Chapter 364

Don't know why, a kind of not very good premonition rises.

"Well, it's him."

Ziqianmo didn't shy away. He nodded, pointed to the little slave boy across the crowd, and said, "qianjue little sister, I think he is very familiar and kind, just like my own son, and it seems that I have known him for a long time."

Qian Jue was so shocked that he could not say a word for a long time.

His Highness the demon king said little, which is known to the whole demon family.

She even said so many words at one time for the sake of a golden pupil young slave she met for the first time. Even her tone was not usually cold, but contained rare warmth.

Qian Jue murmured in his heart -- what's the origin of this golden pupil boy?

In Qian absolutely shocked in a daze of this moment, purple Qian Mo has pushed away the crowd, appeared in front of that golden pupil youth.

Jintong was hiding behind the two slaves.

Ziqianmo pushed away the two slaves who blocked her sight.

then.

She held out a hand and handed it to the boy. Her lips opened slightly

"You, come with me."

Four words.

But it completely shakes the heart, lung and soul of Jintong little boy.

He stares at the white hand. He can be sure that it is the most beautiful and beautiful hand he has ever seen in his life!

She... Let him go with her

Isn't this really a dream?

Golden pupil young man suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched his thigh.

Hiss——

The intense pain reminded him that it was all reality.

He's not dreaming!

This beautiful little sister really wants him! Free him from the traffickers and take him home!

The chest was filled with blazing ecstasy.

The young boy of golden pupil trembled all over excitedly.

Very slight shaking.

He raised his head, almost tears in his eyes, looked at ziqianmo, hesitated to give her his dusty hand.

"I..."

After a fierce psychological struggle, Jintong still hides his hand behind his back.

Don't stain her.

She's so pretty, so clean.

"Can I really go back with you?" Voice, a little hoarse, with a trace of fanatical expectations.

Ziqianmo nodded.

I don't know why, seeing the young man's careful appearance that he wanted to go with her but didn't dare to go with her, she would feel very sad.

At the bottom of my heart, a voice told me: he shouldn't be like this!

As Bai Ze, you can observe Qi Yun and all kinds of Qi Yun.

Ziqianmo looked a little, and was surprised.

The golden pupil's luck, except for his lack of purple and gold monarchy, is the best of all. Fortune, wealth, family, parents, especially parents, is so dazzling that even the sun feels inferior.

It's contradictory.

A young man with such strong parents should live under the protection of strong parents and have no worries all his life.

How could he become a slave, leaving a stigma on his body and being sold by black hearted merchants on the street?

wait a minute!

Ziqianmo suddenly found out that among all the best luck, the peach red luck of the little boy with golden eyes seemed to be very gloomy.