The man was furious and threw Qinghuan out, turning his bloodthirsty eyes to Mo Xunuo, "She can't do it, you can do it!"

With a fierce killer move, he slashed at Mo Xunuo.

Mo Xunuo smiled coldly, and the whip in his hand flew out like a snake, hitting the man's eyes.

The angle of the long whip was extremely tricky, and it was just a critical opportunity to swing from behind the man.

The man could only use his strength to avoid it. He rotated his body as much as possible to avoid the whip, but the red whip still rubbed through his cheek, leaving a bloody mark.

With this surprise attack, the man finally retreated a few steps away from Qinghuan. Mo Xunuo rushed over as quickly as a little leopard, and protected Qinghuan behind him at the cost of blood on the back of his hand.

A hot pain came from the wound.

Mo Xunuo didn't care, and looked at the man opposite him coldly.

The man squinted his eyes, "Are you lied to me?"

Mo Xunuo did not turn around, and the short knife in his hand slid past the rope tied to Qinghuan's wrist. After the rope was loosened, she threw the knife to Qinghuan and asked her to untie the rope on her feet.

She smiled coldly, "I didn't lie to you. I promised Ye Chen that he would take his childhood fairy back within his ability."

As for Ye Chen's words to give up Qinghuan, don't say them, as the girl will be even more sad...

After listening to Qinghuan, who was busy untiing the rope, tears of joy fell in her eyes. She knew that he would never give up on her...

He said that he would protect her for the rest of his life.

What he said never changes.

The man realized that he was being fooled, but he was not as angry as before. The strange sad and joyful face looked at Mo Xunuo, "Silly!"

Mo Xunuo touched her forehead. As expected, she still hated this troublesome relationship. She didn't want to reveal the little girl's scars...

The moment Qinghuan was about to stand up, he suddenly heard Mo Xunuo's voice, "Don't move."

Qinghuan stopped moving immediately. She had no skills and the only thing she could do was to be obedient.

Mo Xunuo turned around and glanced at the chair she was sitting on. Sure enough, there were dense bombs underneath, and there was no way to take her away.

"Stay here, when I say you can get up, you're up." Mo Xunuo said, not knowing where to find a small red card, "That Ye Chen gave it to you."

Qinghuan held the little card and tears fell instantly, her hands trembling a little. This is her mother's thing...

The morning she left her, she wore it on his head with her own hands, but later she lost it, but she didn't expect it to be in Ye Chen's hands.

She raised her hopeful eyes and looked at Mo Xunuo, with the expectant warm light in her eyes, "My mother..."

At any time, home is the warmest light in the depths of people's hearts.

Especially for homeless orphans, what they most desire is to have a warm home...

If she has a home...

If she had a mother...

Mo Xunuo faced this gaze, moved away from his gaze with some helplessness, and said in a depressed manner, "You go back and ask Ye Chen, I don't know..."

"She is dead." A crazy and resentful voice came from the other party.

The sound of the night suddenly increased at this moment.

Qinghuan looked up and looked over in shock. Two lines of tears slid down her cheeks...

Mom... is dead...
Chapter completed!