Always standing behind him to be protected by him, this time I should also show my courage to protect him!
"Get out of the way!" Jianer looked at me yinly, stretched out his hand, grabbed my hand and threw it aside.
I shuddered, shocked by the yin in his eyes. I gritted my teeth, tugged my fists, and clasped his wrists desperately with my backhand. Angrily said: "Xuan Jian! Do you know what you are doing?"
"I know what I'm doing, but if you stop me, I will kill you!" Jian'er turned his head angrily, his childish face was different from his age.
Even though I had already prepared myself, I was taken aback when he really said this. His eyes widened, and he looked at him disappointed and sad.
He stared at my eyes for a long time, but his raised hand still didn't fall.
"Humph!" He snorted coldly, shook off my hand that was holding him, and turned around to enter the house.
"Stop!" I roared, and stepped forward to block him again.
This time Jian'er didn't hesitate anymore, and he stretched out his left hand and struck at my neck. I took a half step back with my right foot, and fell back, avoiding his attack. Follow his direction with both hands and clasp his left wrist.
The left hand was restrained, and Jianer immediately waved his right hand towards my chest.
My toes were a little on the ground, and my whole body immediately rose in the air. Dodging his right hand, I walked around to the other side of Jian'er, just touching the ground with my feet, almost without thinking, let go of the right hand that was pulling his wrist, and slapped him severely on the face.
'Snapped! ''S crisp sound, in this quiet night, seemed very clear and harsh.
After this slap, Jianer and I were stunned.
No one continued to attack with fists and feet, but looked at each other in shock.
After a long silence, I looked at my right hand, still a tingling pain in the palm of my hand. It can be seen how much effort was used to slap me down just now.
"Jan'er..." I looked up at Jian'er guiltily. There was a clear slap mark on his left white cheek.
I raised my hand to help him rub it, and felt sorry for how I had put such a heavy hand just now. This seems to be the first time I have beaten Jianer since he was born!
"Don't touch me!" Jian'er took a step back, avoiding the hand I wanted to approach.
His eyes were red, and he looked at me with suffocated teeth.
I was biting my lower lip, and my eyes were flushing at him. It hurts so much, as if the slap just now had hit me.
It turns out that this is the feeling of'hit in the body, hurt in the mother's heart'
"I..." I and Kan'er looked at each other two or three meters apart, I wanted to say something, I hope he doesn't hate me so much.
"Huh!" Ke Jian'er snorted coldly. He turned and ran towards the outside of the house against the bright slap mark on the left.
He ran to the gate and stopped for a while, then looked back at me.
My heart burst, and I took a step forward, wanting to ask him where he was going? Want to speak and leave him behind.
But he didn't say anything, turned around and left quickly.
Looking at the empty living room, my heart seemed to become a little empty.
Dragging his exhaustion back to Xuan Cang's side, watching him lying quietly on the bed, tears that he was holding back finally came out of his eyes.
"Cang..." I murmured, crying and lying beside him, shrinking in his arms.
I wish he could wake up and then reach out and touch my head. Even if he doesn't say anything to comfort him, just look at him well, that's enough!
I rushed around exhaustedly for a day, shrinking beside Xuan Cang and crying, I fell asleep in a drowsy state after a short while.
From the morning when I got down from the mountain, I didn't know where I was sent by the fake Qiwu. When facing that'Qi Wu', I was already extremely nervous. Later, another'Qi Wu' appeared inexplicably. He didn't know how long he sat in his car, and finally returned here.
In the end, I had to face Jian'er. His desire to kill Xuan Cang made me a little hard to resist.
The old saying that "no hatred cannot be a father and son" has been confirmed by their father and son that can no longer be obvious.
This sleep should have been deadly, but when I slept in the middle of the night, my body suddenly felt cold.
My body shivered uncontrollably, even if I pulled the quilt aside and wrapped myself tightly, I still couldn't relieve the cold feeling around me.
When I opened my eyes tiredly, I realized that the light in the room had dimmed without knowing when.
A little bit of light shines through the window, which happens to be able to see everything in the room clearly.
When I opened my eyes, I immediately saw Xuan Cang lying in front of me, whose body was flickering brightly.
"Cang..." I exclaimed, and immediately bounced off the bed.
Xuan Cang naturally did not respond to me. His closed eyes were serene and indifferent, as if he no longer cared about the things around him.
"Cang..." I reached out and grabbed his arm tightly. Seeing his body flashing lightly and lightly in my palm, the silver-white aura seems to be dissipating in a way that I can't see.
I was really panicked now, and fell in his arms in fear, hugging him tightly. It seems that this can slow down the dissipation of his spiritual power, and can protect his soul.
"Cang... Don't scare me! Wake up! Wake up!" My mouth was whispering, and my heart had already become a mess.
He sat on the bed with Xuan Cang helplessly for a long time, and his eyes were already a little red and swollen from crying.
I gritted my teeth and swallowed hard, and warned myself: It would be useless to keep crying like this.
I am not a sorcerer, let alone sorcery. But I can also see right now that the spiritual power in Xuan Cang's body is dissipating. If the spiritual power in his body is dissipated, it will be difficult to retain his soul.
And he is a ghost, and if he is a ghost, he should be in a place where the evil spirit prevails. And places with a lot of sullen air are naturally less people, more dead, or places where few people go!
I took a long breath, and the cold breath emanating from Xuan Cang's body immediately passed through the respiratory tract and swept my entire body.
My brother shivered, and my turbid brain became clearer now.
"There are few living people... Many dead people! A place with a lot of darkness..." I muttered in my mouth, and there was a sudden flash of inspiration in my mind.
Letting go of the Xuan Cang that I was holding, I got up and went to the closet to take a coat and put it on. He walked back to the bed and quickly lifted Xuan Cang from the bed.
Xuan Cang looked like a big man, but when I held him on my body, I realized that he was so light and flirty.
I had never noticed before. It turned out that no matter how powerful he seemed, when the cold and powerful appearance faded away, all that was left was the soul body weighing 20 grams.