There was a scarlet-haired moon in the sky.
Scavenger vultures stood on the bare branches surrounded by darkness, their eyes as big as beans focused on a certain spot.
These guys who don't care about food or drink and only eat corpses are waiting for someone - to die.
Right where their eyes were fixed, there was a slight movement and the sound of a baby crying, which was getting fainter and fainter.
“Help…”
“Anyone please… please… save… save… the child…”
"Save... the child..."
"save……"
Amid the pile of dead bodies in the mass grave, the girl’s weak cry for help was almost inaudible.
It seems like it will drift away in this cold and dreary night at any moment.
Gradually, the baby's extremely faint humming sound could no longer be heard.
The girl's pleading voice was filled with unparalleled despair.
"save……"
“Please…”
No one came. How could anyone come to this desolate place with the stench of corpses everywhere and a mass grave that people would avoid?
Even though she knew it rationally, she still expected a miracle to happen.
How could she watch her child die?
Perhaps her sincerity moved God.
Even though she was disabled and couldn't move her limbs, she had lost too much blood, and her wounds had long since numbed her body, and she was barely holding on with a wisp of consciousness, she still heard it immediately!
It's like a person dying of thirst in a vast desert suddenly sees water.
She had long been unable to move, unable to call out.
Suddenly the sound got a little louder.
“Help…Help…”
Hearing the sound of horse hooves stopping not far from her, Ling Jing seemed to be grabbing at her last straw.
"beg……"
The moonlight is eerie.
She forced her eyelids open and looked up pleadingly.
His eyes met the gaze of the man riding on a tall, blood-red horse.
The man had his face covered and held a blood-stained sword in his hand, followed by several knights who were also masked.
What kind of look is that?
The moment Ling Jing met that man's gaze, she could only think of one word - Nine Nether Hell.
The strange, enchanting, cold and bloody red spider lily blooming in the Nine Netherworld.
Those were a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, clearly without any emotion.
But wherever his gaze fell, people would feel it difficult to breathe, and their souls would be taken away in an instant.
Beautiful, but chilling!
Unfathomable and... cruel.
When she saw this clearly, Ling Jing felt a trace of despair in her heart.
But how can I give up?
She wants to save her child!
She moved her lips, "Please... please... child... save the child... save us..."
Their eyes met for a moment.
The man's cold gaze fell on her wounded face, which was completely unrecognizable.
"This king really needs a child."
The sound was slightly elongated and faint at the end. Such a sound should have been very pleasant to hear, but to human ears, it sounded unusually cold, as if a strange, cold, pale ghost hand had silently reached out from an extremely deep ghost realm and gently placed on one's throat in the deserted midnight.
——Creepy.
Ling Jing didn't care about all this. No matter how dangerous the person in front of her was, as long as he could save her and the child, she was willing to work for him like a slave for the rest of her life!
The guard with a pale face came over behind the man and picked up the little baby who had already fallen silent from Ling Jing.
I checked with two fingers and found there was still breath.
He nodded to his master on the horse.
The man on the horse waved his hand and rode away first.
Dozens of people followed closely behind.
Everything happened in a flash. When the child was picked up, Ling Jing was grateful and happy, thinking that the other party would save her too.
That group of people had disappeared without a trace.
They weren't trying to save her, or the child.
They just stole her baby!
Intellectually, I know that the child will be saved.
But emotionally...
After a moment of shock, he reacted.
"Hahahaha~" She laughed sadly towards the sky.
But it's uglier than a ghost crying.
There really is no savior in this world! There really is no good person in this world! !
If you fall into hell, others will only add fuel to your fire!!
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 child in front of her, who was covered in blood, wrinkled, and crying as fragile as a kitten.
Twins...
She cried and laughed.
Her two children were only seven months old. Despite all the torture she endured, they were born three months earlier and were still alive.
Her baby has such a strong vitality and wants to survive so much.
She could no longer open her eyes. She knew what was happening to her body. She was going to die.
Even if Hua Tuo were alive, he couldn't save him.
But she 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 bloody and covered with wounds, and her hands and feet were broken. She thought she had been crawling for a century.
In fact, in the eyes of others, it is just a slight movement.
Gradually, the wriggling stopped.
Ling Jing was crying and laughing beside the baby.
The smile was very shallow, and even looked hideous on her face that was one part human and nine parts ghost.
But it depicts the deep, desperate attachment and reluctance to life.
Not far away, under a dark, cold tree, a man in a black robe was leaning lazily against the tree.
Perhaps it was because Ling Jing's tearful laughter was too shocking, the man who didn't know when it came or how many times he had watched this scene raised his eyelids slightly, and his beautiful light brown eyes, which were lazily half-closed, passed through a trace of splashing water.
There was a smile on the corner of his lips, "Tsk..."
When Ling Jing noticed someone coming, she almost lost the last bit of consciousness.
Even when looking at each other, my eyes are blurry.
She could feel someone picking up the child from her side, and someone seemed to immediately feed something into the child's mouth.
This time she would not foolishly expect the other party to save her.
Suddenly, a figure appeared above her head, looking down at her.
Because of this action, the long brown curly hair fell down.
He held the child in one hand, and impatiently tucked her curly hair behind her ear with his free hand, and moved closer to observe her, as if he could not smell the strong stench of corpses and the blood on her body.
"I'm dying." The other person had a gorgeous, deep voice, very sexy. His charming fragrance mixed with his own masculine scent, because they were close, brushed against Ling Jing's nose, warm and charming.
She didn't know where she got the strength from, but she bit a corner of his robe.
He seemed to chuckle.
Ling Jing's consciousness was almost completely gone.
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, and after a while, he reached out to wipe away the blood that was flowing from the corner of her trembling mouth.
The careless action gives people the illusion of being amorous.
"As you wish."
Four words, and all things bow.
At that moment, Ling Jing felt that the other person's beautiful long light brown eyes with a lazy smile were like a spooky and enchanting wildfire, which instantly ignited the dark and desperate night of the mass grave before her eyes.
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