Fire Concubine: Demon Lord, too presumptuous!

Chapter 395 It's Him 6
Xiao Jiuhan was covered in injuries, her arms and body hurt from the water injury, the corners of her mouth were full of blood, and her nose was also bleeding. She crawled over to pick up her son.

"Tiancheng..." she called silently, "Mother is here...you wake up, mother will not let you die!"

But Xiao Tiancheng didn't make any movement anymore, and wouldn't surround her with a smile anymore.

"Ah!!!!" Xiao Jiuhan yelled heartbreakingly, "Tiancheng..."

"Who will save my son... save my son..."

The well-known yin and yang Siming held a boy who had lost his heart in his arms and begged frantically. The wounds on her body were rotten, but she didn't care.

"Save my child..." She knelt down, and there were no more tears in the corners of her eyes, as if she couldn't cry anymore.

The snow was flying, and there were only three figures of their mother and son in the endless snow.

Gradually, a shadow appeared in front of my eyes.

The shadow was tall and big, and the pace was slow. The man was wearing a black fox fur, delicate and noble.

He walked over slowly, carrying a plum fragrance.

There was a film in front of Xiao Jiuhan's eyes, which was from crying. She looked vaguely at the man who appeared, and she almost couldn't see who was coming.

"Uncle!" Xiao Yasen called excitedly.

Mo Jue?

It's him?

Mo Jue rubbed the woman's head with a smile, and smiled gently: "Leave the child to me."

Xiao Jiuhan didn't know what she was thinking at this moment, and she didn't know why the moment Mo Jue appeared, she seemed to see hope.

For so many years, whenever she was in trouble, Mo Jue would definitely show up at the first time, and when she got through the trouble safely, he would leave again.

Following the footsteps of Mo Jue, he came to a strange place.

"Wait for me here." Mo Jue didn't look back.

But before entering the secret room, he turned his head and looked at the woman's figure with his invisible eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Waiting is painful and tormenting.

Xiao Jiuhan didn't know how long she had been waiting outside, so she hugged Xiao Yasen and sat on the ground without moving.

The sun rose and set in the east and went back and forth a few times, and the heavy snow outside the secret room kept falling.

But until the New Year's Eve was joyously greeted in the capital of the world, the door of the secret room was not opened.

It's been a month.

"Boom--"

Xiao Jiuhan raised his head suddenly, thinking that the tall figure would come out, but...

"Amagi?" She ran over excitedly and hugged her son.

"Mother."

Tiancheng's face was still pale, but it was undeniable that he was really still alive.

Tiancheng raised his hand, "Mother, here is a letter for you."

Xiao Jiuhan was too excited to speak, took the letter and hurriedly opened it, but when she read the contents of the letter, her face turned pale instantly.

He suddenly rushed into the secret room, only to find that there was no one there, only the blood-stained dagger on the ground, and... the blood that had dried up on the ground.

Mo Jue...

...

"Mother, did uncle save me?"

The mother and son walked in the snow covered with lanterns and festoons. The doors of every house on both sides of the street were hung with lanterns and pasted with couplets.

Today is New Year's Eve.

"Yes." The woman's voice no longer fluctuated.

She took a child by the hand and walked forward step by step.

Xiao Tiancheng jumped excitedly: "Uncle is so amazing!"

On the other hand, Xiao Yasen frowned and said nothing.

Xiao Tiancheng pulled Niangqin's finger, his little nose turned red from the cold.

"Mother, where did that uncle go?"

The woman's footsteps stopped, she lowered her eyes and looked deeply at Xiao Tiancheng, tears overflowed from the bottom of her eyes, and fell into the snow along the tip of her nose.

"Uncle, he... is in your heart."

It turned out that Mo Jue gave his heart to Di Tiancheng.

　Sorry?

　　well enough.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)