The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife Chapter 1708: Not dead

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Cullen looked at it quickly, only to find that two people were standing not far from the lower reaches of the river.

During the night, Cullen couldn't see who he really came from, but only saw that his son's body had been robbed, and all the resentment and despair all broke out.

"Who are you ?!" Cullen rushed forward like a shell, already holding a machete in his hand, "Dare to move my son, I want your life."

However, it was not expected that the person was cut in half. Coulomb's wrist was suddenly held by someone, and a powerful and irresistible force came, making him unable to take a step or taking a step back.

Cullen raised his red eyes, aiming at a teenager with a scar on his face.

The teenager is wearing a big red shirt, with black hair flying gently, a pair of cold eyes shining in the night.

Cullen struggled several times without breaking away from the boy's shackles, and he turned to look at his son's body.

In the dim light, a girl knelt beside her son, flipped Qier's eyes with her hands, and touched her neck.

"Who the **** are you?" Cullen shouted anxiously, "You are not from our tribe? Where did you come from?"

Cullen said he was about to pick up the bone whistle hanging on his neck to sound the alarm, but before he touched the bone whistle, he was flicked slightly.

The bone whistle fell on the grass, but Cullen was still unable to move.

"Unknown, let him shut up, don't disturb me."

Cullen, who also wanted to yell and yell, was gripped around his neck. He blushed and tried to shout, but he was cold and ruthless, even smiling.

The owner of those eyes told him clearly, dare to make a sound, just wait to die.

Cullen's eyes were covered with bloodshot, and his anxious and panic eyes looked at the direction of the tribe, and his son.

Qier was lying on the ground, her chest still not undulating.

The young girl, after touching Qier's hand and neck and looking at her eyes, started to do strange moves.

She pressed her hands over Qi'er's chest, and drew close to Qi's mouth.

He even clenched his fist and beat it **** Qi Er's chest.

Cullen was listening to the cricket's voice, watching his son's body being insulted like this, and was going crazy.

He struggled desperately, with a beast-like roar in his throat, trying to end up with the two men.

However, the body is firmly controlled and cannot move at all.

The time passed by one minute and one second, just when Cullen couldn't bear the pain and despair, and wanted to die with his son.

He heard a sudden cough.

"Kee ... Kee Kee ... Woo ..."

Cullen's movement stopped suddenly, his eyes widened, and he looked incredibly far away.

The cold body of his son was lying there, but now, Qier frowned, making a hoarse cough, and slowly opened his eyes. Cullen never felt that there was a voice under the sky that would be more pleasing than this.

The teenager let go of his hand around his neck, and his narrow eyes fell on the girl, his eyes blinking dimly.

"Qi --- Qi ---!" As soon as Cullen was free, he rushed towards the boy and hugged it tightly, hot tears streaming down, You are not dead, great! Abba thought he would never see you again! "