On a high platform behind Longkaizhe, Longzhao stood there sneering. Suddenly, his finger made a pistol gesture and fired a shot at Longkaizhe. The expression of evil laughter made the tender body cold.

"What's wrong with you, Mommy?"

Yan Yan was the first person to find out that tenderness was not right.

When Long Kaizhe was going to hold himself up, he wanted to loosen his gentle hand, but he was afraid of being unhappy. He looked up and wanted to ask, but he found that his face was pale, and the whole person seemed to have been clicked.

Long Kaizhe looked up quickly and turned his head quickly after...