Chapter 1379: Emperor Xi, I'm so Scared...

Wang Jiaohua turned her head and glanced at the computer lying pitifully on the ground, on which the video was playing.

Instantly understood.

He leaned over, hugged Ling Weifeng, and patted her on the back lightly, "It's okay, it's okay, it's all over."

The person under him is so thin, his tentacles are all bones.

It is really unimaginable how much this thin shoulder has endured.

Ling Weifeng's body was still twitching unceasingly, shrinking tighter and tighter, wishing to shrink herself into a corner.

Wang Jiaohua's heart ached when she saw it, and she knew that it was a sign of extreme fear.

Instinctively hide yourself.

"Xiaofeng, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, with me here, don't be afraid."

"Whoa, turn off the lights, turn off the lights!"

Ling Weifeng suddenly screamed.

Wang Jiaohua was taken aback by her, "Okay, okay, turn off the lights, I'll turn off the lights right away, don't get excited."

Wang Jiaohua rushed over quickly and turned off the light.

Running too fast, kicked the leg of the sofa, and it turned red in an instant.

However, she couldn't care less.

Enduring the pain, he limped back to the sofa and hugged Ling Weifeng.

"Turn off the lights, don't be afraid."

However, no matter how much she comforted her, Ling Weifeng's small body was still twitching unceasingly.

This seems to be a deep-seated fear.

Ling Weifeng kept shrinking into the corner of the sofa, in the darkness, Wang Jiaohua couldn't see her face clearly.

But he could touch her face, which was wet a lot.

"Xihuang, Xihuang..."

"Emperor Xi, I'm so scared..."

Wang Jiaohua quickly took out her mobile phone and called Prince Xi Gu.

However, it was turned off. When I called again, it was still turned off.

She was about to die of anger, "Turn on, bastard!"

When Xiaofeng needed him the most, he turned off the phone!

Even if people can't come back, it's okay to make a phone call.

Wang Jiaohua was very anxious, she saw Ling Weifeng's face through the light of the phone.

The playful and lively eyes in the past were completely out of focus and lost all brilliance, like a body without a soul.

And that pink and fair face, where there is no trace of blood, looks like a lonely ghost, which makes people feel distressed.

As soon as Wang Jiaohua's nose became sore, tears came down.

She hugged Ling Weifeng's head, and they cried together.

I don't know how long I cried, Ling Weifeng was exhausted and fell asleep on the sofa.

Wang Jiaohua gently carried her back to the bed.

This body is really thin.

He is 1.7 meters tall, but his weight is only in double digits, which makes people feel distressed.

After covering Ling Weifeng with the quilt, she twisted a warm towel and helped Ling Weifeng wipe his face.

I haven't eaten a grain of rice, so I must be very hungry now.

However, she was reluctant to wake up Ling Weifeng, falling asleep hungry was better than waking up in pain.

While wiping his face, the doorbell rang.

When Wang Jiaohua went downstairs to look at the door, she saw Han Ling's haggard face almost as if she was about to fall ill.

"Where's Xiaofeng?" Han Ling asked weakly.

"Upstairs, just fell asleep."

Han Ling didn't speak any more, but staggered inside.

She is weak now, and it seems that if she says one more word, all her strength will be exhausted.

"Be careful." Ling Yiyong was very worried seeing her frivolous steps.

She reached out to help, but was thrown away by Han Ling.

He could only follow behind her step by step, helping her up the stairs.

Wang Jiaohua also followed silently.

Everyone walked lightly in a tacit understanding, trying not to make any sound.

In the room, Ling Weifeng's face was like a female ghost, her hair was a little wet, wet from the tears just now, sticking to her sides.