Supernatural Rebirth Genius Girl Diviner

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Yang Zimei walked over, looking at the dragon day by day, and reached out and touched his slightly cold face, "The Lord of Death has just come. The souls that can be taken away by the Lord of Death are all good places, so rest assured. . "

"Sister-in-law, really? Mom will be fine?"

Dragon Chase wiped his tears and asked.

Yang Zi nodded his head, "The souls that can be driven away by the Lord's death to seduce him will either enter heaven and become angels, or they will have excellent reincarnation without going through the judgment of the King of Kings."

"That's great!"

Long chased the moon and laughed, "If the mother can become a fairy and an angel, she will certainly look after us in the air and accompany us. We are not without mothers, but we have gone away, right, sister-in-law, brother.

Yang Zimei and Long nodded at the same time day by day.

At this time, Xuehu woke up, opened her small black eyes and looked at her.

"Xuehu, are you awake?"

Yang Zimei cried cheerfully, holding it tight, "I was scared to death, thinking you would never wake up!"

"How long did I sleep?"

Xuehu asked her aloud.

His voice was no longer weak and weak, and Yang Zimei was at ease.

"Soon, just a few hours."

Yang Zimei was struggling to tell him whether death had come.

After thinking for a while, she finally decided not to say anything.

Xuehu looked at Long Zhuntian, seeing that his physical condition returned to normal, and asked in confusion: "Is he all right?"

"Well. The western black magic in him was originally irresolvable. But, Xuehu, do you remember the black rose star from the vampire family Euster I photographed at the auction in City B? I thought that the blood beads hidden in it happened to be the relics of restraint of black magic. "

Yang Zimei stroked his fur in guilt. "I knew this so I wouldn't need your injury to consume energy, sorry."

"It's all right."

Xuehu crouched slightly in her arms, then jumped out of her arms, "Girl, I'm going back to the room first, you guys are busy with you."

After speaking, he left his leg.

Yang Zimei asked Xiaoqian to follow up, and if there was anything wrong with it, he could report it in time.

"Brother, you and your sister-in-law must have a lot to say. My mother and I are leaving first."

Dragon Chasing Moon took Dragon off the shirt that wrapped the skull one by one every day, and walked away in a familiar way.

In the large courtyard, suddenly only one dragon left and Yang Zimei left.

The atmosphere suddenly freezes.

Yang Zimei quietly looked at the dragon in front of him day by day, looking at his broken arm, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

Long Zhutian may not have emerged from the sorrow of losing his mother, looking at Yang Zimei's eyes, with a bit of gloom.

Yang Zimei approached him, stretched out his hands, wrapped around his waist, pressed his face against his hot chest, and screamed softly, "By day!"

Long stretched out his one-armed arm day by day, holding her shoulders forcefully, pressing her chin against the top of her hair, her voice sad and dim, "brow, I'm a motherless child."

Yang Zimei frowned slightly.

She never imagined that she would say such a word in his mouth, and she felt sour and held him tighter, "You and me!"

"Ok."

Long answered every day and hugged her.

If she could see it at this time, she would surely find that in his accustomed strong and indifferent face, a child-like confusion appeared, a kind of confusion that lost her mother.

He couldn't weep like Long chasing the moon, only silent grief.

This fragility can only be revealed in front of Yang Zimei.

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