Chapter 511 (2/2)

”First of all, I'll probably force you to make an emergency landing during the flight.” Xia Xinfei's high fever has not subsided, so Nicole is particularly worried.

”Now, you're trying to tell me that she's not out of danger yet, are you?” Mu Zixuan clenched his fist and tried to endure the sadness in his heart.

”Well! So it's best to contact the hospital in the flight route in advance, and be ready for an emergency landing at any time. ” There are too few equipment to take on the plane. Even if a genius is like her, she is not sure that she can protect her. However, she is in such a situation. Although she is a smart woman, she is difficult to make a meal without rice.

”Well, I'll do something about it.” Mu Zixuan sighed, and her eyes were tightly locked on Xia Xinfei's white face. The pain in her heart was not reduced, but she added new worries.

If I had known that I would go through this disaster, he would not have been so cruel to her before. Now, even the opportunity to regret, she seems unwilling to give herself.

It is said that after a disaster, there is a need for posterity. I don't know whether it is right or not. However, as far as the wind is flying, it seems that it is not such a thing. With a clear sound, she was heavily slapped on the face.

”Say it! How to remedy it. ” Or the last time that a severe woman, eyes are very frightening, at this time straight staring at the wind flying.

”Sorry! It was my fault. ” Speaking, you can clearly taste the faint bloody taste in your mouth. It can be seen that the slap of the other party is not light.

”Go into the dark room yourself! I don't have to tell you how long you'll stay The woman ruthlessly under the command, her voice down, instant let the wind fly pale face, but dare not have any resistance.

”Mom, it's all my fault. Don't punish sister Feiyang.” Nangong Xiyan knows very clearly what this so-called small black room represents, which is devoid of good will.”Why, do you want to be locked up together?” The woman's eyes a Lin, not half silk warm looking at Nangong sunset, as a mother's delicate tenderness are not.

”I...” Nangong Xiyan is very sympathetic and looks at the wind. It's not that she doesn't want to help her, but she is really powerless.

”Do you know where Mu Zixuan has gone.” The woman aimed at her, cold is very insidious.

”I don't know.” After Nangong Xiyan finished this sentence, she subconsciously closed her eyes and was ready to be beaten. Sure enough, when the words fell, there was a bright red palm print on her face. It was really the prince who made the mistake and the common people committed the same crime, but there was no love to tell.

”If you have compassion for him, or you may not be able to capture him for such a long time.” The woman's face became ferocious. She did not want to let go of the Mu family. She must let them pay the due price for her dead child.

”I don't have one.” Although the fact is true, but still stubbornly unwilling to admit.

”The best is not, otherwise, even if you are my daughter, also have no feelings to say.” Women's eyes are always so cold, it is difficult to believe that Nangong Xiyan is really her own daughter.

”I see. I'll pay attention.” Bite the lip, ruddy eyes filled with thin water mist, from small to large, mother a bad will take their own to fight, for her, should have been used to it, but every time will be cold.