First daughter mad concubine: the best baby rascal

Therefore, I can't see anything at ordinary times, but at the critical moment, the person Huanhuan thinks about is still not me.

He is her father and Dongfang Yuxin's husband-in-law. Originally, he should rush over if there is any danger.

"Huanhuan, let me help you..."

Seeing the little fireball walking towards the statue, Yuchi Xieyi suddenly flew up, rushed straight to the little fireball, and hit the statue with his palm.

His speed was extremely fast, and he didn't discuss with everyone at all.

When they saw him rushing over, Yuchi Xieyi had almost flown to the statue.

"Evil heart, be careful..."

Dongfang Yuxin also flew over in a hurry, and the queen and the national teacher did not dare to neglect, after all, a person at the peak of immortality, even if it is...

In one breath, they dare not have the slightest contempt.

However, their figures did not approach, but were blocked above the coffin.

Over there, it was as if there was a zhenqi mask, like an invisible wall, and they couldn't breathe.

And Yuchi Xieyi, how could...

"Evil Game..."

Dongfang Yuxin didn't believe this evil, she got up after falling to the ground, and continued to charge...

However, it was still blocked and fell...

"Xin'er..."

Yuchi Xieyi also saw that something was wrong, he hurriedly turned around, but...

Oddly enough, he never came back either.

This……

"Little Fireball, haven't you remembered me?"

Di Jia sighed lightly, stretched out his hand, and clicked on the small fireball that had already walked in front of him, and the flame of the small fireball became more vivid.

Everyone can see the changes in the little fireball.

"I... I seem to be..."

Little Fireball looked at everything around him, as if he had thought of something...

Here, she has been here...

Then, many things slowly came to mind, and she burst into tears:

"Owner……"

The temperature of the small fireball was originally unbearable for ordinary people.

But her master can touch him directly, like Huanhuan...

Like the statue of Dijia in front of you.

"Hehe...you can find another master, very good..."

Little Huoqiu is proud and arrogant. Back then, he spent a lot of effort for her.

But now, if he read correctly, the youngest child turned out to be the owner of the little fireball.

And this man...

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"Hey, little fireball, little fireball..."

Huanhuan cried sadly when she heard the little fireball calling the owner of the stone.

Did she really lose the little fireball?

Huh, no, she likes Little Fireball, and Little Fireball is her good friend.

"Huanhuan...don't cry..."

Dongfang Yuxin touched Huanhuan's small face, Yuchi Xieyi was over there, but how could he be that Di Jia's opponent.

"Senior Dijia, you can't take away my daughter's little fireball..."

Xie Yi originally wanted to make a move, but a strong coercion made him unable to move his true anger.

Yes, coercion, at this moment, he felt coercion again.

Could it be that the coercion they felt when they were outside belonged to this person?

It seems that there are answers to many things, but the answers are not optimistic for them.

"Take it away? Ask Little Fireball, who am I to her?"