. He doesn't want to be seen by her. He wants her to think of his past, but he can't leave!

Maybe she felt his temperature, Gong Yimo even opened her eyes, but she was so tired that she even thought she was dreaming!

She saw a man holding her, the man with shining white hair and mask, but he had the same eyes as Miya.

"Gong Qiao..."

She reached out to uncover it, and Gong Zhi hurriedly avoided it. At this time, the old man suddenly put out his hand and let Gong Yimo fall asleep again. However, she didn't want to sleep. Her fingers clearly touched his mask, and clearly uncovered his mask, but why can't he see clearly?