little spicy jiao

Chapter 110

"To hug."

The childish and childish voice sounded in the empty and silent snow field, spreading far away.

Ben was an ignorant child at the mercy of others, but because of the comfort and warmth felt in his small body and the short but safe embrace, he learned to ask for help and rely on him.

He was originally alone, and suffered so much that he almost fell into the snow. Because of his broken feet, he could no longer walk, because he was full of despair and fear, he could no longer speak, and his heart and body were full of pain.

However, just before the child was about to die, someone saved him.

The invisible person, with a generous and warm embrace, seemed to be omnipotent, protected him in his embrace, and the vitality full of vitality stripped away all the pain he had suffered.

The kiss lightly printed on the forehead, full of pity and love, is as important as life. It is the salvation that Mo Jiaojiao, whose eyes are numb and lifeless, most desires.

The child clearly knows that this person saved him, he can ask for help, he can act like a baby, he can ask for a hug, and even in the most terrifying dream, he is not alone.

The toddler sitting in the snow stretched his arms stubbornly, his big eyes looked expectantly at the snow field that seemed empty at first glance, and said softly:

"Jiao Jiao still wants a hug."

The banshee stepped back a few steps in panic when she heard the words, and asked in disbelief:

"Xuewa, what are you talking about? There is no one else here. If you want the Yinshengu clan to survive, you can only ask me for help!"

"I'm not Xuewa." The child shook his head blankly, "I'm Cherry Pepper, Mo Jiaojiao."

"Then are you going to give up the owner of the Hidden God Valley?" the banshee asked forcefully.

"Jiao Jiao doesn't know." Mo Jiaojiao blinked hesitantly, and then said innocently: "If you can't cure Jiao Jiao, you won't be very good. Jiao Jiao must be able to protect Jiao Jiao."

As he spoke, Mo Jiaojiao continued to raise his small arms, looking forward expectantly.

Only then did the banshee notice something was wrong with the child.Logically, according to their plan, this little brat should be dying by now, and his reason is completely at the mercy of others.

However, at this moment, Mo Jiaojiao's round black eyes are clear and childish, his little face is rosy and looks extremely healthy, and his expression and behavior are also lively and agile, which seems to be inconsistent with expectations.

So, who is it that can make dreams change without anyone noticing?

The more the banshee thought about it, the more frightened she became, and she couldn't help but follow the child to look over, and saw an astonishing black figure slowly appearing from the snow.

The tall and straight sword fairy in black walked up to the child slowly, knelt down on one knee, leaned over and held the child under the armpit, picked him up, and gently protected him in his arms, blocking all the wind and snow.

Narrow eyes, solemn face, black hair flying, sword intent like a white rainbow.

The person in front of her was actually the No. 1 kendo in the comprehension world, Chongrong Sword Master Dugu Jiu, who had almost killed her on the spot.

The icy-cold gaze glanced over, and with just one glance, it crushed the banshee's last sliver of luck.

The slightly cool big hand covered the child's round eyes, blocking the innocent and ignorant eyes.

In the next moment, the violent surge of fear made the banshee unable to breathe smoothly, and the terrifying coercion of the man instantly overwhelmed her spirit, pushing down the banshee's high head inch by inch.

The straight back was also uncontrollably forced to bend down towards the child, and the knees were hit by the sword energy and could no longer support it.

With the crisp sound of broken joints, the banshee screamed in pain, her eyes turned black, and she fell to her knees in front of Mo Jiaojiao. Forced by the sharp sword intent, she kowtowed deeply.

Then, a cold and deep voice sounded slowly, carrying an undisguised killing intent.

"The muscles and bones are broken, you can't lift your head, you can't walk, you can't even sit up, and you will crawl at the foot of the Yinshen Valley for the rest of your life. This is your destination. Are you satisfied with this?"

