Heavenly Star

“Running away?” The flaming dreams faded and the faint voice said: “How do you escape? Everyone here, even Pinger, can easily put me to death, how can I escape? What if we can get out of here? The world is big, and there's nowhere they can't find it. If he dies, even if he escapes, who can I rely on...”

“Sister...” Pinger's face also faded. She came under her short body and put her head on the belly of the flaming dream. "No, you really came at a bad time, causing your mother to die...”

“Sister, they will surely destroy your child. If they want you dead, if they want you here, if they try to escape, if they forgive you, they won't hurt you. If that's the case, why don't we try to escape, I... even if I don't want my life, I'll help my sister escape.” Pinger stood up and took it seriously.

“Thank you, Pine.” Flaming dreams shook the head again: “Go down first, I want to be alone later. ”

“Well, call me if you need anything.” Pinger looked at her worried for a moment before walking out softly.

After Pinger left, Flaming Dream endured for a long time tears finally gushed out, she gently said: “Where are you... we have children... it is our children...”

Time passed for a second in agony, and no one was ever here to disturb her dreams, and her fate no longer belonged to her, as it did to a prisoner awaiting trial.

The sunflower country has four seasons like spring, with very little snow even in winter. However, just in the evening, when the weather was only slightly cooler, the flaming dreams wrapped their hearts in a quilt and looked out of the window unknowingly at when it had fallen and the bigger the snowflake. She can care less about the cold, but she can't let the child in her belly get hurt.

As the night falls, the temperature is still dropping, and the snow is getting bigger and bigger, the windless snow is bright all over the night, and the thickness of the snow is not enough for anyone to kneel.

The door was pushed open “squeaky," and Tealeaf walked in with no expression. Behind him was a bowl of hot soup. In the flaming dream, his eyes dropped and his men's consciousness protected his abdomen.

Yan Xinming stood still not far from her, bluntly said: “Dream, this is the fertility pill prepared for you by Ghost Lady. Drink it first and then go to dinner with me.” After that, he shook his head and glanced at the screen. Pinger steps forward and puts the soup medicine in front of her.

Amphetamines? Flaming dreams incredibly raised her head, the hot, hazy soup pills were right in front of her, only the hands holding the soup bowl were shaking in shakes, and Pinger's painful eyes were telling her, "Don't ——”

“No, I don't!” Dreamwalker knocked the soup bowl in Screen's hand over the floor and jumped off the bed. That must not be called an amphetamine, but... an abortion pill!

“You…” Yan Xinming finally removed the disguise, revealed his angry face and grabbed it with one hand to Yan Xiao Dream: “You may not die, but the wild species in your belly must die, must die! ”

Flaming dreams fled in panic and begged: “Evening Tea, please let me go... If I can have this child, I will let you handle it and make a horse for you as a cow..."

“You dream, today, he has to die, uh... ah!” The tears of the flaming dreams made him burn in anger, punching her in the stomach like crazy punches. Flaming dreams shouted and his hands protected him, but he couldn't escape at all. Suddenly, a delicate figure blocked her, pounding into the tea.

Two punches collided, not much real force was used under anger to get Tealeaf directly out, the screen in front of the flaming dream bobbing, but biting the teeth did not move. She waved and broke the window apart, shouting, “Sister, go! It's snowing outside. This is the best chance God has given my sister. Let's go! ”

“Pinger...”

“Let's go! ”

“You cheap bastard, dare to hurt me.” The tears rose from the ground and looked dreadfully low. Pinger went out, pushed the dream, and then suddenly rushed up without fear. Flaming dreams bite your teeth, pressing down all sorrow, jumping out the window and diving into the snowy night.

In the Southern Emperor and the Northern Emperor Sect, even a maid of honor is no less powerful than the master of an ordinary gang, but how can her strength rival that of the Young Master of the Northern Emperor? With only three faces, Pinger was slapped out with less than 50% of his strength and jumped straight out the window. Suddenly, his feet sank and his empty body was pulled down by something dead. Pinger held his legs tightly and begged: "Young master, please forgive me..."

“Fuck off!” Yan Ying Ming's feet swung and Ping threw up blood. The next second, he had rushed out the window and followed the direction of the flaming dream.

