Bao's words made Bai Xue's nose sore and she almost shed tears.
How could this child be so sad when he spoke.
Bai Xue walked to A Bao and hugged him in her arms.
She lowered her head and found that his robe was wet, as if it had been splashed with water.
She lowered her head and looked up again, and saw that A Bao's eyes were as red as a rabbit. , tears are still falling down.
"Abao, if you want to cry, just cry."
He was crying so quietly.
If he hadn't seen such red and swollen eyes, he would have thought that Abao wasn't crying.
"Ah Bao didn't cry.
Ah Bao drank water and poured it all over his body.
Dad said that men don't cry.
If they cry, they can't protect their mother."
The tender little milky voice is the choked sobs that are tried hard to hold back, the forbearance at a young age.
"No, Abao."
Bai Xue wanted to comfort him, but she didn't know how to comfort him.
After all, he had never comforted anyone before.
Abao stretched out his hand to wipe away his tears and looked up at Bai Xue, "Uncle Bai, what must I do to make my parents wake up?
Abao is willing to do anything."
"I don't know either, their injuries are too serious."
Bai Xue answered very carefully, he was reluctant to deceive little Abao.
Really, they were at the center of the spiritual riot, and it was already a miracle that they survived without losing their arms or legs.
Although he didn't know what happened at the last moment of the explosion, it was really It's a miracle.
If the eldest brother is here, maybe there is a way.
Listening to Bai Xue's words, A Bao curled his lips, bit his lower lip, and lowered his head, "A Bao will kiss them every day, so that parents will wake up."
Bai Xue stroked Abao's little head distressedly, "Abao, please cheer up, it's your grandmother's and grandfather's funeral."
Speaking of this, Bai Xue couldn't bear to talk anymore.
Feng Shu and Shen Borui were dead, their bodies were blown to pieces.
What was sad was that their hands were interlocked with their fingers.
They trusted the wrong person, but paid such a heavy price.
Although they died together with Bi Ling, this was not what the sister-in-law wanted.
What's even more pitiable is that Po lost his grandparents all at once, and now his parents are in a coma and may never wake up. if Forget it, there are no ifs, things have already happened, any assumptions are useless.
It's better to take good care of A Bao and find a way to wake them up, otherwise A Bao will be pitiful.
Shocking temple.
Su Jingfeng's face was pale, and he was almost dying, sitting in the black gold coffin.
Outside the hall was a sky full of stars, and the dim moonlight spilled in.
He ran away quickly, but he was still caught up by a red shadow coming out of Abao, and he almost died in the hands of the red shadow.
The magic power was very powerful, and it was only part of it.
Who is that person?
How could he be so powerful?
How could he come out of Abao's body?
"King."
Su Xue came in, bowed and shouted.
"How's it going?"
Su Jingfeng put away his fear of the red shadow and asked Su Xue weakly and coldly.
The fragrant bamboo forest was razed to the ground, and he was worried about Yun'er.
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"The queen is unconscious.
I'm afraid she won't wake up again." puff As Su Xue finished speaking, Su Jingfeng suffered internal injuries and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"king" Su Jingfeng raised his hand, "Tell me what's going on."
What happened after he escaped?
The spiritual power was rioting, Yun'er was unconscious, and he might not wake up: