Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

"Meow!" she screamed, her eyes widened. If she were still a cat now, the hairs all over her body would definitely be blown up.

"What's wrong?" Yang Rong was also shocked.

"Poke meow, it hurts..." Xin Miaomiao howled again, a chubby hand had already poked her forehead, poking it in like a drill, drilling while crying, as if bewildered .

What happened here?

Yang Rong's heart was about to break in pain.

Mo Ziqi was also shocked. If he had only regarded Xin Miaomiao's actions as a nightmare before, now he doubts without hesitation that someone has attacked Xin Miaomiao again!

But who is it?Who wants to do this to her?What was it stamped with?

"It hurts... Meow meow hurts... Mom, meow meow hurts... Qiqi..." She was young and couldn't say anything clearly, Xin Miaomiao couldn't say anything except pain.

She was in pain, and Yang Rong was in pain too. Both mother and daughter were crying.

Mo Ziqi was at a loss for the first time.

"Da da da..." There were hurried footsteps in the corridor again, and a little girl who looked only one or two years older than Xin Miaomiao ran over. This little girl was none other than Xin Miaomiao's present. At the same table, Tang Qiaoqiao.

From the moment Tang Qiaoqiao decided to help Xin Miaomiao, she sucked her blood without anyone knowing, so she knew everything about her.

Seeing that Xin Miaomiao was in an emergency, she didn't bother to explain, and directly set up an enchantment, and snatched Xin Miaomiao from Mo Ziqi's arms. Nie Huaijin restrained himself.

"Don't move if you don't want her to die." Nie Huaijin was not so gentle with everyone.

Mo Ziqi's face was ugly, but it was true that his own cultivation was not as good as Nie Huaijin's, not even Tang Qiaoqiao's over there, so he could only watch helplessly as they snatched Xin Miaomiao away.

Yang Rong passed out the moment Tang Qiaoqiao appeared, and she didn't know anything about her.

Mo Ziqi knew the difference between himself and others since he was born. He was a leopard in his previous life, and he also has a not-so-simple identity in this life... But this not-so-simple identity now seems so unworthy compared to the two people in front of him. carry.

He saw with his own eyes that colorful lights emanated from Tang Qiaoqiao's palm and penetrated into Xin Miaomiao's body.

"She was cursed by someone, and now someone is desperately using the curse to awaken her past life memories. She was born with a weak soul, and those memories will kill her."

"Why should I believe you?" Mo Ziqi was still looking at Xin Miaomiao, but he asked the person who stopped him with an angry voice.

Nie Huaijin raised her eyebrows indifferently, and there was a hint of sarcasm in what she said: "What else can you do except trust us?" After a pause, "You are not cultivated enough now, and you will only kill her."

"What do you mean? What past life memory? What is missing?" Mo Ziqi didn't care about the contempt in Nie Huaijin's words at all, and his attention was all on what he said.

"These, only you can find the answer yourself."

There are some things he knows, but he can't say more, the reincarnation of heaven, these are preordained things, talking and doing too much will only change the established track, and I'm afraid it will harm others and ourselves.

Nie Huaijin cherishes life, and even more the life of his own family, and will not easily take risks for others. If it wasn't for the little girl who couldn't beat him to come here today, he wouldn't meddle in other people's business.