Chapter 2999
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Crying Won't Help (3)
Zhen Xiaoxiao seemed to have seen his mother's face clearly, but at the same time, he could clearly feel his mother's smile on him. It was gentler than the one Night Vine gave him.
As for why his mother looked so small, other than the tall red-haired Godfiend beside her, the most important thing was that there were three adult men standing in a row behind her!
They were only slightly shorter than the red-haired Godfiend.
The man on the far left was fat and honest, as if he was possessed by a bear. He must be the boss of the bears, wolves, and dogs.
As for the man standing in the middle, his gaze was arrogant and cold. It was as if when the sun shone on him, the temperature would suddenly drop. However, it was this fellow who was as arrogant and cold as a wild wolf who would actually crack a smile when he saw her.
The third person on the far right was neither fat nor thin. He had the most well-proportioned figure among the three. When he saw him, his eyes were filled with love even before he spoke.
Tears flowed non-stop. At that moment, although Zhen Xiaoxiao knew that everything was an illusion, he could not help but feel his heart palpitate. If his willpower was any weaker, he would have probably stepped on the male protagonist's face and jumped up, hugging his father's neck tightly!
"Don't go! Just watch. "
At that moment, a smooth arm suddenly stretched out from the soft couch behind him and wrapped around Zhen Xiaoxiao's waist with familiarity. The man got up, and his gentle but firm breathing warmed Zhen Xiaoxiao's ears.
This was … Small Gruel …
Although he did not turn his head, the touch, the sound, the close contact, and the scorching temperature of their bodies were all Daze Porridge's.
With tears in his eyes, Zhen Xiaoxiao looked around. He did not know when, but the pavilion he was in seemed to have become as spacious and beautiful as a palace. It was as if he and the graceful figure in front of him had been separated into two different worlds.
Around the soft couch, there were two extremely powerful forces!
On the left was a silver winged horse panting softly. On the right … a golden-red True Scaled Lion Emperor seemed to be sleeping, but there was golden light flowing between its half-opened eyes.
Zhen Xiaoxiao's heart was boiling.
He did not know what kind of strange dream technique Dai Cong had cast on him, but as long as he asked the Dao in his dream, a wisp of his consciousness would follow him closely.
It was as if karma had been tied together. It was the same for Canyang, Maple, and Crimson Dew's Netherworld Execution Technique.
"Heh, Zheng Xiaoxiao, it's useless to cry now. Not only has Brother Tian discovered your embarrassing matter, but the Patriarch, your mother, and your brother have also clearly seen your affair with this wild man. Why don't you hurry up and commit suicide to atone for your crimes? Do you want all of Li Yan to laugh at you? "
Although she felt that there were more people than she had imagined, when she saw the tears rolling down her opponent's face, Red Dew Flower was filled with pride at having control over Zheng Xiaoxiao's life soul.
The more prideful an opponent was, the harder it would be for them to accept that they had fallen from the sky into the mud after losing the clear line between reality and illusion.
Although the fantasy of a house fight was unbearably vulgar, one had to admit that the effect was amazing.
Ordinary women could not bear to lose their reputation.
Rather than becoming a joke, it was better to have their hearts destroyed.
The Crimson Dew Flower had once relied on a similar illusory technique to easily take the lives of many human experts, and on the eve of their deaths, she had fully tasted the fear and resentment in their hearts.
(End of this chapter)
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