Stranded on a Deserted Island, What to Do?

What happened in the empire this year is more thrilling than what happened to her and White Pillow. Hua Mu was frightened by the fear and gradually understood the deeper reason why her aunt was pregnant-really to stabilize people's hearts.

In other words, does it matter who the father of the child is?

Hua Mu thought this way and felt very distressed to her aunt.

"Your father is still commanding at the front, so I didn't rush to see you in time."

Hua Mu expressed understanding, and at the same time noticed another strange thing that he ignored.

"Aunt, what about the leader?"

Because the leader's sense of presence is too low, at first she didn't feel anything missing from her aunt. But when talking about war, Hua Mu suddenly thought of her. She heard White Pillow say that the leader is an extremely powerful being and an important shield to protect the empire.

But of course when she asked this sentence, she saw that her aunt gave birth to a look she had never seen before.

The flower cluster seemed to remember something heartache, frowning tightly with her lips closed.

"Aunt?"

Hua Mu noticed that she was wrong and cried out carefully.

The queen looked up at her like she was awake at first, but the answer was not her question.

"Mu Mu, don't you want to see the white pillow? She has already arrived in the Imperial Capital."

This sentence really took away all of Hua Mu's attention.

"Is she here? Where? Me, can I see her now? Aunt, will you let me see her now?"

She was anxious, and when she lifted the quilt, she was about to get out of bed.

"It's no problem if you want to see her, but there are some things I need to tell you ... White Pillow's condition is not very good."

The worse it is, the more anxious Hua Mu is, the more she wants to see her.

"What's wrong with her? Was she injured? Didn't you say there was no life threatening?"

"Although there is no danger ..."

"Auntie, please take me to see her soon, I'm completely well."

Hua Mu's eyes were filled with tears and anxiety.

"I will take you there, but you need to be mentally prepared. She is now ... very different from the past, and her mood is not very stable ..."

"Aunt!"

No matter what the white pillow becomes, she doesn't care.

Huamu has also been to the Neta Hospital several times, but it was the first time that he knew there was a research institute underground. She followed behind the flower clusters, watching the numbers finally stay at -2, and her heart became more and more nervous.

It is said that it is very different from the past, but it is only two days later. What difference will there be? Is it hurt? still is……

"Mu Mu, you must keep calm later, you are not allowed to act without your aunt's permission, you know?"

Hua Mu realized the seriousness of the problem and nodded cleverly.

As soon as she got out of the elevator, the nameplate of "Whistling Emergency Response Center" appeared in front of her. Huamu had a bad hunch in her heart, and the cluster of flowers had led her to the door. Chen Guan and Shen Mengxin came out and led the two to the observation room. Shen Shihe was recording what was in his brain.

"... The subject has entered the meeting room and is currently in a stable mood. There are no significant changes in vital signs, heartbeat and blood pressure are more than 50% higher than the normal value under the sentinel state, reaching the critical point of danger."

"Pick up."

Shen Shihe had seen the two long ago, and insisted on recording his last sentence before turning to say hello to Huatu and Huamu.

"Your Majesty, you come, Mu Mu hasn't seen you for a long time."

"Aunt Shen ..."

Shen Shihe ’s mother and Huatu ’s father are cousins. The Shen family has always been very dependent on the royal family as the emperor of the empire. Shen Shihe has watched Hua Mu grow up since childhood, and the relationship is very close.

Hua Mu vaguely knew the nature of the work of this aunt, and could not wait to ask: "Where is the white pillow? Did something happen to her? I want to see her!"

Shen Shihe glanced at the flower cluster, saw her nodded, turned around and turned on the surveillance projection, and the scene in the meeting room soon appeared in front of several people.

The meeting room is a place for confinement personnel who are in a slightly better situation to meet with family and friends, and because the spouse's soothing often has a good effect on the sentinel, it is also usually used as a soothing treatment place. There are all the facilities inside, and the White Pillow is sitting at the desk right now.

"White--"

When Hua Mu saw the figure of the sentry at first glance, his surprise raised his eyebrows. But her happiness did not last for a moment, and after seeing the other person's appearance, she couldn't help but tightly covered her lips.

But the sorrowful choking still overflowed the lips, and the tears overflowed into the eyes without warning.

The sentinel is obviously well-dressed, or it is better to say that he does n’t fit his own scene because he is too heavily dressed. The coiled black hair is meticulously combed, revealing a slender and slender neck, the makeup on the face is very natural, and it also adds some softness that the Sentinel does not usually have. The smooth and straight military uniform makes her look heroic. exuberant.

