Chapter 975 Despair?

Leaving aside the uncertainty of Huan Qingyan and the child's life and death, Madam Ru actually kidnapped Huan Qingyan behind Jimo Ya's back, and even tried to snatch her child away, even at the expense of the mother to keep the child. After the incident came to light, he went so far as to kill him and directly destroy a mountain to cover up his whereabouts.

Such ruthlessness, such ruthlessness, and no scruples about the relationship between mother and child, existing in the Jimo family is simply a ticking time bomb.

Jimo Kaiyuan immediately turned all the information into a crane and flew towards the Jimo family.

Over there Jimo Yifan sighed, seeing Jimo Ya so devastated, the elders watched him grow up and taught him, they really couldn't bear it.

Taking a step forward, he also silently lifted the stone and rummaged through it.

Although he sensed that there was no sign of life under the rubble, he couldn't open his mouth to make Jimo Ya give up.

Looking at the child's paranoid expression at the moment, I'm afraid that if he brings it up, the child will go crazy!

A thing of love is tormenting people!

Jimo Yifan could sense that there was no life under the gravel, couldn't Jimo Ya not?

Of course he knew, but he couldn't believe it, didn't dare to stop!

Maybe, maybe Xiaoyan and the child are still alive? Just live, just live...

After Jimo Kaiyuan sent out the spirit crane, he looked at everything in front of him that was shrouded in a silent and depressing atmosphere. If he had already been in a state of stillness, he couldn't be moved by anything, so he could only sigh.

Just when I was about to say something, I saw the colorful light flickering in the sky, and the colorful argali descended from the sky, and a familiar figure came into view, it was Lai Sheng.

Jimo Kaiyuan immediately went up to meet him, explaining the matter clearly in a few words.

Lai Sheng nodded, and after searching carefully with his spiritual sense, with a wave of his hand, a pile of rubble not far away was lifted up, revealing a huge deep pit.

In the pit lay a child who was covered in bruises and had long since lost his breath.

Jimo Ya rushed over with a stride, trembling hands, not daring to reach out, the red gold silk soft armor and eight-treasure purple cloud pattern waist guard wrapped on this child, isn't it the same thing that Huan Qingyan is wearing?

These protective things are all given to the child, so what about Huan Qingyan?

Jimo Ya's eyes went black for a while, and his chest felt a dull pain. He clutched his heart, staggered, and almost fell to the ground.

"Where's Xiaoyan? Where's Xiaoyan?" Jimo Ya looked around in a daze.

Not far away, Bai Chenfeng saw the movement here, and he was already exhausted and staggered, moving towards this side anxiously.

Lai Sheng couldn't stand it any longer, walked up to Jimo Ya in a few steps, stretched out his arms to pick up the child, observed it carefully, and said with a painful expression on his face, "It's also the blood of my Jimo family, we'll talk about it when we bring it back."

Jimo Ya blinked, and it took him a long time to react: "Is this the blood of my Jimo family? My child?" At the end, his voice trembled.

Lai Sheng glared at him dissatisfied: "Isn't this nonsense? Of course it's the blood of my Jimo family. He was just born, and his talent is so outstanding that even the saint is alarmed. But if you count it, there will be a catastrophe of life and death just after birth." , Ben Sheng came in a hurry, who knows that he was still a step late!"

Jimo Ya trembled with his hands, wanting to touch the child, but he stretched his hand halfway, but he didn't dare to move forward.

At this moment, he didn't know what it was like.

pain? despair? Guilty? Mixed together, it almost crushed him.

He always thought that Huan Qingyan was pregnant with a child of a demon, and he once wanted Xiaoyan to get rid of the child...