The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor Chapter 975: Desperate?

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Let's not talk about Huan Qingyan and the child's life or death, but that Mrs. Ru kidnapped Huan Qingyan with Jimoya on his back, and also tried to **** her child away, even leaving her mother. After the incident was revealed, he actually attacked the killer and destroyed a mountain directly to cover his deeds.

It's so cruel, so ruthless, and doesn't care about the feelings of mother and child. It exists in the Jimo family, it is a time bomb.

Jimo Kaiyuan immediately turned all the information into a spirit crane and flew towards the Jimo family.

Over there, Jimo Yifan sighed. Seeing Jimo Ya so depressed, their elders watched him grow up and taught with one hand, and they couldn't bear it.

One step forward, he also lifted the stone silently, looking for it.

Although he sensed that under the gravel, there was no sign of life, and he refused to make Jimoya give up.

Looking at the child's paranoid look at the moment, I'm afraid that if he brings it up, the child will go crazy!

It's a matter of love, torture!

Jimo Yifan can sense that there is no vitality under the gravel, can it not be sensed by Jimo Ya?

Of course he knows, but he can't believe it, he can't stop!

Maybe, maybe Xiaoyan and the child are still alive? Just live, just live...

After Jimo Kaiyuan sent Linghe, he looked at everything in front of him that was enveloped in a silent and depressing atmosphere of sadness. Fortunately, his heart was like still water, everything could not touch his heart, and he could only sigh.

As soon as I was about to say something, I saw the colorful lights in the sky flashing, and the colorful argali fell from the sky, and a familiar figure came into view, Lai Sheng.

Jimo Kaiyuan immediately greeted him and explained the matter in a few words.

Laisheng nodded, and after a careful search with divine consciousness, with a wave of his hand, a pile of gravel not far away was lifted up, revealing a huge pit.

In the pit, there was a child who was covered in black and breathless.

Jimoya rushed over, shaking his hands, not daring to stretch it out. The red gold silk soft armor and eight-treasure purple cloud pattern waistcoat wrapped around this child were not exactly what Huan Qingyan was wearing?

All these protection items are given to the child, what about the phantom face?

Jimoya's eyes turned black for a while, and his chest was dull. He clutched his heart, staggered, and almost fell to the ground.

"Where is Xiaoyan? Where is Xiaoyan?" Jimo Ya looked around somewhat blankly.

Not far away, Bai Chenfeng saw the movement here. He was already exhausted and struggling to stagger, moving towards this side anxiously.

Laisheng couldn't stand it anymore, and walked a few steps to Jimoya's side, reached out his hand to pick up the child, and carefully observed it, his face was painful: "It's also my Jimo family bloodline anyway, take it back and talk about it. "

Jimoya blinked, and it took a long time to react: "This is the blood of my Jimo family? My child?" At the end, his voice trembled.

Laisheng glared at him dissatisfiedly: "Isn’t this nonsense? Of course it’s the blood of my Jimo family. I was just born, and I was so talented that even the sage was alarmed. You can count it, it’s just born. The life and death catastrophe, this sage hurried over, who knows it is still a step too late!"

Jimoya trembling hands, trying to touch the child, but halfway through his hand, he dared not move forward.

He didn't know what it was like at the moment.

Pain? despair? Guilty? Mixed together, almost crushing him.

He always thought that Huan Qingyan was pregnant with a child of a monster, and he wanted to let Xiaoyan get rid of the child...