"Where is she? I'm going to see her ..."

However, the delicate makeup couldn't hide the grim wound on her face, and the mighty military uniform couldn't hide the fact that she was missing her arm.

Hua Mu had long forgotten what he promised to do, and wept bitterly while crying: "Where is she? Take me to see her ... white pillow, white pillow ..."

The sentinel's expression was calm and well-behaved, and only a pair of dark pupils showed a bit cruel because of calmness. Those are the eyes of wolves, the eyes that only hungry beasts have.

"Mu Mu, you listen to me, the situation of White Pillow is very dangerous now, not only for herself, but also for others." Shen Shihe didn't speak, but only came to an explanation, "Her power is far more than the average sentry The level of the warship was almost sunk by her violent run, and even Catherine was injured-she now has little reason left, you must know this clearly. "

Hua Mu just said: "She won't hurt me. It must be that I came back first ... It must be because she didn't see me. This is the case. Let me see her."

Shen Shihe looked at the queen.

"You can see her, but you can only use the video at first."

"I'm going to her, the white pillow must be because of me ..."

"Mu Mu!" The flower cluster showed the majesty of the queen, and said in a deep voice, "The condition of the white pillow is still too unstable. I don't know what will happen when I meet. I will decide the follow-up disposal plan according to your conversation. For your safety. "

Shen Shihe also persuaded: "Your Majesty is worried about you, and if the White Pillow accidentally hurts you, she will certainly blame herself."

Everyone repeatedly persuaded that Hua Mu still agreed to this condition.

When White Pillow first started, there were only two things in his mind, one was hunger and the other was pain. She is looking for something that can be fruitful, but food does not cause her appetite. She wanted to find a way to relieve the pain, but the result was just the opposite.

Only after eating a part of herself, she gradually felt a trace of comfort. But slowly, this comfort caused more cravings. White Pillow finally realized that the two things could actually be merged into one—not seeing Missy is the source of her hunger, not only the hunger in her body, but also the emptiness in her soul; seeing Missy is her pain The reason is not only the physical pain, but also the pain in the soul.

There was only one thing in her mind, one person.

Missy, Missy.

She repeatedly thought about these three words, and confided this title with an uncontrollable tongue. She wants to see her, protect her, and keep her away from danger.

Missy.

Everything about her exists for this.

Only a faint shadow could be seen in front of her eyes, and only a faint voice could be heard in her ears. Only a faint light was guiding her between the small slits.

"White ... pillow ..."

She heard her name intermittently, her name was shouted out by the familiar, nostalgic voice.

Ah, Missy ...

She was confused to find the source of the voice, and the pain made her sharp five senses dull-she had to make the five senses dull, otherwise the sensitivity of the sentry might have made her a dead body because of the pain.

"White pillow ... White pillow ..."

The voice seemed to be far away from her, and very close to her, and she had to squint and search for it. At the beginning was the table in front of her-she knew it was a table and even knew what kind of environment she was in. It's strange that she can see everything but she can't see what she wants to see.

She had to listen to her ears, feel with touch, and even had to rely on smell to find it like a beast.

Where is she, her elder lady.

"White pillow, here I am ..."

Then, she finally saw clearly that Missy's face was as beautiful as the rose with the morning dew.

"White pillow ... I, I am here ..."

White Pillow wants to call her, and wants to call her the title that has been chewed countless times in the bottom of her heart. But her tongue, like other disobedient parts of the body, strikes at this time.

"Big ... big ..."

Sentinel hates this kind of self, and hates this uncontrollable feeling. She vaguely remembered that she should be more restrained, and vaguely understood the danger of obeying desire.

But, but ...

"White pillow ..."

She heard the cry of Missy, that was not morning dew, that was ... that was, that was tears.

"Miss ... Miss ..."

Hua Mu looked at Bai Zhenmu's confused expression and the way of acting like an evil wolf, only to feel his heart twisted.

"White pillow ... woo ... white pillow ..."

The sentry looked at Huamu's crying face in the screen in front of him, then suddenly turned around and slammed into the transparent glass window not far away.

Although the spirit body cannot be observed through the monitor, the frost that began to condense on the glass still made everyone understand that the white-pillowed ice wolf has fallen into a violent rage. The picture of the video began to tremble, and a noisy and sharp sound came out of the intercom.

Immediately afterwards, something even more terrifying happened.

More than just pictures, the whole building started to shake.

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