Chapter 1708

Kulun hurriedly looked at it, and then found that there were two people standing not far downstream of the river.

In the dark, Kulun could not see who the real person was, but saw that his son's body was robbed, and all the resentment and despair broke out in his body.

"Who are you?!" Cullen rushed over like a shell, holding a machete in his hand, "dare to move my son, I want your life."

However, it was not expected that the scene of cutting people in two did not happen. Suddenly, Kulun's wrist was held by someone, and a strong irresistible force came from him, which made him step further and backward.

Cullen raised his red eyes to a young man with a ferocious scar on his face.

The young man was wearing a large red dress, black hair like ink, gently floating, a pair of cold eyes shining in the night.

After struggling for several times, without breaking away from the shackles of the youth, Cullen turned to look at his son's body.

In the dim light, a girl squatted and knelt beside her son, flipping Qi'er's eyes with her hands and touching her neck.

"Who are you?" Kulun shouted, "you are not from our tribe? Where are you spies from? "

Kulun said that he would pick up the bone whistle on his neck to sound the warning, but before he touched the bone whistle, he was gently pushed by the young man.

The bone whistle fell on the grass, and Cullen could not move.

"I don't know. Shut him up. Don't disturb me."

Kulun, who also wanted to shout at the top of his voice, was grabbed by the neck. His face was red and he wanted to shout, but his eyes were cold and merciless, even smiling.

The master of those eyes told him clearly that he would die if he dared to make a sound.

Kulun's eyes were bloodshot. He looked anxiously and panicked at the direction of the tribe and his son.

Qi'er was lying on the ground, with no ups and downs in her chest.

And the girl, after touching Qi'er's hand and neck and looking into her eyes, began to make strange movements.

She pressed Qi'er's chest with her hands folded, and Qi'er's mouth was close to her to blow.

He even clenched his fist and hit Qi'er hard on the chest.

Kulun listened to the thumping sound and watched his son's body being humiliated like this. He was going crazy.

He struggled desperately, with a wild roar in his throat, trying to die with the two men.

However, the body is firmly controlled and cannot move at all.

Time passed by, just when Cullen couldn't stand the pain and despair and wanted to die with his son.

He suddenly heard a sharp cough.

"Cough Cough, cough Wu... "

Cullen's movement, stopped at once, he stared, unbelievably not far away.

There was his son's cold body lying, but now Qi'er frowned, coughed hoarsely and opened his eyes slowly. Kulun never thought that there was a better voice in the world.

The young man released his hand and held his neck. His eyes narrowed slightly and fell on the girl. Their eyes were twinkling.

"Qi'er -! Qi Er --! " As soon as Kulun was free, he rushed to the boy and held him tightly. The hot tears kept flowing down. "Qi'er, you are not dead. That's great! Dad thought he would never see you again! "