"Tang poetry!" At last, muxilin couldn't help but pat the table hard and roar, "you killed my child, how can you ignore it so lightly? It's also a small life. It's OK for you to save xiaoyueya. I don't ask my child to be better than xiaoyueya in your heart, but at least, he should be treated the same as xiaoyueya! If you want to kill my child, should you say hello to me? That's also my child. Why do you decide his life and death alone? If you told me, maybe I would think of another way to save xiaoyueya. Even if I gave my life, I would not...