Chapter 877 (1/2)

Without time to argue with a fool, Huan Qingyan ran to the cave of Jimo.

The speed of going down the mountain is fast. I use my skills to skim the light and shadow. After half a column of incense Kung Fu, I ran to the cave of Jimo.

The Jimo family has been surrounded.

The array is open.

Jimoya fell to the ground and was unconscious. A mini dragon ran west between his wrists and wanted to come out, but it seemed sealed and couldn't get out.

Murong Xinnuo's crying.

The elders of Jimo family are rescuing Jimo.

Huan Qingyan has a big pain in his heart. What's the matter?

Before the past, your wife stopped her, ”my son is in a very bad situation. Don't get close to him. We don't want to see you. You've done this to him now. If you're conscious, you'd better leave now and don't hurt him again.”

Murong Xinnuo next to him said, ”in the middle of the night, in the long-life lamp of Jimo family, my cousin's lamp is almost out. The patriarch Wanli sent a message to us. We learned that from the information, my cousin has been unconscious.”

This is an explanation to fantasy.

A heart of Huan Qingyan hung up. When she sat uneasy in the middle of the night, she wondered if Jimo career was wrong

When she saw jimoya in such a coma, she couldn't help at all.

Only pain and desire to bear everything for him.

Huan Qingyan broke through your wife's obstacles, rushed over, held Jimo Ya's hand, and shed tears, ”Jimo ya, what's the matter with you? Don't scare me.”

His hands were cold and his body had no temperature. There were no other symptoms indicating that he was still alive except that the * * * * running mini dragon ran wild at his wrist.

The elders tried all kinds of methods to wake him up, but they didn't help.