Chapter 113 The nursery rhyme that sounded in the flames
As the entire team advances deeper and deeper, the oxygen concentration in the air becomes higher and higher. Except for the parents of Wang Wutian, Zhongli Hongyi and others who are still alive, all the other older people in the team are dead.
Gone.
What followed was one after another of young children, unconscious and dying due to oxygen poisoning.
Their parents and relatives suppressed the sadness and pain in their hearts, and almost put the torches in their hands on the mouths of these children, but it still did not help. The high oxygen partial pressure, even if the oxygen concentration was reduced by the burning of the torches,
At this time, it has become a chronic poison with no solution that can be fatal.
Poisoning these young and immature lives bit by bit.
"My child...who will save him?"
"Why? God, why did you take my daughter's life? She is still so young, less than five years old, why?"
"Haohao, hold on, don't fall asleep, wake up quickly..."
"Why should I follow them and leave the village? If I don't leave with them, will my child die?"
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The innocent children's faces began to gradually become stiff and wooden.
The twitching and rigidity of the facial muscles becomes more and more serious as time goes by. Every time you take a breath like a gossamer, there is a continuous flow of bright red blood flowing out of the mouth, nose and corners of the mouth. The internal organs in the body have begun to malignant
Debilitating disease.
The little hands that have not yet grown up hang down weakly, and the eyes are closed tightly and can no longer be opened.
Some people can't bear the sadness and pain of separation, so they cry silently and sob softly while holding the body of their child. Even though the child is already dead and the little body gradually becomes cold, they are unwilling to let go.
There are also people who, after losing their parents and children one after another, become mentally trance-like, staggering when they walk, and their empty and indifferent eyes reveal deep numbness and grief.
"Mom...Mom, Yuan'er feels so...uncomfortable, her eyes hurt." Among them, a petite and cute little girl lay in her mother's arms, squirming slightly with her pale lips stained with bloodshot eyes, crying and whispering.
"Yuan'er, be good, don't cry, don't fall asleep, you know?" The young woman Lu Meixue burst into tears while holding her daughter. She hugged her with trembling hands and watched her daughter gradually change from lively and active to
He was dying until he was about to die.
This made her heartache like a knife.
"Who will save my daughter?" Lu Meixue looked at everyone, with red eyes, and cried loudly: "I am willing to give everything of myself, even if it means being a cow or a horse."
But the only response she received was silent silence.
Looking at everyone's expressions, Lu Meixue subconsciously hugged her arms tightly, her big eyes filled with tears. Suddenly, a scene flashed in her mind. It was a young man whose whole body was shrouded in a colorful halo. He
Holding a long knife filled with flames and lightning in one hand, he slashed a terrifying spider monster to death from a distance of dozens of meters.
"He is so powerful, even that kind of terrifying monster is no match for him. There must be a way to save my daughter!"
"There must be a way, Yuan'er, you have to hold on...!"
It was as if Lu Meixue was on the verge of death and grabbed a life-saving straw.
Without thinking, she immediately rushed forward with her good daughter in her arms, running towards the leader Wang Wutian, and came to Wang Wutian to block his way. Suddenly, without hesitation, she knelt down on her legs with a "pop" sound, her eyes filled with tears.
of desire and hope.
He cried with a trembling voice: "Wutian, I beg you, please save my daughter!"
"Even if you let me work as a cow or a horse for you in the future, I just ask you to show mercy and save my daughter. She is still so young..."
Wang Wutian looked at the young woman kneeling in front of him, and the look of desire and hope in her eyes. That kind of pure and sincere motherly love touched his heart slightly, and his eyelids trembled slightly unnoticeably.
Down.
He did not respond directly to the other party, but turned back and looked at his parents, relatives and friends.
"Wutian, if you really have this ability, please save this cute little girl." Du Yingying couldn't help but comfort her. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her left hand. As a mother, she felt a little bit worried about this.
Feel the same.
"Son, if you can really save me, then do it."
"Brother Wutian, she looks so pitiful..."
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The tender-hearted parents and relatives could not help but speak out to comfort Wang Wutian.
I hope he takes action to save this little girl.
All the other middle-aged and elderly people in the entire team were dead, but they were the only ones who were fine. Du Yingying and Wang Yuanshan and others had some speculations, and it should be related to what Wang Wutian had injected into his body before.
When other people heard the words of Du Yingying, Lu Meixue and others, they all turned their heads and looked over. Many men and women holding children also showed a trace of hope and desire in their eyes, quietly watching the children shrouded in colorful halos.
Wang Wutian.
Being watched by so many people.
The slightest stirrings in Wang Wutian's heart were quickly suppressed by his own reason.
"Everyone else in this team can indulge in emotional impulses, but I, the leader, cannot have any emotional impulses. Otherwise, who knows, it will ruin the hope of living and bring death to them."
"Once I actually save any of them from oxygen poisoning, then everyone else will be saved."
"A little impatience will mess up a big plan."
"I will protect your kindness, and I will be responsible for this ruthless villain."
Wang Wutian took a deep breath to calm himself down.
Turning around, he no longer looked at his parents and relatives, deliberately pretending to be sympathetic and helpless, and said to Lu Meixue: "I am not a god, I can't save your daughter."
Lu Meixue was stunned. She was attentive and saw the disguise from the change in Wang Wutian's eyes.
Just then.
The little hand of her daughter in her arms dropped down weakly, and she was no longer breathing.
"Yuan'er, are you asleep?" A low and calm whisper came quietly from Lu Meixue's dry mouth. Her eyes, which were red from crying, revealed deep despair and numbness as she murmured
He said to himself: "If you don't answer mom, it seems that mom's little baby is really asleep. Good sleep, good sleep..."
"When you fall asleep, you won't feel the pain anymore, and your little baby can sleep peacefully."
"In the past, you always asked your mother to sing to you before going to bed, but your mother has never sang to you, so how about she sing to you this time?"
"Baby, if you don't say anything, mommy will take it as your promise."
Lu Meixue stood up and walked to the side holding her daughter's body.
He began to hum softly a nursery rhyme.
"The stars in the sky don't speak, the dolls on the ground miss their mother, the eyes in the sky blink, my mother's heart is Lu Binghua, the tea garden in my hometown is full of flowers, my mother's heart is in the end of the world, I think of my mother's words every night, and the tears sparkle
…….”
The torch that was originally held tightly in her hand also moved closer to the clothes on her body amidst the beautiful nursery rhymes.
"boom!"
In a high concentration oxygen environment.
The raging fire burning on the clothes was like pouring gasoline, and it burned more and more fiercely. Soon, Lu Meixue held her daughter's body and turned into a human-shaped torch.
However, she still didn't realize it and walked away alone.
"Yuan'er, don't be afraid of being alone. Mom will be with you soon..."