Overlord, Love Me Tender

Chapter 2037, please, save my mother

"Mother... Mother!"

The night Fengru was sprayed with blood from the North Ming.

Warm blood, dip his face.

It also made the heart of the night maple Confucian, a sharp pain.

The North Ming's mouth spit blood, and his eyes gradually dispersed.

She worked hard to adjust the focal length and wanted to see her son.

The feeling of powerlessness that made her fall gradually made her want to close her eyes.

The innocent palm, although only used 50% of the power.

After all, North Ming is just a weak woman who does not practice often.

I can't bear this innocent palm.

However, Bei Ming does not regret it.

Her son is fine, her son is fine.

"Mother, why are you blocking this palm for me! Why are you... why should you block it?"

Night Fengru struggled and climbed to Bei’s side.

He clung to the hand of Bei Ming, and he cried: "Mother... mother, don't close your eyes, I can save you... I am a pharmacist, I can save you..."

He flustered and touched the ring in his hand.

A few bottles of medicinal herbs were touched out.

His hands trembled and screamed for the healing medicine.

But... every bottle, all dark poisons...

Night Fengru’s heart was more flustered and continually rummaging through the medicine bottle.

The hands and body are getting more and more trembling.

"Confucianism, Confucianism... Confucianism..." Bei Ming's whispered the night Fengru.

The night of Feng Jing, a stiff body, regardless of the blood of the body, hugged the North Ming: "Mother, I am here, I am here..."

Bei's family is in his arms.

Between the nose, the thick **** taste.

It is already unclear whether it is night maple or her own.

She heard the night Fengru screaming her "mother" and feeling the temperature of the night maple.

The heart of Bei’s has been filled to meet.

She wants to laugh, but she has no strength to pull her lips.

In the end, I can only spit out a few weak airflows: "Confucian, promise the mother... Don't take revenge, live well... Just for the mother... you have to... live well..."

The atmosphere of Bei’s is extremely weak.

It seems to be broken at any time.

On the face of the night Fengru, it is also impossible to tell whether it is tears or blood.

He hugged Bei Ming's and said with a cry: "I will live, mother, you have to live... Niang, mother..."

He suddenly looked up and looked at the night.

The one was soaked in blood, like a face soaked from the blood pool, how to see, how to infiltrate people.

"The night is clear, the night is clear... I know you can save my mother, beg you... I beg you to save her..."

The night maple statue is caught in a straw, struggling to get up and want to fall to the night.

But his body, which is already scarred, and holding Bei's, can't do the underarms.

The night fell to watch the night maple.

Also looked at the North Ming's in his arms.

The look on the face is calm.

Can be heart, but can not be calm.

Night Fengru is bad again, but for Bei Mingshi, he really treats him.

Bei's family... This woman's clever and accurate team, let the night fall to her, there is no objection.

However, she is not the Virgin.

The feelings of the mother and the child are indeed touching.

But the night will not forget, the night before the Fengru trio twice, want to kill her.

"I know that I am wrong, but my mother... my mother... my mother is really good to you." Night Fengru cried, "Please save my mother, I can take my life to change... ..."

"Confucian." North Ming's suddenly added gravity, and buckled the wrist of the night maple.

She breathed very lightly, her pale face, and she had no blood: "I have something... I want to talk to Miss Seven..."

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