After a brief shock, the woman calmly forced herself to regain her senses.
"No, I can't! Impossible! How could you be Shi Zhiming? Two hundred years ago, Zhiming had already disappeared! You're lying…"
He's bright.
Two hundred years ago, in the Demon Realm, what kind of terrifying existence was that?
How could the merciless and cold killer holding the Blood Glass Sword be the elegant and beautiful Flower Devil in front of him?
Moreover, he had disappeared for two hundred years. How could he meet Zhiming so coincidentally?
"You don't believe me…"
The String Kite couldn't help but lower its head and croon. Its half-covered pupils and slightly trembling eyelashes…It was so sad, so lonely, so poignant…
Her seductive face had already drawn out another alluring scene.
The mermaid woman did not notice the strangeness of the child she was risking her life to protect: His pure and beautiful eyes were already filled with water vapor. If it wasn't for that reason, he would have walked over and gently held her hand, telling her," He believed her!
No matter what she said, he would believe her!
Seeing that String Kite had been looking down and not saying a word, the woman seemed to have felt something strange in her body. She could no longer care about it, and a faint smile of despair appeared on her pale face."I can't care. So what if it's Zhiming? Please, help me…take good care of Huan Yue. You must…take good care of him! No matter what happens, please don't abandon him…"
Vaguely hiding the deeper meaning in her words, the woman slowly squatted down stiffly. Her slender hands were trembling uncontrollably as she gently caressed her face. She was extremely reluctant to part with her, silently announcing her parting…
Seeing this, String Kite turned around and walked towards the door calmly, leaving the room for them.
Only when she saw the bright red robe disappear behind the door from the corner of her eye did the woman take a deep breath and cast the last barrier in her life!
Her trembling fingertips caressed Huan Yue's soft hair longingly. A gentle and doting smile bloomed on the woman's face, like the warm sun, and it was a complete reversal of the pain from before.
"Young Master, I'm afraid…I won't be able to protect you anymore! I really don't want to hand you over to a stranger just like this…
If the situation permits, if it permits…I would rather entrust you to an ordinary family.
Even if this flower demon was not an assassin, it was not an ordinary demon.
Haha…
The young master was not young anymore. He should have his own judgment in many things…
Don't cry…If possible, I hope to protect you in my next life…"
Her voice was weak and powerless, but she still endured the discomfort in her body. After saying what she wanted to say, she said to her most respected young master,
Her gaze was so careful and gentle, as if she was looking at a fragile, beautiful bubble…
A thick mist rose from the eyes of the Mystic Moon once again. This time, it rolled out uncontrollably, and a strange whimpering sound came from his throat.
She carefully wiped the moisture from his eyes. Although the woman's words were a little intermittent and a little attached, they gradually became serious."Young Master, you have to remember that regardless of whether she asks you for this necklace or not, you can't give it to her, and you can't leave it with you!
It…cough cough…can protect the young master from harm…
It's the most precious treasure of the Qing Yu Tribe…
You must also not say anything about our family!
Finally, unless it is absolutely necessary…you must never tell anyone…you, are a…"
By the end of her sentence, the woman had no more strength to continue. As a result, the last few words became unclear and difficult to understand.
However, Fantasy Moon still nodded with tears in his eyes. As the sound of sobbing gradually grew louder, he struggled to help the woman who was about to fall to the ground. In the end, because of his small body, he could only cry helplessly on her body!
She struggled, and even though her throat was burning with pain, she still managed to say the last sentence. It was hoarse and fuzzy, with…the last bit of warmth she could offer…
" Young Master, don't cry…Your tears, they should be…reserved for the things that you…value the most…"
People…
" Wuuu…Wuuuu…Wuuu…"
The child roared with difficulty, using his own method to vent the pain deep within his core spirit! He wanted to cry out, but in the end, he could only let his tears roll out of his red and swollen eyes and disappear into the sea! He sobbed and fell to the ground. It was as if his soul had been taken away at that moment, leaving only his empty eyes that were constantly flowing with invisible tears...
