Among the dead in the mass grave, the girl's frail cry for help was almost inaudible.
It seemed like it would drift away in this cold windy night at any moment.
Gradually, the baby's extremely weak humming sound could no longer be heard.
The girl's pleading voice was filled with unparalleled despair.
"save……"
"please……"
No one has come. How could anyone come to this mass grave in the wilderness, where the smell of corpses fills the sky, and which is unavoidable to everyone?
Even if she knew it rationally, she still expected a miracle to happen.
How could she watch her child die?
Maybe her sincerity moved God.
Even though she was so crippled that she couldn't move her hands and feet, lost too much blood, and the wounds all over her body had long been numb from pain, and now she was almost relying on a ray of consciousness to hold on. She still heard it immediately!
Just like the vast desert, a person on the verge of death from thirst suddenly sees water.
She could no longer move or cry out.
Suddenly the sound got a little louder.
"Save...save..."
When she heard the sound of horse hooves stopping not far from her, Ling Jing grasped at the last straw.
"beg……"
The moonlight is eerie.
She forced her eyelids up and raised her head in begging.
His eyes met the eyes of the man riding on a tall, blood-red horse.
The man had his face covered and was holding a blood-stained sword, followed by several knights who were also masked.
What kind of look is that?
The moment Ling Jing met the man's eyes, she could only think of one word - Nine Nether Hell.
The strange and enchanting, cold and bloody Flower of the Other Side blooms in the Nine Nether Hells.
Those are a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, obviously without any emotion.
But wherever his eyes fell, he felt it was difficult to breathe, and in an instant he took away three souls and seven souls of people.
Beautiful, but chilling!
Unfathomable and...cruel.
When she saw this clearly, Ling Jing felt a trace of despair in her heart.
But how can you give up?
She wants to save her child!
She moved her lips, "Please...please...child...save the child...save us..."
The eyes looked at each other for a moment.
The man's cold gaze fell on her face, which was covered in wounds and had no apparent appearance.
"This king really needs a child."
The end of the voice is slightly prolonged and light. Such a voice should be extremely pleasant to listen to, but to human ears, the voice feels unusually cold, as if it is coming out quietly from an extremely deep ghost world.
A strange, cold, pale ghost hand gently rested on his throat in the deserted midnight.
——Creepy.
Ling Jing couldn't care less about this. No matter how dangerous the person in front of her was, as long as she and her child were saved, she would be willing to work hard for him for the rest of her life!
The ice-white guard behind the man came over and picked up the little baby who had long since lost his voice from Ling Jing's side.
I checked it with two fingers and found that there was still energy.
He nodded to the owner of the horse.
The man on the horse waved his hand and rode away first.
Dozens of people followed closely behind.
Everything happened in an instant, when the child was picked up, Ling Jing felt grateful and happy that the other person would also save her.
That group of people had long since disappeared without a trace.
They were not trying to save her, nor were they trying to save the child.
They just robbed her child!
I know rationally that the child will be saved.
But emotionally...
After being stunned for a moment, he came to his senses.
"Hahahaha~" She looked up to the sky and laughed sadly.
But it's worse than a ghost crying.
There really is no savior in this world! There really are no good people in this world!!
If you fall into hell, others will only add fuel and fire to your body!!
But suddenly, there was a sudden pause.
Another wave of pain came from my stomach.
A moment later.
She lowered her eyes and looked at the bloody, wrinkled, fragile and crying child in front of her.
twins...
She cried and laughed.
Her two children were only seven months old. She suffered such torture, but they were born three months early and still survived tenaciously.
Her baby is so tenacious and wants to live.
She couldn't open her eyes more and more. She knew how her body was doing and that she was going to die.
Hua Tuo could not be saved even while he was alive.
But she still has a baby!
How could she die, how could she die like this!
She wants to save her child...
Even if the child’s biological father and origin are unknown!
Her body was covered in blood and wounds, and her limbs and limbs were all broken. She thought she had crawled for a century.
In fact, in the eyes of others, it is just a slight squirm.
Gradually, the squirming disappeared.
Ling Jing laughed and cried until her blood flowed next to the baby.
The smile and cry were very shallow, and even looked ferocious on her face, which was half human and half ghost at this moment.
But it depicts a deep, desperate nostalgia for life and reluctance to give up.
Under the dark cold tree not far away, a man in black robe lazily leaned against the tree.
Maybe Ling Jing's tearful smile was too shocking. I don't know when it came, and I don't know how much he watched the scene. The man raised his eyelids, and a trace of water splashed through his lazy, half-squinted hazel eyes.
Splashing ripples.
There was a smile on the corner of his lips, "Tsk..."
When she noticed someone approaching, Ling Jing almost lost her last bit of consciousness.
Even looking at each other, my eyes are blurry.
She could feel someone picking up the child from her side, and seemed to immediately put something in the child's mouth.
She won't foolishly expect the other party to save her this time.
Suddenly, a figure above her head came down to look at her.
Because of this action, the long brown curly hair fell down.
He held the child with one hand, and with his free hand he pushed the long curly hair behind his ear impatiently, and moved closer to observe her. It was as if he couldn't smell the strong smell of corpses around her and the smell of blood on her body.
Similar.
"I'm going to die." The other person has a gorgeous deep voice, which is very sexy. The charming fragrance on his body is mixed with his own masculine scent. Because of the close distance, it touches the tip of Ling Jing's nose, which is warm and charming.
She didn't know where she got the strength to bite a corner of his robe.
He seemed to chuckle.
Ling Jing's consciousness almost completely disappeared.
I vaguely felt the other person's palm covering my forehead, which was the only warmth in this cold night.
"Want to live?"
How could she not want to live! She wanted to live! No matter what, she couldn't die! How could she die like this!
She no longer had the strength to speak.
The man's eyes fell on her face. After a while, he stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood that poured out of the corner of her trembling mouth.
The careless movements give people the illusion of affection.
"as you wish."
Four words, everything bows.
At that moment, Ling Jing felt that the other party's long, beautiful light brown eyes with a lazy smile were like a strange and alluring wildfire, igniting the dark and desperate night of mass graves in front of her.