The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

  Chapter 39 Buried Alive

  Xiao Huailu's eyes were probably too direct, and the woman turned her head and noticed.

  In a blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Xiao Huailu.

  Wearing a white coat, the white coat is a little scarlet and covered with blood. The woman squatted down slightly, her eyes leveled with Xiao Huailu.

   "You, can you see me?"

  Little Huailu smiled, and the little head nodded slightly.

  At this moment, Yazuo has gathered the stones, trying to piece together the figure.

  Rao is that everyone has seen a lot of tragic things in the desert, and at this moment can't help but feel sad and angry.

  The first part of her body is different, and she put her pregnant wife on the stone table.

  "He, he still eats at this stone table every day! I chop wood and pass by the door every day, and I see him sitting at the stone table!" The words of a woodman made everyone chill.

As    was talking, he saw that the soldiers searching in the forest had returned.

"Catch it, this kid was already ready for the back road. I'm afraid it will be revealed after waiting for the old lady to die. It's a pity that it counts..." The soldier sipped and kicked the man. Lap.

  The man sat down on the ground.

   "Mother, mother, you forgive me. You forgive me, I missed her and hurt her. I didn't mean it. Mother!" The man knelt on the ground, his face full of wounds.

  I'm afraid I've already suffered a beating.

   "I didn't mean it. Mother, I really didn't mean it." The man knelt and crawled forward.

  Little Huailu only felt that the sudden mood of the woman in front of him had changed.

"He killed me, he killed me! He fell in love with my mother's money and my mother's craftsmanship. He was poor then, but I never guarded him. He knocked me on the head with a stool! "The woman's sorrowful cry made the surroundings a little bit cold.

  Little Huailu thoughtfully.

   "My sister's skull is broken, so pitiful." Xiao Huailu knelt down, picked up a stone, patted it lightly, and lifted the skull out.

  Jiang Huaian swears that at this moment, his hairs are all shuddering.

  His cute little sister has actually lifted her skull!

  Na Zuzuo's face immediately sank, and he took up his skull and examined it carefully: "This scar is indeed caused during his lifetime."

  The old lady held the stone blankly, as if she had been sucked away.

"Where am I sorry? You are so vicious? You said that you are not capable enough to give her happiness. I bought the house for you, and even to take care of your self-esteem, I dare not speak out. I never dare to be with you. Before you have money, you and her will always be delicious when you go back to your natal home. I just hope you can treat my daughter better." The old woman said hoarsely.

"Fake kindness, who needs you to fake kindness! Let you pass the craft to my mother, to me, and to my sister, but you refuse. A little favor and a small benefit will think you have given me a lot! Everyone says I am your Zhu family My son-in-law, bah, my son-in-law!"

   "The old immortal, all day long, waiting for you to die and pass the family property to me. If your daughter is there, will you pass it on to me?"

  The man roared fiercely, and Wang Ge immediately kicked him to the ground.

   "A son of a bitch." Brother Wang spit on his face.

  仵 has been squatting on the ground, and now he straightens up, his face is ugly.

   "You said, you used to knock her to death first and put it in?"

  The man's face was gloomy.

   "She quarreled with me that day, and I missed her for a while and killed her." He had thought about killing her, but she still had his own child in her belly. He wanted to wait until the child was born before doing it.

did not expect……

  仵 sighed slightly and shook his head.

  (End of this chapter)