She put her palms upward, sensing the surge of black water, the water in front of her began to rotate, forming a big vortex, as a huge bubble surfaced, Jiang Iris saw a white baby wrapped in the black bubble.

Curled up in a newborn posture, he couldn't see men and women, and he was already born with demon bones.

Reaching out to take out the baby from the blister, Jiang Yuan'er's face changed slightly, but Yun Li was beside her, she hurriedly collected her face, pulled off a skirt cloth and hugged the child, only revealing the baby's little face: "Wan Li, our child." ”

Wrapping the child in her arms, Wan Li's gaze really fell on the baby, still empty, but she felt that she was giving a reaction, Jiang Yuan didn't dare to hesitate, and said to him: "The child is hungry, let's go back, okay." ”

Wan Li hesitated, lifted his eyelashes, hung his hands at his side, and replied sluggishly: "Okay." ”

"Then you come with me."

"Okay."

Like a marionette, Jiang Kite walked for a while, and Wanli followed for a while.

Until the two disappeared into the farthest line of sight.

A hand suddenly climbed to the edge of the cliff, and the first step up of the bean curd fluttered its wings to cheer up the whole body hanging in the air.

It's smaller, and it has less strength.

It all relied on soy milk and a few big brothers and sisters to support the housemother, but the housemother didn't seem to have enough strength, and the little master was still tied on her back, so she couldn't climb up with the strength to eat.

"Twitter." Yuba asks for help from his unconscious mother.

The mother, who used to wake up, seemed to be asleep, and there was no response to its call, and the rotten bamboo screamed even more bitterly.

"Stop screaming yuba!" Zhao Chengcheng panted roughly, her expression was hideous because of the lack of strength, she climbed the rock wall with both hands, and could not find a solid support point under her feet, the rock wall was smoother than the ground marble.

The shallow pit pecked out by the soybean milk with the bird's beak is a temporary foothold, they are all tired, and they can't peck as deep as before, Zhao Chengcheng only has one toe in the pit to exert force.

Fang thought that he had died nine times for his life, but now he found that it was too early to be happy, and the coffin board had not been nailed to death, that is, the difference between seven nails and fourteen nails.

With an unconscious orb on her back, she took a deep breath, let out a loud cry and burst out with the last drop of strength, and stepped onto the edge of the cliff with one foot, and the yuba immediately tightened her shirt and pulled it behind her, and the other chicks also came to help, they looked like hummingbirds struggling to pull an elephant.

"Ahh The person who could only cheer herself up by shouting finally stacked one-third of her body on the cliff, she was lying face down and most of it was hanging outside, like an extremely mysterious balance, as long as the weight of a grain of dust was added, Zhao Chengcheng would fall into the black water again.

However, Zhao Chengcheng's limbs were exhausted, and the yuba and soy milk pulled her trouser legs, trying to make people move more to a safe place.

"Wow!" The child on her back suddenly cried, Zhao Chengcheng felt something kicking on her back, she secretly screamed that it was not good, the jewel writhed, and most of her suspended body suddenly tilted.

Do you want to flip it here!

Could it be that everyone dies is the leitmotif of the new story?

Zhao Chengcheng closed his eyes, feeling as if he was still a minute late for clocking in for work, but the elevator stopped layer by layer like magic, and he was helpless.

All she can do is accept it calmly, close her eyes, and as for Wan Li or something, Zhao Chengcheng will feed the dog as this nominal husband.

In a flash of thought, Zhao Chengcheng found that he seemed to have no sense of weightlessness after leaning.

She opened her eyes suddenly, shook her eyes, and hooked the strap with a backward force, dragging Zhao Chengcheng back to the cliff.

When her whole body was lying on the ground, she couldn't help but laugh for the rest of her life: "Hahaha, hahaha." ”

Of course, it was not Wan Li who saved Zhao Chengcheng, but another mother who was awakened by the poignant chirping of the cub.