The banshee had already vomited blood in the snow, but she couldn't even move a single finger. Her entire body was crushed by the man's terrifying sword intent. If it wasn't for the strong support of her spirit, she might have returned to the west at this moment.

However, with such humiliation, she can only die in a dream like a disabled person for the rest of her life. It is clear that life is better than death, how can she be willing?

The banshee's eyes were slit, she grabbed the ground with her head, and asked heart-piercingly:

"I just ask, what did I do wrong? Hidden God Valley used a secret method to prompt the demon race to come into the world, giving them a chance to live but doomed them to die badly! The demon race and the double cannot coexist! It can be said that there is no end to death !Then, what is wrong with us trying to overthrow the Yinshengu clan with our own strength, to gain a chance of survival? What is wrong with us!"

"Everything has a survival instinct. No matter how innocent Shentuzi is, he can only blame the Yinshengu clan for planting evil results! Even if we drive Mo Jiaojiao to death, so what?"

As soon as the words fell, the sword shadow soaring to the sky swooped down, cutting off the banshee's powerless limbs almost in the blink of an eye. The severe pain forced the banshee to raise her head and howl.

However, before Mo Jiaojiao's shrill cry could reach Mo Jiaojiao, it was blocked by the strong sword energy.

"The dream of Jiaojiao is in the same line as the secret realm of the cultivation world, and it is the only hiding place for the monster's avatar. You could have lived in seclusion in the secret realm and spent your life in peace, without torturing Jiaojiao at all. However, you are not greedy enough."

"Shentuzi is the precious heart of the Yinshengu family, and the only lifeline for the continuation of Yinshengu. You know that Jiaojiao is innocent, but you try to destroy him in vain, and force Yinshengu to sacrifice the whole family to save Jiaojiao. Overthrow, so as to obtain the opportunity to leave the secret realm to live freely. May I ask, what is wrong with Jiaojiao?"

"The Yinshengu family has fallen, the Yaozu has declined, the Tiandao family is dominant, and the merger of the mainland is nowhere in sight. For your own selfish desires, you join forces with Tiandao, sacrifice Shentuzi, sacrifice Yinshengu, sacrifice the entire Yaozu, and even all the front and back of the mainland. All living beings are cut off for you to regain your freedom, which is no different from being buried with you, so what do you think is wrong with such a method?"

"I have seen in my life that selfish, ugly and sinister people are the worst for monster race substitutes."

Every word and every word of the cold words can be said to hit the nail on the head.

Dugu Jiu stared coldly at the screaming banshee from a high position, his eyes were cold and dark, his solemn expression remained unchanged, and he was still calm, but the words in his mouth questioned people's hearts, smashing the banshee's high-sounding sophistry, revealing the hidden secrets of the banshee. the filth beneath.

The banshee couldn't control herself at this time, her tears flowed down her cheeks, she still shouted in a hoarse and broken voice:

"To survive for myself, no matter how many sacrifices are made, it is... as it should be! I am happy and happy, and it is worthwhile to exchange all the creatures in the world for my freedom! Why do we have to live in a secret place forever? leave?"

"Very good." Dugu Jiu replied indifferently, "Freedom and survival, since you have lost the world for freedom, then it is only right for all living beings to lose you now. What's wrong with being king or defeating the enemy?"

As soon as these words came out, the banshee trembled with extreme anger, and clenched her teeth until her mouth was dripping with blood, but she still couldn't find any words to refute.

They... completely lost.

In order to escape from the secret realm and regain freedom, countless souls died because of them. Now, all the despair and pain have returned to them, and the retribution is really unhappy.

The bowed back collapsed, and the banshee's already crippled body was sunk deep in the white snow. Her eyes were cracked, and blood and tears were winding.

The color of Dugu Jiu's eyes remained unchanged, she just watched quietly for a while, then turned around with the child in her arms, and walked towards the faint mountains in the distance.

The child had been covering his eyes all the time, and was wrapped up in the sword energy, and he couldn't hear a single sound, so he finally couldn't hold back anymore.

