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Chapter 342 Many Deaths in Luohua Temple ([-])

Those who captured her were well aware of her weakness, as long as it was cold, water, and fixed in such a place, this elf-like baby would be useless even if it was a peerless genius doctor.

"Xue'er!" Su Yunruo's voice was hurried.

Why isn't his most beloved apprentice, the girl who laughs around him the most, not even a trace of anger?

The lock on the cell door was useless to him.

Stretching out his hand, he cut off the chain in one go.

As soon as the cell door opened, before he could do anything, the man who was always as warm as water still jumped into the water, and hurriedly ran towards the white water lily.

Standing in front of him, looking at the sleeping baby like a baby, his face was as pale as paper, like that white dress, which made people feel a little dazed.

Luo Xi was suddenly at a loss, is this his shadow?

Is it his shadow that smiles like a flower every day?
Some trembling hands slightly touched the fat-like cheeks, but they were withdrawn as if they had been electrocuted.

It’s so cold!

"Ying'er, Ying'er, wake up! Wake up, I'm Brother Xi! Ying'er!" Luo Xi suddenly hugged the baby and kept talking.

However, there was no longer a pair of small bracelets around his neck, no more coquettish and mischievous words, no more soft and sweet laughter.The baby in the white dress was lifeless.

Only the faint scent of medicine seemed more refreshing in this cold and humid environment.

Untying the rope in her hands, and hugging her tightly, Luo Xi hugged Xue Ying out as if holding a worldly treasure.

The scene in front of them made both Cang Zhe and Su Yunruo feel pain in their hearts.

Especially Su Yunruo, seeing the paper-white baby nestled quietly in Luo Xi's arms, the panic in his eyes could not be concealed.

He turned his head to look at the man beside him, and murmured, "What should I do? What should I do? What should I do about Cang Su? What should I do about Xue'er like her?"

Covering her mouth with her hands, her beautiful eyes were shining brightly.

Cang, he finally called him.

Cang Zhe felt so sorry for the man in front of him at that moment of joy.

Already 37 years old, but still like a child.

(End of this chapter)