The enchantment melted with the woman's death, and her fishtail was revealed with the death of the Core Spirit. A beam of silver light spread out from her body and slowly covered her entire body. After the silver light flashed, what lay there was no longer her body, but…an exquisite doll, a doll with the face of an angel…
She used the last of her magical power to turn herself into a doll, an exquisite doll with the same appearance as the illusory moon. This was the last thing she could do for him…
He stared blankly at this sudden change. For a moment, he actually forgot to cry. He only sniffed with his small red nose and picked up the doll on the ground. He carefully hugged it in front of his chest, and his lifeless eyes stared blankly at the place where she disappeared.
"Chi…"
Behind his ears, he heard the clear sound of burning flesh.
He quivered and turned around in a daze.
Her bright eyes were dazzled by a dazzling red light.
After a long while, he slowly opened his eyes, but they immediately widened again!
The slender red figure had appeared behind him at some point in time. In her fair jade-like palm, she held a blood-red sword. The sword was burning with blood-like flames. At this moment, scarlet blood was flowing along the sword and slowly dripping to the ground.
In front of her, a black-clothed merman corpse lay peacefully.
In fact, before he could even feel pain, he had already died…
Wasn't that…the person who chased after them a few days ago?
Fantasy Moon was afraid but still looked at String Kite with tears in confusion.
The latter was still indifferent as she looked into his clear eyes without any emotion.
"If you don't want to die, forget my identity as an assassin!”
He curled up in the corner of the bed in fear while she fell asleep in deep thought in front of the desk.
The night passed just like that.
When the bright and beautiful light passed through the open window and the door carved with patterns... and gradually dispersed the darkness in the room, the first to open her eyes was Illusory Moon, who had been half-awake the entire night.
The people closest to him died one after another, his family inexplicably perished, and he left the home he had grown up in for a completely unfamiliar and insecure place…
No one could sleep soundly in such a situation. Moreover, he was just a child who had not experienced any storms!
He tightly hugged the only doll left in his arms and squeezed himself into the corner of the bed, staring blankly at the woman in front of the table.
Even though demons would go to rest at night, they only needed to sleep for a while. She had not woken up yet. Was she too tired yesterday?
Aunt Qing, can I trust her?
She really seemed to be a killer, so she should be a bad person! However, he didn't think that she would be like those bad people who were punished by her father…Really, he didn't think so…
As Huan Yue thought about it, she hugged the doll that Aunt Qing had turned into even tighter. The pair of empty eyes from last night seemed to have recalled something, and they seemed a little dazed.
"Knock, knock, knock…"
"Sister, are you still not up?"
Outside the door, it was crisp but not loud. It seemed that there was a deliberate soft knock on the door, accompanied by a soft and extremely pleasant male voice, which pulled Fantasy Moon out of her dilemma.
Was the man outside calling her?
He hesitated whether he should go over and "wake" the woman who still had her eyes closed as if she had not woken up.
The door was already opened.
As if she had been caught doing something bad, Mystic Moon resentfully stopped himself from getting up to call her. Then, she buried her head in the doll in her arms, but she could not help but peek at the person from the corner of her eye.
But in the next moment, he was speechless!
This demon was also as beautiful as her! She was so beautiful that it was as if she was dreaming. Every time she woke up, she realized that it was just an illusion. It was not real at all!
Could it be that other races were all so good-looking?
Illusory Moon's gaze had already unknowingly turned from peeping to openly staring. The demon clearly felt his gaze and turned its gaze to him at the corner of the bed.
He didn't seem surprised to see him, and his gaze only stayed on him for a blink of an eye, giving him an illusion that he wasn't noticed at all...
When Huan Yue woke up from that gaze, the demon had already walked behind her.
When he came back to his senses, he subconsciously shivered. He subconsciously hugged the doll in his arms tightly and shrank into the corner of the bed. She lowered her head timidly, not daring to look again!
He felt that this demon was so terrifying!
Although it looked good…
However, no one dared to get close…
"Are you tired?"
Seeing String Kite sleeping on the desk with her chin in her hands, Qian Ye muttered to herself. Her enchanting face was filled with heartache. In just an instant, her eyes were filled with gentleness. Even her cold face softened a little.
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