Nestled in the man's arms, the small body twisted and twisted, the small hands grasped the big palms to grope, the feet kicked wildly, and yelled softly:

"Jiao Jiao wants to watch too, but Jiao Jiao can't hear."

Dugu Jiu let go of her hand slowly after hearing the words, but still placed it in front of Mo Jiaojiao to cover it, so that the child gradually got used to the brighter light.

Mo Jiaojiao turned his head suspiciously and looked around, but saw heavy snow all over the sky, he couldn't help turning his head to look at the man, and timidly said:

"The bad monster is gone. She sews dolls for Jiao Jiao, and always secretly pricks Jiao Jiao's palms with needles. It hurts so much."

As he spoke, the child spread out his fleshy palms to show the man.

Dugu Jiu held his little hand and rubbed it slowly, then asked in a low voice, "It still hurts now?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Mo Jiaojiao shook his head, "Jiaojiao told the owner that his hand hurts, but the bad monster wouldn't let Jiaojiao say that she did it, so the owner put ointment on Jiaojiao and huhu, and said that Jiaojiao Lazy and unwilling to write."

Mo Jiaojiao put his hand to the man's lips, and said softly and coquettishly: "Give Jiaojiao Huhu, it won't hurt anymore."

Dugu stared at the child intently, held the little hand, and let out a breath, which made the child giggle.

The deep eyes stared at the innocent smiling face, and suddenly asked softly: "Jiajiao can laugh?"

Mo Jiaojiao stopped belatedly, shook his head, "Jiaojiao won't."

"Then what was Jiaojiao doing just now?" Dugu Jiu frowned slightly.

The child was stunned, touched his chubby face, and shook his head blankly.

If we speculate from the past, the three-year-old Mo Jiaojiao should not be able to laugh. Now that he smiles, does it indicate that the future has changed?

Dugu Jiu hugged the child tightly and asked, "You know, Jiaojiao, where should we go next?"

"I know." Mo Jiaojiao nodded vigorously, flicked the two red furry rabbit ears that came with the hat on his head, twisted his small body and pointed to the other side of the snow field, saying: "Go there."

Dugu Jiu took advantage of the situation to look over, and suddenly felt that the confusion in his heart was easily solved.

The place Mo Jiaojiao pointed to was in diametrically opposite directions from the place where Yingxue Village was located.

Dugu Jiu carried the child and walked there step by step, completely away from Yingxue Village, which the child regarded as a nightmare.

Mo Jiaojiao looked up at the man's face, stretched out his small hand to touch his chin, leaned over and took a sip, and asked seriously:

"What's your name? My name is Mo Jiaojiao, please call me Jiaojiao."

"My surname is Dugu, and I have a single name of Jiu." Dugu Jiu responded in a low voice with a feeling in his heart.

"Does Jiujiu want to take me out of here?" Mo Jiaojiao pointed to the raging fire that appeared in the distance.

"Well, if Jiaojiao leaves here, there will be no more nightmares in this life."

"Then..." Mo Jiaojiao pinched his fingers and asked doubtfully, "Will Jiaojiao see you when he grows up?"

"Yes." Dugu Jiu's voice was low and hoarse, and he said firmly: "On the day of Jiaojiao's rebirth, I will definitely meet you again."

After getting the guarantee, the child smiled with crooked eyebrows, rushed forward and hugged the man's neck, rubbed hard, and happily said: "Jiao Jiao will come to you."

As the childish voice fell, crimson flames gradually overflowed from the child's body.

In the sky full of flames, the young figure completely disappeared.

And ahead, at the end of the dream, the sleepy young man lay on his side in the raging sky fire, his cheeks flushed from his sleep, as if he was a little hot, his slender and soft body slowly rolled around in the fire, changing pieces On the ground, continue to curl up and sleep soundly.

The innocent sleeping face will not change for two lifetimes.