Sure enough, only the mother knows the pain of being a mother, Zhao Chengcheng relieved himself, took out the secret pill of the hanging pot from the bag, more than a dozen in the sky and the ground are in her hands, and feed them one by one, the pill can repair the trauma and save her life, as for the spiritual root damage, there is no way.

Edamame and yuba took the medicine, and the coefficient turned back to the shape of a black chicken, and the peach saint who was the least injured woke up first.

His eyes wandered for a few breaths, and he sat up for a moment, and saw that his wife's back was stained with blood, and his face turned pale: "Daigo." Tao Shengzi checked his wife's pulse and found that a breath was still there, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and when his eyes wandered around, he didn't find his son, and he tensed up and said, "Zhao Chengcheng, where is my son." ”

Zhao Chengcheng, who was holding the child, didn't know, she didn't see another child: "I don't know, there are only a few of you left when you come up." ”

The demon gully was gloomy, they sat on the cold stone, behind them were the corpses of the building, and the bloody breath rushed to the nostrils, and nowhere did not show that it was not as simple as rheumatism and bone pain to stay any longer.

Zhao Chengcheng is a mortal, and he can't eat the Xianjia pill, but he has good medical skills, and she who eats different formula pills is like being beaten with chicken blood: "Save the person in front of you first, you go and wake up Zuiyou, the two of us can't carry the third person." ”

"He's the most seriously injured, and he won't wake up for a while." The peach son is still looking for his son, and the ground is full of dead things, and there are no babies.

As a father, he is anxious, and as a husband, he has to protect his seriously injured wife.

She understood his helplessness, and if backup could come, there might be hope.

"Can the person who answered come in?" Zhao Chengcheng asked this sentence, and felt redundant, the witch and the demon king are dead, the demon world will inevitably be in turmoil, and the two sides have just gone through a big battle, and each has suffered a lot of losses.

I also have to send reinforcements to go deep behind enemy lines to save people, heheda, Wanli is nowhere to be found, hope?

Hehe, you might as well believe that it is more realistic for the seven aunts and eight aunts to not urge marriage during the New Year's holidays.

Without delay, Zhao Chengcheng did not delay, and the peach saint picked up the armor of the demon army as a cushion, and used the peach saint's soft whip as a rope, and the two worked together to drag the drunk swim forward.

Along the way, Daigo occasionally sobered up, and when she saw her husband, tears came out of her eyes, she was not enough to breathe, and it was difficult to cry, let alone speak.

"Don't cry, we haven't gone out yet, it's too slow to walk on our feet." All the people were wounded, walked for most of the day, and saw a city, the guards inside actually cut the heads of the same clan in front of the city gate, Zhao Chengcheng was shocked and white-faced, Tao Shengzi explained that the killer and the killed were not of the same clan, but the appearance was similar, and there was a blood feud between the two clans.

It's just that he served for the Demon Lord to accept it, temporarily turned into a fight, and there was no less fighting with each other on weekdays, and now the dragons have no leader, and the new and old hatreds are counted together.

Zhao Chengcheng even saved the strength to complain: "You said that they don't have mounts over there or something, let's borrow them." ”

"I don't know, I'll find out when I dive in." Momo Seiko replied.

Sneaking in is a good way, but whoever goes, Zhao Chengcheng goes in, she is a mortal, which is equivalent to death, and the peach saint son goes in, and the remaining wounded and a mortal are also waiting for death.

Both horizontally and vertically are dead.

Zhao Chengcheng was too difficult, she and Tao Shengzi didn't make a sound, Daigo, who had just woken up, fell into a coma again, and the two knew that they had to leave immediately, if they didn't want to see someone close to them die in front of them.

Roar, roar.

Suddenly, a huge shadow was cast from above, Zhao Chengcheng hugged the child tightly, and the peach saint pressed his hand on his lips to signal her not to make a sound.

The two of them cowered in a crack in the rock, and looked up to see a huge tiger head monster hovering.

It had food in its mouth, Zhao Chengcheng guessed that it was foraging for food and came back to nurse the cubs, staring at the wide wingspan, she suddenly had an idea: "You said that we can ride it back." ”