As he said this, Liusha and Liuhe supported each other on one side and carried Luo Chao to the lamp.

Behind him, a guard moved the felt-covered chair over and asked him to sit down.

He stretched out his hand slightly, slowly, slowly, and rubbed the soft short hair. He called out in a low voice: "Huayue."

The child who was still focusing on the object in his hand suddenly froze and stopped the movement in his hand.

Slowly turning his head, his big black and white eyes looked at Luo Chao.[

The little boy opened his mouth, tilted his head slightly, and the child shouted uncertainly: "Brother?"

Forcing a smile, Luo Chao said: "Yes, Hua Yue, what are you doing? I woke up and couldn't find you."

Blinking his big eyes, Huayue looked at the thing in his hand, then looked at the weakly smiling young man in front of him, and said seriously: "Brother is injured, brother is injured because of Huayue... I killed someone... I

Kill Uncle Xiaotian...I failed to protect my brother and got him injured..."

Some of it is intermittent, and it even makes people wonder whether she knows what she is talking about: "So, so, so I want to make a better weapon! I want to make the most powerful weapon!"

Tears rolled down like pearls, each one shining brightly.

He was a little excited, and the child suddenly started crying while holding his head.

After crying, she continued to assemble the items in her hands: "I want the best weapons, I want to make the best weapons..."

Before she finished speaking, her eyes were still filled with tears, and Hua Yue was suddenly hugged into a hug.

The hands on her head were still rubbing her head tenderly, and a low voice with a strange tone blew into her ear: "Hua Yue, that's enough. You did a good enough job. My brother is very happy."

"Brother?" Hua Yue looked up from the embrace and looked at the familiar face and eyes in front of her.

Then, she suddenly burst into tears: "Brother, I thought you wouldn't wake up, I was scared to death! Wuwuwuwuwu..."

"It's okay, it's okay. Aren't I living a good life?" The low voice contained a hint of a smile, but Luo Chao's face was not very good, and there was cold sweat on his forehead.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Huayue continued to cry, as if the tears that had been suppressed for a long time burst out, soaking the cloth wrapped around Luo Chao's chest.
Chapter completed!