บท 1865: Reuniting (4)

Di Cang's line of sight similarly fell on the red-robed lady.

The domineering look in his eyes turned into endless gentleness.

His eyes were fixed on the woman in front of him, unwilling to move away.

"I'm finally back, Yingluo."

The woman in front slowly raised her head, and her black eyes simultaneously looked at the group of people not far away.

However, it was a little awkward.

When she saw Bai Xiaochen, who was covered in blood, her expression changed drastically, and she almost couldn't stand still. However, she ran to his side with extreme speed.

"Chen 'er, what's wrong?"

She nervously pressed down on Bai Xiaochen's shoulder, and her face turned pale.

A brilliant smile bloomed on Bai Xiaochen's small face. mother, don't worry. That's someone else's blood, not Chen 'er's. Chen' er is fine.