Glancing condescendingly at the yes-man, who was as big as a finger and could do nothing but tremble, Xue Tianao withdrew his eyes indifferently. He had no interest in attacking such a thing that didn't even have the power to fight back.
Besides, if Jiufeng dies, this yes-man will also die.
He turned around and left indifferently, but didn't want to...
Xue Tianao intended to let the yes-man go temporarily so that he would suffer less, but the yes-man was still dissatisfied...
The moment Xue Tian'ao turned around, the yes-man made a "whoosh" sound, straightened his body, and flew straight towards Xue Tian'ao...
This yes-man actually wants to find Xue Tianao as his new host!
"Xue Tianao, be careful!"
Dongfang Ningxin's eyes turned cold. If that sharp light could be used as a sharp blade, the yes-man would have died thousands of times...
Unfortunately, looks can't kill insects, so...
Dongfang Ningxin, who couldn't find the golden needle, pulled out a hair.
Whoosh...
The slender hair, no longer as smooth as usual, shot straight towards the yes-man...
Dongfang Ningxin moved quickly. Xue Tianao discovered the yes-man attack and saw Dongfang Ningxin take action, so he was not worried at all and had no intention of taking action...
There is absolutely no way that the yes man could escape under Dongfang Ningxin's eyes and treat him as a new host.
But……
What made Xue Tianao miscalculate was that the one who stopped the yes-man was not Dongfang Ningxin...
There was a "bang" sound and sparks sounded.
"Jie..."
The yes-man only came and screamed, then disappeared without a trace.
Behind him, the smell of barbecue made this lifeless spiritual realm feel more real.
Knowing that the little thing he just shot was harmless, Xue Tianao was not in a hurry, stopped, turned around calmly, and looked at the flashing flames in front of him.
The bright red flame seemed to be very timid. Under Xue Tianao's gaze, it swayed from side to side, its small body flickering and dimming, just like a small candle in the wind...
It's as if the soul of fire that has burned everything will be extinguished as long as Xuetian is proud of it.
Seeing the soul of fire who was aggrieved and uneasy, looking for comfort, a flash of embarrassment flashed across Xue Tianao's tense face.
He felt like a bad guy bullying a kid.
Although he never considered himself a good person, he would never be so immoral as to attack a child...
Facing the powerful and arrogant Jiufeng, Xue Tian Aoneng killed him without blinking an eye. However, facing this kind of fire soul who was obviously very strong but acted aggrieved and had no intention of attacking, Xue Tian
Ao really doesn't know how to deal with it...
With a cold snort, and after alleviating his embarrassment, Xue Tianao turned around again and walked towards Dongfang Ningxin, this time his pace unconsciously accelerated...
I don’t know what happened, but the soul of fire was following Xue Tianao like crazy.
The snowy weather is fast, so is it.
Snow is arrogant and slow.
Flashing and flashing, floating around behind Xue Tianao...
Dongfang Ningxin, who stood aside and took in this scene, began to raise the corner of her mouth and smile lightly, but soon her eyes gradually became moist...
Staring at the Fire Soul without blinking...
Tears rolled down the corners of my eyes...
son!
It seems, it seems!
The fire soul following Xue Tianao looked so much like their son.
If, if they were born in an ordinary family, their children should be like this...
Walking on her chubby calves, she followed Xue Tianao with a look of grievance, wanting to be hugged by Xue Tianao...
As for Yixue Tianao's grown-up style, even if he wanted to pick up his son, he would not turn around. He would just purse his lips, grimace, and slow down without any trace, so that their son could keep up.
As the mother of a child, she stood in the room and watched this scene. Her first reaction was to rush forward, squat down, open her arms, and pick up the little Xiao Ao who had been wronged, but was just like his father, stubborn and not crying.
…
Snap...
Tears fell from the corners of Dongfang Ningxin's eyes.
Even if she knew that Xiao Xiaoao was in Zhongzhou, even if she knew that Ming and Qinran were protecting her, even if she knew that Xiao Xiaoao was safe, she still missed Xiao Xiaoao very much...
She held such a small child in her arms, soft and round, with her little mouth pouting. She knew she was about to be separated from her parents, but she was so proud that she neither cried nor made a fuss.
He only looked at her with a pair of bright black eyes, as if he wanted to engrav her appearance deeply in his mind, for fear that he would forget his parents' appearance after being away from them for a long time...
Their son is so young, but so considerate.
And God is so cruel. He is just a child, but he made him wander around and suffer the pain of separation at a young age...
"Baby, mother misses you so much. I miss you so much."
"My heart aches thinking about it."
"Baby, if possible, mother is willing to use everything to exchange for your happiness."
Dongfang Ningxin cried softly, covering her mouth with her left hand, trying desperately to suppress her voice, not wanting Xue Tianao to hear...
"Baby, mother misses you so much..." Dongfang Ningxin's shoulders kept shaking, speaking of her depression at this time.
Her son is almost one year old, but they have only been together for less than three days.
Is there any mother in the world who is more derelict in her duties than her?
She doesn't deserve to be a mother.
"Dongfang Ningxin..."
Xue Tianao looked at Dongfang Ningxin, with self-blame, guilt and self-disgust in his eyes.
What could make Dongfang Ningxin lose control like this? You don't need to think about it to know what it is.
He is a useless husband who cannot support his wife.
He is a useless father who cannot keep his wife and children healthy throughout their lives.
The hand holding the sky-breaking gun became harder and harder, and there was a rattling sound from the knuckles...
Listening to Xue Tianao's voice, Dongfang Ningxin quickly stopped sobbing...
Breathing heavily and self-hypnotizing over and over again, she was able to suppress the deep-seated longing in her heart and burst into a smile that was uglier than crying. Dongfang Ningxin found an extremely clumsy excuse.
"The sand is blinding!"
Xue Tianao looked at Dongfang Ningxin silently, looking at the sadness hidden deep in those eyes, Xue Tianao inserted the sky-breaking spear into the ground...
He stepped forward, put his hands on Dongfang Ningxin's face, and wiped away the tears from the corners of Dongfang Ningxin's eyes little by little.
"Dongfang Ningxin, next time you want to cry, just cry as much as you want, I'm here."
"Okay." Dongfang Ning responded heartily.
Her delicate cheeks were rubbed red by Xue Tianao, and her rough fingers rubbed the corners of her eyes. It hurt, but Dongfang Ningxin didn't make a sound to remind her.
She indulged in, indulged in Xue Tianao's gentleness, indulged in the sense of security brought by Xue Tianao's clumsy hands...
Xue Tian'ao didn't know either. It wasn't until a piece of skin was scratched on his cheek that Xue Tian'ao discovered...
He looked at his hands with dissatisfaction. The five fingers of his left hand were pressed very tightly together and were somewhat deformed. The pads of his ten fingers were covered with calluses. These were not a pair of pampered hands. Prince Snow did not have such hands.
But such hands belong to Dongfang Ningxin’s husband Xue Tianao...