After walking for a full half an hour, I slowly wandered to Dijiang's residence and entered the sphere of influence of seven old locust trees.
Di Jiang slowly turned his head and looked in the direction of Su Ling, with a weak and gentle smile still on his face, and waved to Su Ling.
"Come here, come to Auntie."
The voice was like coaxing, full of bewitching atmosphere.
Su Ling was like a puppet that had lost its soul. She couldn't control her steps and walked in the direction of Dijiang involuntarily.
"Come here, come here -"
When Di Jiang waved, a string of runes flashed past.
And from Su Ling's chest, a ball of blood-colored light shot out, forming the shape of a formation, echoing with each other.
The man in black robe sneered, his voice hoarse, and said: "Yes, the attracting talisman of this divine talisman is really useful, and it worked for you to stick it on this kid. But -"
The man in black robe changed the topic, his voice became sharp and full of criticism, and said: "Di Jiang, I asked you to put two attracting talismans on the sons of gods and demons. Why did you only get one?"
Di Jiang put his arms around the attracted Su Ling, looked at the man in black robe, and said, "Mrs. Xuanyuan's other child has a very cold temper. He has a similar relationship with Xun'er. He doesn't want to come to my place."
"Forget it, the other party is very wary. It's not easy to catch one. I'll take him away first."
As he said that, the man in black grabbed Su Ling from Di Jiang's hand, stretched out his knife, and slashed hard at the back of the little guy's neck.
Su Ling's body softened, tilted to the right, and completely fainted.
"Palace Master!"
Seeing Su Ling's fallen appearance, Di Jiang couldn't help but show a trace of worry on his face, and said, "What will you do to this child?"
The black-robed man picked up Su Ling, who had fainted, with one hand, turned around, and said in a cold voice: "The Lord God said that there is a big secret in the body of the son of gods and demons. As for what the secret is, it must be revealed.
Know!"
After saying that, the body of the man in black robe turned into a black lightning and disappeared into the dark night.
The first ray of dawn poured down, and Di Jiang still had a weak and submissive smile like a puppet on his face, and his eyes were very empty.
Di Jiang is dead.
She is just a few scattered souls of Di Jiang, a puppet created by the old man Xin Mo who collected them and used the power of Xin Mo Sect.
There are only some sporadic broken memories, and the deep longing for her husband and daughter, which will last forever, and the rest is nothingness.
She had no way to disobey the old man's will.
Di Jiang lowered his head and looked at his hands, with a smile still on his face. Under the early morning light, a drop of tear fell down.
"What's this?"
She was dumbfounded, full of confusion, looking at the water-like objects that kept falling on her hands.
*****
In the early morning, the sun shines through the window lattice, and Ling Luo is still sleeping soundly in her husband's arms.
I have been running very hard these days, and I haven't had such a refreshing sleep for a long time. It was so comfortable.
Xuanyuan Yu was actually awake, but because he couldn't bear to disturb his wife, he didn't move. He just had a doting smile on his lips and looked greedily at her beautiful sleeping face.
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.
"Father, mother, have you seen your brother?" Su Jue's voice sounded slightly anxious.