"You seem to value this child very much. So, if I kill this child, will you show an expression that makes me enjoy it? Haha, I'm really looking forward to it." Feng Xiao smiled cruelly, while flying Feather Blade got a little closer to him, looking at their almost desperate eyes with satisfaction.
"Blood Emperor Shadow Wind! If you dare to hurt Xiao'er, I will never let you go!!" Duan Muxiong said with red eyes.
"Really, then I'm really looking forward to it." Feng Xiao sneered and raised the flying feather in his hand.
"don't want!!"
With a "plop", Duanmu Lie knelt heavily on the ground. The former Duanmu family head, now the father of the Duanmu family head, had been aloof and arrogant all his life. The old man who had only knelt down to his parents in his life knelt down in front of Feng Xiao... Feng Xiao suddenly Stunned.
"It's my Duanmu family who is blind, and it's my Duanmu family who deserves to die, but he is just a child, and he is not wrong! Please let him go and use my old life in exchange for it, I beg you!!" The old man He begged sadly, then lowered his head covered with white hair, and knocked it heavily on the cold hard ground... No matter how hard they pulled, it refused to get up.
"Grandpa Zeng! Grandpa Zeng, get up quickly. He won't hurt me. I believe Xiao'er, he really won't hurt me."
Duanmu Xiao finally made an urgent voice, and this voice fell in Feng Xiao's ears. Every word sounded heavily tugged at his heartstrings. His heart was trembling slightly. He didn't know why he was so excited because of this child's voice. Such a reaction occurred.
"Really, are you so confident that I won't kill you?" Feng Xiao said in a sinister voice.
"Well! You will definitely not hurt me. Even if everyone in the world wants to hurt me, you won't." Duanmu Xiao raised his head and looked at him with an innocent smile with eyes as bright as stars. He held the flying feather blade without any fear. Feng Xiao lowered his head and looked at this young face. His heart started to fluctuate violently, and then fluctuated again. An inexplicable feeling kept hitting his heart, making his heart tremble violently...
"Xiao'er..."
With a slight murmur, Beiming Yudie finally woke up. She seemed to have had a nightmare. In the nightmare, the man in black snatched her son away and put a knife on his throat...
The person woke up, but the nightmare did not wake up. The first thing she saw was Duanmu Xiao, who was being held by Feng Xiaojie. She shouted sadly and struggled to rush over, but was held tightly by several maids.
"Mom! Mom, don't cry, he said he wouldn't hurt me, it's true!" Duan Muxiao comforted her mother with a smile.
Mom... The flying feather blade in Feng Xiao's hand slipped from his palm and fell gently to the ground like a red feather. His world suddenly became blank.
Is this... her son
It's her son...
Why can her son stir my heartstrings? Why does my body try so hard to resist my will when I want to hurt him? Why does my heart tremble so hard... Why can I hear his heartbeat that is so slight that it is almost non-existent? .
Feng Xiao slowly knelt down and looked at him quietly. Duanmu Xiao also turned around and looked at him with a smile on his face. His eyebrows were arched and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. He smiled like a cute and innocent person. doll.
"How old are you this year?" Feng Xiao gently touched his face, and his voice was as gentle as the wind.
"I am four years old this year... four years and two months." Duanmu Xiao replied with a smile.
Everyone in the Duanmu family was stunned, and Beiming Yudie was even dizzy because Feng Xiao had returned to his original voice... His voice would never be forgotten by her.
"Then, can you tell me who your mother is?"
Duanmu Xiao pointed his little finger at Beiming Yudie, whose eyes were completely dull, and said with a smile: "She is my mother, and she is also the best mother in the world. My mother usually likes to grow flowers, because the flowers attract many beautiful butterflies. , Mom likes to watch butterflies flying in the wind. Mom often tells me that she is a butterfly in a cage, longing for the wind, but can no longer fly in the breeze."
"Your name is... Xiao'er?"
"Well... the one above is Yu, which is the rain in my mother's name, and the one below is Xiao... Hmm, what does this word Xiao mean?" Duanmu Xiao tilted his head slightly, as if he was wondering about the word "Xiao".
At some point, Duanmu Wuji had been pushed here in a wheelchair. He quietly looked at Duanmu Xiao with an innocent smile on his face. Every word he said made his heart surge. He knew him well, but he didn't understand him very well. At this time, it was the first time he saw such a serious expression on his face.
Blood Emperor Shadow Wind... A bitter smile appeared on Duanmu Wuji's lips, and his heart was twitching violently.
"The people here...are they nice to you?" Feng Xiao asked softly. He has a lot to say to him, a lot...
