Evil Prince, Come Play With Me

She didn't want to suffer so much, even if she held her in her hand in the future, she didn't want it, it was too painful.

She wants to be free.

Su God was tired of knowing that this was the most abusive time, under his feet was a rapidly flowing river. There was a bitter cold wind on it, and he was flying fast. Forgive him for not being able to bear this kind of stimulation himself.

But he can't stop, it's more dangerous to stop two people.

He only wanted Baoyaolian to survive.

But Bao Yao Lian obviously didn't want any better assurances from him, he didn't wake up.

Su Shen was tired of pushing hard and accelerating the speed.

At this time, if there is a charm of Bailu, he can be faster, and Baoyaolian can be guarded.

Su Shen was annoyed by Wan Wang for the first time.

Still this pain will soon be over. Su Shenzhen stopped on the cliff of the cliff and placed Baoyaolian on the ground, giving her spiritual power.

Kiss her head down, hoping to warm her up quickly.

He doesn't know what he's in the mood for right now, all he knows is he doesn't want Sullian dead.

His majesty, deceitful, anyone dares to take the list, can accomplish it, there is nothing he cannot do.

How could you want to save a woman to die in his arms?

Baoyaolian's body was cold and even her lips were as cold as ice. Su Shen was bothered to pry open her teeth and give her some spiritual power.

Together, I hope she warms up.

But Baoyaolian was actually in a coma, and now he has no consciousness.

Su God hurriedly let the following life fire: “Make a fire, make a bigger fire, burn a little more. ”

“Less... Less reverence, at this time the fire will only reveal its whereabouts. ”

They dare to make fire and cook only a very small fire.

“If you go, I'll be afraid of them. ”

Women can't keep it. They don't have to be exposed to anything. They have to fight for their lives.

Su God's annoying roar made his men dare not make any more noise. He set the fire on fire.

The spiritual power is even better, and the body of Yiu Lian is less hot, because she is already poor in spiritual roots, and can't attract much of his spiritual power.

Only the most primitive way.

When the fire burned, Su Shen tired of holding Baoyaolian to the side of the fire. The flame lit on Baoyaolian's small and delicate face. Su Shen's worries flashed a little pain.

Hidden, but painful.

“Sullian, if you are going to die like this, you will feel wronged yourself. Wake up quickly. What you say is still valid. Wake up and your honor will promise you anything. ”

Su God was tired of patting her face, and his anxiety appeared on his face.

The people next to him dared not make a sound. Su Sheng was hard on his scalp: “Young Master, let Su Cheng take a look, he knows some medicine. ”

“It doesn't work, my lord has fed her Lindane. ”

The local Lindane is also refined by the highest alchemist, the imperial quality, the critical moment can save lives.

But it can also hang people's lives. If Baoyaolian can't wake up, he may really be hopeless.

“Let Su Cheng take a look. There may be some countermeasures. You can't scream like this. ”

“Why not? Sullian listens to her best. When she wakes up, she will wake up.” Su Shenzhen continued to pat Baoyuolian's face: “If you don't wake up, I'll spoil another woman when I get back. ”

But the threat is useless, and for a woman who's dying, spoiling everything is cloudy.

Su Cheng walked up: “Young Master, let his subordinates break the pulse. ”