From small to large, Jing Zhaozhao has never felt so painful.

    She curled up powerlessly on the ground, her consciousness was chaotic, and she suddenly woke up after listening to Xiao Muye''s words.

    Like an old hen protecting the calf, she carefully protected her stomach and stepped back with a stiff body, "no, you can''t hurt my child! You can''t hurt him! "

    Jing Zhaozhao looked like a broken porcelain doll.

    Red blood oozed from the corners of her lips.

    There was a lot of blood on the back of her hand. She raised her hand and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. A large amount of bright red stained on her face, with a fragile sadness.

    Xiao Muye couldn''t help but take another step forward.

    He wanted to reach out and wipe the blood off Jing Zhaozhao''s face.

    Aware of his inability to control himself, Xiao Muye''s eyes became more and more gloomy.

    The thick shadow in his eyes quickly spread, and in a twinkling, it had covered his whole face.

    "Jing Zhaozhao, you and the evil seed in your stomach deserve to die! You''re all bleeding from Lin Niannian. You''re bleeding the dirtiest blood! None of you want to live! "

    "You can''t hurt him, you can''t hurt him..."

    The severe pain from the body made Jing Zhaozhao''s body shaky.

    She knew in her heart that if she passed out, maybe it wouldn''t hurt so much.

    But she dared not close her eyes.

    She was afraid that after she passed out, when she opened her eyes, the child in her stomach would leave her forever.

    Thinking of something, she said eagerly, "yes, the child in my stomach, he has my blood, but he also has less blood!"

    "Lu Shao, he... He saved your life. Please don''t kill his own flesh and blood?"

    Jing Zhaozhao has a soft temper. From small to large, she is a delicate and soft little girl.

    But she also has her own pride.

    She also knew that there should be gold under her knee. She could not grovel to others casually.

    But at this moment, she chose to kneel humbly on the ground and plead with Xiao Muye.

    Brother Muye... Thinking that Xiao Muye disagreed with her calling him brother Muye, Jing Zhaozhao quickly changed his words, "Xiao Shao, please, please don''t hurt him!"

    "I know you hate Lin Niannian and you hate me, but the child in my stomach is really innocent."

    "I am willing to give my life to you. When the child is born, I will give my life to you. Please, don''t hurt him, okay?"

    Tears blurred Jing Zhaozhao''s sight a little. She really didn''t dare to think that her brother Muye, who had been so good to her, wished she could never be doomed.

    People, if only they would never grow up.

    At least, if you don''t grow up, it will never hurt so much.

    But people always grow up. This pain is born with growth, and no one can get rid of it.

    For fear that Xiao Muye would refuse, Jing Zhaozhao clenched his teeth and knocked his head on the ground, "please!"

    Xiao Muye felt a terrible pain in his heart. Looking at Jing Zhaozhao''s shaky appearance, he almost couldn''t help coming forward and hugging her.

    Before his hand touched the back of her hand, Xia Xia''s sharp voice sounded in the air.

    "Brother Xiao, have you forgotten how Uncle Xiao and aunt Xiao died?"

    As Xia Xia''s voice fell, the temperature in the dungeon suddenly decreased, and Jing Zhaozhao''s heart completely sank to the bottom of the valley.

    Xiao Muye, he won''t let her children go!