"Well, they are all very nice to me!"
"Why do you think I won't hurt you? I've killed many people, aren't you afraid?"
"Why are you afraid? Because I know that even if everyone in the world wants to hurt me, you will not hurt me." Duanmu Xiao looked at him with full eyes, still smiling, but there was a drop of crystal in the corner of his eyes. Slowly slid down and landed on Feng Xiao's hand.
Feng Xiao gently wiped away the tears on his face, "Your full name is Duan Muxiao, right?"
"Um!"
Feng Xiao nodded, shook his head, and then gently picked him up, a warm feeling of blood connection welling up in his heart. Feng Xiao said to him and everyone: "The surname Duanmu is not worthy of you. Only the most noble surname in China is worthy of you. From today... no, from this moment on, your name Called—Long Xiao!”
Everyone in the Duanmu family was silent. This sudden and inexplicable change was like a sap hitting them hard. They are still feeling dizzy and can't find the east, west, north, and south.
"Long Xiao... Long... It turns out that this is the case. I did something wrong, but I finally did the right thing." Duanmu Wuji whispered to himself, with a sad smile on his lips.
"Blood Emperor Shadow Wind, you... what do you mean! Xiao'er, what's going on?" Duan Muxiong, who had regained some strength, struggled to sit up from the ground and asked with difficulty.
Beiming Yudie covered her lips with her hands, tears falling like rain from her eyes, and looked at Feng Xiao who was holding her son with her eyes, unwilling to leave for a moment.
"I don't need to explain to you people who are about to die. However, seeing that you have raised Xiao'er to such a great extent, I can keep one of you, which can be regarded as leaving a trace of Duanmu's blood!"
"No!" Duanmu Xiao, probably Long Xiao, waved vigorously, and then looked at Feng Xiao with a pleading look on his face: "Let me tell you a story, okay? Then, you can do whatever you want, okay?"
"Grandpa, Grandpa Zeng, can you all listen to Xiao'er telling a story?"
Duanmuxiong and Duanmulie nodded subconsciously, and they could only nod as if they were trapped.
Feng Xiao also nodded slightly, vaguely guessing what he wanted to tell.
Duanmu Xiao gently closed his eyes to collect his thoughts, then opened them quickly, and then began to describe softly in his childish voice.
"The story I want to tell starts from a beautiful campus. That fashion is in spring, both the weather and the breeze are the most pleasant. In that campus, there was a boy named Feng who fell in love at first sight with a girl named Die. , and began to pursue her. For her, who had many suitors, the boy named Feng obviously had no experience in chasing girls, but he was so perfect. The girl named Dieer secretly had a crush on her like many girls. She fell in love with him. His pursuit made her very happy, but she endured the pain and rejected him again and again because of family reasons... But in the end, she couldn't reject her heart, and she became one with the boy named Feng. An enviable pair of lovers. At that time, the boy named Feng was 17 years old and in his first year of college, while the girl named Die was 20 years old and was about to graduate from her senior year."
Feng Xiao silently looked at Beiming Yudie who was also looking at her. After five years of not seeing each other, she no longer had the innocence and innocence she had back then. There was maturity and a touch of compassion between her eyebrows, but her eyes were still so gentle... His eyes slowly blurred, as if he had seen the past. She smiled at him, kissed him gently, and acted coquettishly to him... She was so perfect once, making people want to fall into her gentleness forever.
"The girl named Die had some concerns of her own, and she never dared to tell the boy named Feng about her family. Later, a short time later, she went to a party of major families, where a man named Ji Saw her for the first time..."
Duanmu Wuji let out a slight sigh.
"Ji is a man who was born with disabled legs, but he has never felt inferior. He used his abilities to attract everyone's attention and was confirmed as the next head of his family. Arrogant, he has always believed that no one The woman was worthy of him... But the moment he saw the butterfly, he thought he was seeing a fairy in the sky. He was deeply attracted and fascinated by her... When she greeted him politely, he became at a loss and even began to feel inferior. . He feels that the disabled himself is not worthy of such a fairy."
"From that day on, he thought about the girl named Die day and night, and he couldn't extricate himself from her shadow. Finally, he proposed marriage to Die's family and proposed that as long as Die could marry him, his family would The family is willing to provide them with everything they need.”
"For Die's family, this was a completely irresistible temptation. So Die's younger brother, a boy named Yun, and her father happily mentioned the matter to her. Die refused and Finally confessed that she already has someone she likes and wants to be with him forever."
Beiming Yudie covered her lips and tried not to cry. Her tears had wet the ground.