1407. Chapter 1407 If you don't leave me, you won't abandon me 15
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Yang Zimei walked over, looked at Long Zhutian, and reached out to touch his slightly cold face, "The God of Death came just now. The souls that can be taken away by the God of Death have good places to go, so don't worry.
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"Sister-in-law, is it true? Mom will be fine?"
Long Zhuiyue wiped his tears and asked.
Yang Zimei nodded, "The souls who can spare the Lord Death to seize their souls may either enter heaven and become immortals and angels, or they may have a perfect reincarnation without having to go through the judgment of the King of Hell."
"That's great!"
Long Zhuiyue burst into tears and smiled, "If my mother can become a fairy and an angel, she will definitely look after us and accompany us in the sky. It's not that we don't have a mother, it's just that we are far away, right, sister-in-law, brother."
Yang Zimei and Long Zhutian nodded at the same time.
At this time, Xuehu Youyou woke up, opened his small black eyes, and looked at her.
"Xuehu, are you awake?"
Yang Zimei cried out happily and hugged it tightly, "I was scared to death. I thought you wouldn't wake up!"
"How long have I been asleep?"
Xue Hu asked her out loud.
His voice was no longer as weak as before, and Yang Zimei felt slightly relieved.
"Soon, only a few hours."
Yang Zimei was debating whether or not to tell him that the God of Death had visited.
She thought for a while and finally decided not to say anything.
Xue Hu looked at Long Zhutian and saw that his physical condition had returned to normal, and asked doubtfully: "Is he okay?"
"Well. The Western black magic in him is originally unsolvable. But, Xuehu, do you still remember the black rose star from the vampire family Youster that I bought at the auction in City B? No.
It occurred to me that the blood beads hidden inside happen to be sacred objects that can restrain black magic."
Yang Zimei stroked his fur guiltily, "If I had known this, I wouldn't have needed you to get hurt and consume your energy. I'm sorry."
"It's okay."
Xue Hu curled up slightly in her arms, then jumped out of her arms, "Girl, I'm going back to the room first, you guys are busy with your work."
After saying that, it ran away.
Yang Zimei asked Xiao Qian to follow him so that he could report it in time if anything happened to him.
"Brother, you and your sister-in-law must have a lot to talk about. Mom and I are leaving first."
Long Zhuiyue took off Long Zhutian's shirt wrapping the skull, picked him up, and walked away knowingly.
In the huge courtyard, suddenly only Long Zhutian and Yang Zimei were left.
The atmosphere suddenly solidified.
Yang Zimei looked at Long Zhutian in front of him quietly, looking at his broken arm, and didn't know what to say.
Long Zhutian may not have gotten over the sadness of losing his mother yet, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Yang Zimei was a bit gloomy.
Yang Zimei approached him, stretched out her hands, wrapped them around his waist, put her face against his hot chest, and softly called out, "Zhu Tian!"
Long Zhutian stretched out his one arm, hugged her shoulders forcefully, put his chin on the top of her hair, and said in a sad and gloomy voice, "Sister, I have become a motherless child."
Yang Zimei was slightly startled.
She never expected that such words would come out of his mouth, so she felt sad and hugged him tighter, "You still have me!"
"Um."
Long Zhutian responded and hugged her tightly.
If she could see it at this time, she would definitely find that on his face, which was accustomed to being strong and indifferent, there was the confusion like a child, the confusion of losing his mother.
He couldn't cry like Long Zhuiyue, he could only mourn silently.
This kind of vulnerability would only show up in front of Yang Zimei.