His son does not need to be soft-hearted.

Whoever provokes him can be destroyed, he will come after all!

"I will tell the little master."

Xiaomi lowered her head and shivered.

A displeasure flashed on Emperor Cang's face: "This King is terrifying?"

He didn't seem to say anything and did nothing, why is everyone afraid of him?

Of course, these people are afraid of him, but if Yan Er sees such a situation, maybe ... he will also think that he bullied this little white tiger.

Xiaomi's face had a flattering smile: "Wang, how could you be terrified? This must be your illusion, but it would be better if you can take your breath away."

God knows that every time standing in front of Di Cang needs great courage, I really don't know how the master and the little master endured him.

"Ok."

Emperor Cang's frowned eyebrows were loosened. He really should practice how to converge his momentum. At least, in front of the person Xiao Yaner cares about, he can no longer be the same as before.

Otherwise, Xiao Yan'er will definitely be angry with him ...

Xiaomi's eyes widened in shock, did Wang agree?

While Xiaomi was still in shock, Di Cang's figure had disappeared, just like a gust of wind, without a trace, leaving it alone with a daze.

Halfway through, it turned around and pushed open the door and went in.

...

Inside the door, Bai Yan was still sleeping peacefully, and the sound of the conversation did not wake her up.

Doubts flashed in Xiaomi's heart. People who are so alert to their masters will wake up with a little voice. Why didn't she wake her up just now?

It took a long time for Xiaomi to realize.

It must have been Emperor Cang who wanted to give his master more rest, so when talking, he used a barrier to keep his voice out.

"Master, I'm sorry, Wang said I must contract with you."

Xiaomi's eyes showed a trace of guilt, and she secretly said in her heart.

If the master wakes up, he will not agree to the contract, so it can only be carried out secretly ...

...

Bai Yan was half a dream and half awake at this moment, she only felt a warm tongue licking her eyebrows, and then there was a powerful influx of her head, which seemed to stretch her memory.

Blood-stained sky, noisy battlefield.

This place is too familiar ...

Bai Yan's expression was a bit dazed.

She and Di Cang peeped into this place from the memory when she had a contract, why is she here now?

"Queen, these people hand over to me, you leave this place first, go find the king! Hurry!"

boom!

This sentence, crossing the long river of memory, like a sharp sword with a cone of heart, stabbed fiercely in Bai Yan's heart.

Her heart hurt like blood dripping, and countless sorrows and anger poured into her heart, making her heart almost unable to bear this kind of weight-bearing collapse ...

"no, do not want!"

Bai Yan seemed to have some memory coming out, raised his head in horror, and looked at the young man in a snow-colored gown standing under the void.

Countless sharp swords that can be pierced through the sky were shot from the void, and they were stiffly cut on the body of the snowshirt.

With his own body, he blocked all attacks for the woman who was seriously injured behind him!

At this moment, Bai Yan clearly felt the woman's emotions, the same grief, collapse ...

And she could recognize it in a flash, the woman who was protected by the snowshirt boy behind her was herself!

Why?Why is there such a picture in her memory?Let her grief and indignation, painless life!