Chapter 962 Little Chitong (2) Asking for a Monthly Pass
The red pupil who was leaning on the chair seemed to be tired, those sharp and deep eyes slowly closed, the reclining body slowly slid down, and the palm resting on the cheek shrank a little bit.
In an instant, Chi Tong, who was originally sitting on the chair, seemed to have shrunk, and the heavy light golden armor instantly became huge.
At this moment, the person sitting on the chair was no longer the handsome young man in his early twenties. Among the heavy armor and layers of clothes, there was a little doll who looked like only three or four years old curled up.
The little doll is extraordinarily delicate, its appearance is 10% like Chitong, but it is less vigorous and more charming, and the sleeping face is like the most proud work of heaven, but the little face is slightly pale , There is no trace of blood on the lips, as white as if carved from white jade, without the slightest vitality.
But that delicate little face fell into the eyes of Duanmu Hongru, but it hurt his heart. He hurried forward, hugged the little baby who was sleeping on the chair in his arms, and wrapped it carefully with his coat.
"Boss Chi... How can we bear it..." Duanmu Hongru's eyes were red, looking at the little guy who was sleeping in his arms, his heart felt like it was crushed, and the pain was severe.
The other ghost-faced men standing in the hall all had red eyes when they saw this scene, and lowered their heads subconsciously.
free forest...
They can't let it go.
Duanmu Hongru looked at the shrunken red pupil in his arms, took a deep breath immediately, and handed it to the ghost-masked man beside him.
"Take care of Boss Chi, I'll go find Ji Fengyan."
"Boss Duanmu, the attitude of the city lord was very firm that season, even if you go, I'm afraid..."
"No matter what, Zizai Lin can't let her go out, I'll go talk to her!" Duanmu Hongru said firmly, if Ji Fengyan had other requests, they could all agree, but Zizai Lin alone couldn't!
"Boss Duanmu, I think we should wait? Wait for Boss Chi...to get better, and then ask him what he means?"
Duanmu Hongru pondered for a moment, then looked at the sleeping little Chitong, and nodded heavily.
Ji Fengyan stayed temporarily in the Hall of Yan Luo. Although Chi Tong hadn't given an answer yet, Lord Yan Luo treated her and Meng Fusheng very respectfully, and did not stop their actions in the Hall of Yama.
After practicing in the room for a while, Ji Fengyan's body became a little stiff, so she walked out of the room and wandered into the corridor.
It was already late at night, and there was a group of ghost-masked men patrolling in Yan Luo Hall. When they saw Ji Fengyan, they just nodded and didn't make any trouble.
Ji Fengyan had a good impression of Yan Luodian, and if she could, she would not want to have any unpleasantness with Yan Luodian, but letting her let Yan Luodian search the Zizai Forest would be a violation of the promise of the spirit beast.
Taking advantage of the night, Ji Fengyan swayed to the roof of Yan Luodian. This is the third floor of the fortress of Yan Luodian. The platform is partly extended and bathed in the moonlight. The entire roof is dotted with some trees, which looks very beautiful. quiet.
Ji Fengyan had just stepped onto the vast rooftop when he suddenly saw a small figure standing on the edge of the rooftop. The little shadow looked like a three or four year old baby at most, and one of the baby's feet was already dangling. At the edge of the roof, it seemed as if there was a possibility of falling at any time.
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[The new month has begun, I wish everyone a happy Children's Day, steal your monthly pass, and hand it over quickly. 】