The man's cool breath swept in and snorted into his nose.

Bao's body trembled slightly, so half the red eyes slowly returned to the ice blue.

Subsequently, he heard in his ears the rare low and gentle voice of a man.

“Don't be afraid, I won't let them hurt you. ”

Bao stared at the man in front of him, his gaze slightly focused, and eventually the Emperor shone his beautiful face into the curtain.

Originally, the ice blue eyes were restored and the circle of eyes was a little red.

Tears couldn't help but fall from the orbit.

“Stop crying! How can a man cry when he's a big husband? ”

The emperor frowned and dismissed his tone, but gently rubbed his tears himself.

Bao held his hands around his neck and buried his head in his neck.

The little body trembled slightly.

The burning tears fell on the skin of the emperor along his neck, and his heart was a little sour.

It's really weird.

The old emperor was so ruthless, he would never mourn anyone's anger.

But in the face of Mu Yan, in the face of this little guy, there is no way for him not to beat the pain in his heart and drown.

Even this little guy, he hates, Muay's "ex-husband” son.

The emperor clumsily patted Bao's back gently, his voice rarely soft, “Okay, don't cry. These people who bully you, Daddy will never make them feel better. ”

Bao lifted his little face with tear marks and choked: “But, Mo camp, uncle... uncle, they were all so badly hurt because... because of Bao! ”

“Master, we're fine!” Feng Haitang has a weak voice in his ear, "we have many young ladies left behind the Xuan medicine, we will not die. ”

“Cough... yeah! Even if there are still some injuries now, but as soon as the lady returns, after she heals, we can live the dragon tiger. Maybe we'll get lucky! ”

This time with Po, the Mo camp leader - Guan Tiger laughs and hips.

Everyone else wiped the blood off their mouths, indicating that they were fine.

Even Cold Night and Shadow Mei can't help but admire the magic of Miss Muyan's herbal medicine.

The injuries inflicted on these people are, in fact, very serious.

Even if it's fixing the mainland, it could be a dead end.

Not to mention the martial arts continent, which has no spiritual power to repair itself.

But when they drank the Xuan medicine Mu Yan prepared for them, they actually saved their lives.

Though the wounds are still a little heavy.

But as they say, whenever Muang comes back and treats them with a piano tone, they can heal anytime, anywhere.

Everyone who sees Camp Mo lives well.

Uncle Shen Jinglin shook up and touched his face with pity.

Baby's tight body slowly relaxes.

As for those in black, they had long been dried over by Shadowy and Cold Night.

One broke his arm or leg, or he wore a stomach, and his whole body broke, and he couldn't die for a moment and a half, but it was a thousand times more painful than death.

Especially Yingmei.

She regretted that she had failed to protect Miss Jun so much that she disappeared.

Today even Miss Jun's only flesh and blood, her little owners were almost mutilated.

This led to a sudden surge in brutality factors on her body.

All the anger, all of it, spilled on these black men.

Nowadays, the only thing still intact is Zhuhai, suspended in mid-air by emperors.