Chapter 522： Brothers Hearth (77) (1/2)

Looking at Chen's weakness and watching her baby's gradual improvement are both a kind of torture.

Xia Qiu can only watch Chen crack the wound again and again, give him the spiritual spring water, and let him have 6,000 years of purple ginseng in his mouth ...

And his demon Xuan's cultivation is a serious injury, the devil's, the nether's ... Maybe Chen's cultivation is unstable, so the realm keeps falling, eyes closed, half leaning on Xia Qiu's arms, and losing too much The source of life, Chen now has only half of his instinct.

The blood of the magic spirit, the egg baby and Chen, like the balance of the saw, was originally evenly matched, but it changed suddenly when Chen slowly weakened.

The egg baby suddenly became active, and the blood overflowed from Chen Xin's mouth. No need for Xia Qiu's transfer. It floated in the middle of the air and then fell directly on the mandala, and then the huge black gas suddenly circled into a larger tornado, and swept from the sky. Throw it down.

”Chen! Chen!”

It seemed that he had lost his consciousness due to this sudden change. No matter how Xia Qiu called, Chen closed her eyes and leaned in her arms, and nothing happened.

And watching the magical spirit pour into the mandala again like a tornado, all previous efforts were wasted! Chen's effort is futile, and the baby will still die! And all this blame her!

Overwhelming self-blame and despair, holding Chen, watching the demons sweeping down, Xia Qiu laughed at her lips, kissed Chen in her arms, closed her eyes, and waited for all the cruel end.

But the enchanting spirit that came down lifted her up, like the gentle and gentle pair that swept around her, active and intimate.

Hemp ~ Hemp ~

They seemed to be calling on her with spiritual knowledge, and kept snoring into her body, all the magical energy passing through the meridians of the body, without blocking them.

At this time, Xia Qiu's realm began to rise again.