Chapter 1183 (1/2)

Yan Xiaoru broke his right leg and suddenly fell to the ground. The intense pain made her small face distorted, and she was unwilling to look at the warlord.

Once upon a time, the violent and ruthless man has returned.

The eldest lady looks at Yan Xiaoru in horror, her whole body shaking like a sieve.

”Xiaoru, Xiaoru...”

maybe it was her daughter's tragedy that inspired her mother's love. She suddenly growled at the Han Jue and said, ”Han Jue, how can you treat her like this? Even if you don't look at the monk's face, you still want to see the Buddha's face? I have raised you for so many years. You don't want to repay me. How can you hurt my daughter? ”

The icy soul of Han Jue cast his sharp eyes on the lady. His big hands like pincers suddenly pinched the lady's throat and roared: ”you are not worthy to be a mother. You use the amnesia of me, hurt my Zheng Ling, you will die, I hate

The first lady looked at the handsome face of Lord Zhan, and suddenly came to realize it.

From the moment she provoked Yan Zhengling, she gave them a complete separation of mother and son.

”Han Jue, Zheng Ling is ill, go to see her quickly...” the eldest lady's sudden kindness turned into straw to save her.

Warlord angrily left his wife and arranged his clothes. He rolled away like a whirlwind. Remember the website m.luoqiuzw.com

the first lady touched the five red finger prints on her neck in fear. She felt that she was very close to death just now.

Lord Zhan almost killed her.

At the moment, the doctor recognized his position in the eyes of the cold Lord: compared with Yan Zhengling, she was really nothing.

Yan Xiaoru curled up on the ground like a dog, her face desolate and her expression of despair.