The escape of the flaming dream immediately attracted the attention of the countless guards of the sect. A few breaths came to this side together. Flaming Ming roared: “Get lost, nobody in this direction! ”

He is so scandalous that he cannot be known. The roar, which belonged to the young lords, allowed those powerful breaths to retreat after a moment of hesitation. At this time, the wind suddenly reached behind the fiery and evening tea just about ready to lift up, he reached back and grabbed a jade chai in his hand. In this brief void, his legs had been held dead by Pinger again: “Young master, although I am sorry for you, but your adult is huge, let her go...”

“Get out of here!" Yan Xinming shook hard and heard a crisp broken bone, but his arms, which were tightly locked to his legs, remained open. He frowned and suddenly increased by a few points, finally throwing the screen out again. He suddenly took a breath and caught up in hatred with the snow rushing to the flaming dreams.

Heavy snow can reduce visibility and to some extent obscure a person's breath. But the snow is no different than the snow in front of such a sharp expert as Yan Ying Ming. After the chase of Yan Ying Ming, a few of the rising kung fu flaming dreams appeared in front of him, his heart shadowed and his palms struck her belly... what he wanted was not her life.

When the wind suddenly turned, Flaming Dream was hit in the front, his body flew out like a snowflake, a tearing pain coming from his lower body, over pure white snow, stained with scarlet.

“My child...” She was hit hard by a heavy hammer, tears in front of a huge blow, her eyes fainted and fainted in the snow.

At last, Tealeaf's handsome face showed a twisted smile. He was just about to come forward and suddenly a vast frozen pressure, like the pressure of Tarzan, came from the air. Tealeaf was frightened and so terribly stressed, he had only felt it from his father. Now he drank a blast, a flaming red air wave appeared on the surface of his body, concentrated his full strength, his hands pushed up into the air.

However, after his attack was sent, the pressure on him suddenly disappeared, and the flaming and evening tea was like a long and fierce punch on a swarm of flowers, not to suffer, and in front of him, suddenly a white veil with a demonic figure of snow clothes, she stood in the sky and snow, just as the ice and snow goddess created by the ice and snow, pure beauty suffocated. At the moment when Tealeaf fainted, the woman stretched out a snowhand and swung in the void.

Just now, the blooming flames and evening teams returned quickly ready to resist, but there was still no air wave flying in front of him, but I felt my body was getting colder and colder...

kā kā kā kā kā kā...

The cold ice suddenly condensed on the flaming tea without any warning, reaching a thickness of several meters between the eyes. Block him from death. This ice is not ordinary ice, but is infused with the power of powerful ice. Although it is a fiery tea with heavenly strength, there is no way to break free in a short time.

The woman walked to the flaming dream of fainting, touching her face with pity, and then pressed one hand against her belly. She sighed, "A moment of negligence, am I late...”

She waved her hands simultaneously, tied a thin layer of ice on the surface of the flaming dream, and then lifted her body, flying into the air and disappearing into a dark snow curtain.

“Even if I run out of everything, I will keep the only blood you have left...”

Shortly after she left, a heavy flame broke her soul like a ghost and stopped next to the ice-covered tea. Also at this time, the thick ice began to crack and was suddenly blown up and turned into a large piece of ice that flew out. Yan Ying Ming, who was free, gasped heavily and saw the father around him, he first stunned, then said: “A woman… a very powerful woman, I had no power to fight back in front of her. ”

The flame broke his soul and shook his eyebrows. “I already know who she is. No wonder I always felt a little weird in the snow. ”

“Snow... is she? ”

“Exactly. Only Snow Woman has this magic. The snow was made by a snowgirl, because in the snow, her breath blends with the snow, not you, not even me. Well, it's a snowgirl, actually, to find this place. What makes me even more confused is that she went through so much trouble just to take her away!” The worse and tighter the flaming eyebrows.

“Father, let's go after her, even if she is a snow girl...”

“If the snow woman is given enough time to prepare a snow, she will be invincible. The snowwoman in the snow is invincible because every snowflake can instantly be turned into her weapon of interest. She didn't hurt you. He didn't want to offend me, and we didn't have to mess with such an enemy. If she wants to take the girl, then take her away. She's blind!” The flames broke his soul and he turned back expressionless. If this time it is someone else, even other divine powerful, dare to trespass, he will never let it go, but the other side is the snow woman... In the far north, the cold and terrible, even if he breaks his soul there, his strength will be greatly discounted by the climate, whereas the snow woman can reach the peak of her strength, even if the North Emperor Zong is there, even if she wants to provoke it, she will pay the price. It's not worth it for a woman who's negative about them!

Unwilling to bite his teeth, Yan Xinming finally returned.

Chapter 222 Abyss, Insolence