Xiyan and Liuhua were red and stitched the wounds to Yuebai with their eyes. Wuxu had stopped losing energy because they could not lose at all.

Wuxu picked up Xiaobao and wiped it gently with the only spring water, cut off the umbilical cord, and gently changed the little clothes that had been prepared for the child.

"Yue'er, I named the child. If it's a girl, it's Xiyue, and if it's a boy, it's Yuehui. Can you come and pick it up when you wake up?"

Xiyan listened aside and was already crying, and Liuhua held back her tears and continued to sew.

"Wait for me, I'll come when I go. I won't leave you again when I come back! I'll let you wait for me for the last time! OK?" Wuxu had no red eyes, and Yuebai and the child just fell asleep in his heart. He gently left a kiss to Yuebai and the child.

"Liuhua, Yuebai and Xiaobao are left to you. I have something to do!"

"Yes, the king!"

"Either Yuebai nor Xiaobao will die, you are not allowed to lose your face!"

"yes!"

Liu Hua looked up at Wuxu. The coldness was without any pressure, but it was soul-stirring. The king was right. The master would not die, and the master’s children would not die!

Liu Hua cleaned up his mind and completed the steps seriously. After all, Xiyan had never seen such a scene before, but she also bit her lips and held back her tears. Now is not the time to cry.

After leaving the Danfang, Wuxu stood in the courtyard. The people didn't dare to speak when they saw him.

"Book words!"

"Brother!!" Shu said and said good deeds.

"Leave it to you. Be sure to manage it."

"Brother, you?" Shuyan raised his head suddenly.

"I'm going to Yitian Mansion."

"Yes! Shuyan vowed to defend to the death!" Shuyan took the order.

Wuxu disappeared in place in an instant. Everyone here understood. I'm afraid...

【Yitian Mansion】

Bang! A body broke the only wall.

My grandmother spitted out the blood in her mouth and covered her left abdomen, afraid that her ribs were broken.

Why didn't this dead man who had been smashed by himself to die yet? How could he still move if there was a big hole in his chest?

Xihan was already smashed into the pit by him and had not recovered for a long time. He actually drew Xihan's Zhiyuan Tiangang to repair himself. Can Xihan still get up in this battle?

Grandma San felt that she was in trouble, but at present, she must not let this stinky man leave Yitian Mansion and cannot let him go out to harm him. Even if she wants to burn her mouth, she will be willing to do so.

The person in front of me began to repair his body with the naked eye. Damn it! Grandma felt like she was shaking and was a little overwhelmed. She was really old!

"Three girls, can you push me into a desperate situation! Haha... I admit that you are very strong. If that's the case," Mo Yan raised his hand and licked his thumb. "Although he's a little older, it's good to eat you. Hehe..."

Grandma Third raised her beautiful eyes and found that the person in front of her had disappeared. A giant hand suddenly grabbed her neck tightly, and through the hole in the man's chest, she could actually see the opposite side.

"Uh..." I couldn't breathe at all, my neck was about to break. Grandma San never felt so powerless. When he was abducted by him, his husband died in front of him to save him. "Han, I am still too weak to kill my enemy for you." Tears slid down from Grandma San's cheeks. "No, there is a way! You are absolutely not allowed to live! You are absolutely not allowed to touch Qing'er!"

Mo Yan held the neck of the third grandma Guizhi in one hand and carried it in mid-air. The other hand was still repairing, just a little bit so that he could start singing.

Of course, some people sang faster than him. A green light instantly split the arm that was tying his neck. The third grandmother disappeared in front of her.
Chapter completed!