He vaguely remembered her that day, covered in blood, holding a baby with a dark face and breathless body, and hurriedly broke into his palace.
"Zizhu! Can you save her?!"
Save people
Zizhu looked along and saw that it was a newly born baby. The blood stains on his body had not even had time to be cleaned. He was as thin as a cat.
When he saw the baby girl's aura clearly, even Zi Zhu was shocked.
What kind of human bloodline is this!
Such children should not exist at all!
He frowned coldly and said ruthlessly: "If we can't save her, she is doomed. The life fire is too weak, the life wheel is missing, and the fate is ill-fated, which causes the original power to backfire. She is destined to be a lonely evil body and cannot survive. But like this Destiny, it’s not a good thing to survive, so let’s just let her die.”
Listening to Zi Zhu's heartless words, Chang Le looked at her with really cold eyes for the first time. It was so cold that Zi Zhu felt a stab in his heart, and anxiety gradually rose in his heart.
"Why are you looking at this prince like this? She wouldn't have survived in the first place."
Chang Le clenched his teeth, and even blood spilled from the corners of his lips, especially without knowing it.
"Save her if I want you to."
Seeing the scarlet color at the corners of her lips, Zi Zhu became even more irritated and wanted to catch her and beat her up.
Do you think that hurting yourself like this will make him soft-hearted
"This prince said, we can't save him." After saying these words, Zi Zhu was ready to drive them away to avoid being upset.
Chang Le suddenly took a step forward, grasped his long sleeve tightly with one hand, grabbed his eyes with his eyes, and said tremblingly: "Aren't you a son of the abyss? Don't you want my soul? I will use mine. Soul, in exchange for her life, okay?"
A bolt of thunder streaked across the sky, causing thunder to roll, just like Zi Zhu's mood at this time.
The moment he heard her decision, instead of feeling any joy that his long-term goal had finally been realized, he felt waves of depression in his heart.
A kind of vertical eye appeared in his eyes, and he asked: "Do you know what it means to enter into a contract with the abyss demon?"
"I know, Young Master said it!"
"Then you still want to save her? Are you going to risk your life for this bastard who doesn't know where he came from?"
"Snapped-"
Chang Le slapped Zi Zhu hard on the face, and the crisp sound echoed. Except for the thunder rolling high in the sky, the hall was silent.
Both of them were stunned, but Chang Le quickly came to his senses, like a mother animal protecting her cubs, exuding strength and sharpness all over her body.
"This is our little lady, not some bastard!"
Little lady
Zi Zhu turned his head away from her, his eyes becoming more fierce and dangerous.
The only person who is qualified to be called little lady by Chang Le is his daughter.
An inexplicable anger surged into his heart, and Zi Zhu grabbed her chin. His abyss-like eyes were like a whirlpool, almost sucking her whole body in.
"Is this Lu Chuchen's daughter?"
"yes."
"You're actually willing to sell your soul for Lu Chuchen's daughter? Do you know that after selling your soul to the abyss demon, you don't even have a chance to return!"
At the end of Zi Zhu's voice, he couldn't help but raise his voice, carrying an anxiety that even he himself didn't notice.
Chang Le was pinched so hard that he felt like his jaw was about to break.
She struggled to shake off his hand, ignoring the pain, and solemnly said: "No matter what, no matter what the cost, I will save her."