Seeing the man in black attacking, Shen Jiuliang shouted anxiously, "Yu Xiu, run."
But Xiao Yuxiu was lying in front of Granny Xin's body, immersed in grief, completely unaware of the danger.
Xiao Yuxiu didn't realize it, but Yu Qing realized the danger of his child.
He wanted to save people, but the man in black took the opportunity to hit the sharp stone thorn with his palm, the stone thorn penetrated his body, and blood spilled on the ground.
But he didn't care at all, his eyes closely followed his child, and his eyes dimmed with full of regret and worry.
"Father..." Shen Jiuliu's legs softened, and he knelt on the ground along with Xiao Yuxiu and shouted loudly.
Yu Qing couldn't hear, he was already dead, he had not seen his child safe, and he never had the chance to see his child grow up.
Shen Jiulu looked at the man who was nailed to the stone wall in pain, a gust of wind pierced through his body and kicked Yu Xiu out fiercely.
If this palm is hit, Xiao Yuxiu will definitely die.
But Shen Jiulu knew that Yu Xiu couldn't die because he was still alive.
How did he survive at this juncture of life and death
Before Shen Jiulu could think clearly, a thin body suddenly blocked Xiao Yu Xiu's body, blocking the fatal blow for him.
"Xiaoxian..." Shen Jiuliu's eyes suddenly widened, he clenched his fists tightly, and his lips were bitten with blood.
He only knew that he would not die, but he didn't know why he didn't die under such a powerful attack.
It turned out, it turned out that it was Xiaoxian who blocked this fatal blow for him. How could Xiaoxian be able to withstand it when she was young at that time.
Xiaoxian is likely to die...
Thinking of this possibility, Shen Jiulu's emotions couldn't help but collapse.
Shen Jiulu had forgotten that Rong Xian had grown up well at this time, and there was only the dazzling red in his eyes at this moment.
The little girl lay on Xiao Yuxiu's body, spitting out a mouthful of blood, burning Shen Jiuliu's heart.
"Yu Xiu, I won't die, I will always be here. Yu Xiu, you promise me that if I'm not here, you must live well. You must also protect these two stone dolls. Yu Xiu, you must survive. To live."
That sound survived, making Shen Jiulu cry bitterly.
For more than ten years, the picture of the voice and the sentence in the dream gradually becoming clear, and then the scene in front of him overlapped.
That was Xiaoxian, always Xiaoxian.
On the verge of death, Xiaoxian's only wish was to let him live, and she never thought of herself.
Shen Jiuliu covered his eyes, tears finally falling.
Xiaoxian, Xiaoxian...
Thousands of complicated thoughts all turned into two words: Xiaoxian.
The little girl couldn't hear him. She was covered in blood, her face was pale, and she turned to look at the man in black, forcing her shattered body to grab the dagger on the ground, as if she wanted to stop the man in black tightly, so that the black man wouldn't let him. The man in clothes hurt Xiao Yuxiu in the slightest.
"Xiaoxian, don't move, someone will definitely come to rescue you, definitely." Shen Jiulu squatted beside the little girl and shouted anxiously with red eyes.
The little girl's body was severely injured. If she moved at will or angered the man in black, Shen Jiulu couldn't imagine what would happen next.
But the little girl was still stubbornly crawling towards the man in black. Before she could climb too far, her hand fell weakly. She looked back at Xiao Yuxiu with dull eyes, as if she was in a hurry. , and seemed to be blaming himself again, and then the eyes closed gently and did not open again.
"Xiao Xian, Xiao Xian..." Shen Jiulu wanted to go up and hug the little girl, wanted to see if she was still breathing, wanted to put all the healing medicine in her arms into her mouth... But every time They all went straight through the little girl's body.
That feeling of powerlessness and despair came to my mind instantly, yes, he couldn't change anything, he could only watch helplessly, because it was just a memory.
With a loud 'boom', the sword mound rioted.
Countless sword qi penetrated Shen Jiuliu's body and drove away the uninvited guests inside.
Until a familiar figure came here, the figure just reached out and picked up Xiao Yuxiu as if he didn't see the little girl, and then turned and left without any stagnation.
"Master, don't go, there is also Xiaoxian, Xiaoxian is still alive..." Shen Jiuyu tried to hold the little girl's hand tightly with red eyes, but it was in vain.
Seeing this person leave, Shen Jiulu cried out in grief: "Master, please don't go, please save Xiaoxian, save Xiaoxian, she is still alive, still alive..."
Xiaoxian can't stay here, she is still injured, and there are people in black...
But the man couldn't hear his shouting, he hugged Xiao Yuxiu and flew away from the sword grave quickly, and he was like a marionette, wherever Xiao Yuxiu was, he would be.
Shen Jiuli passively floated behind Xiao Yu Xiu, but stared at Jian Zhuang, only feeling that his heart was tightly grasped by someone.
His Xiaoxian was still alone in that crisis-riddled place, and his sister-in-law would most likely die there. Just thinking about this, Shen Jiulu was suffocating with pain.
Until he was dragged out of the village, he couldn't help but burst into tears.
Xiaoxian, Xiaoxian...
Just after walking out of the village, Master suddenly stopped.
Shen Jiuliu was overjoyed, wiped away her tears, and hurriedly looked in the direction of Jianzhong and shouted: "Master, hurry up and save Xiaoxian, she is still inside, she is still there."
But the man obviously couldn't hear what he said, and the raging fire on the opposite side was reflected in those eyes. It turned out that the sword tomb was burning at some point.
With such a big fire, she couldn't even get close. How could Xiaoxian survive? Even if she didn't die, she would probably be burned to death in the fire.
Shen Jiuliu's face was full of despair, he just felt that he was going crazy, going crazy!
He was rescued by the master and escaped to heaven, but Xiaoxian's life and death are unknown.
Shen Jiulu only felt that the whole world had darkened, and he could no longer see the slightest hope.
He could only stand there and shout piercingly, "Xiaoxian, Xiaoxian..."
Suddenly, Shen Jiulu opened his eyes, his face was covered with tears.
"Young Sect Master, are you awake? Why are you crying?" Fen He put down the medicine bowl. She was very happy to see the Young Sect Master wake up, but seeing the Young Sect Master exuding an air of death and despair, the tears on her face made her cautious. Don't dare to speak out loud.
What's going on here? Why is it like a dead person at home after being in a coma
Shen Jiu left the medicine stone doll consciously touching his chest. The purse embroidered with cedar flowers was old, but the blood stains on it were still there.
Shen Jiuliu remembered very clearly, the pain and despair that the scorching blood sprayed on his heart, it was Xiaoxian's blood, it was Xiaoxian who exchanged her life for him to live.
It was the past that he had forgotten, the person he patted his chest countless times and said he wanted to protect.
But that person kept him alive again and again, leaving death and suffering to himself.
Xiaoxian…
Shen Jiuliu clutched his purse tightly, feeling that every time he chanted the name, his heart clenched and hurt.
Rong Xian's acceptance speech: I would like to thank Lily of the Valley and Shen Jiulu for her loving interpretation, which made me a 'memory forgery and editing master'; I would like to thank the elders of Qi Pan and the traitors of Wuxin Cliff for providing me It is the easiest and most concealed to do things on your own site. Thanks to the full support of the above people, this is the success of this seat. You are all good people, and good people have a safe life.
(End of this chapter)