Li Weiran was almost amused, "Little guy, do I need you to stand by my side?"
Xiao Bao snorted and didn't speak.
Li Weiran lowered his eyes slightly, and said casually: "I really can't beat your father, so I had to grab you as a bargaining chip. Little guy, guess if I threaten your life and ask your father to surrender his life, he Will you agree?"
Xiaobao stared at him fiercely: "Shameless villain!"
Li Weiran smiled and ignored him.
Instead, he got up and found a corner, lay down and closed his eyes.
The cave became extremely quiet, only the burning fire was still making crackling sounds.
Xiao Bao watched Li Weiran, who was sleeping soundly, vigilantly for a long time before tiptoeing over.
Under the light of the fire, the young man's face was as pale as snow.
Even the lips have no color at all.
He was obviously an adult, but his sleeping position was lying on his side, curling himself up.
His thin body trembled slightly.
Blood stains seeped out of the fabric at some point.
On the spotless white clothes, some shocking red marks were drawn.
Xiaobao's consciousness had already grasped the evil sword in the space.
But at this time, he hesitated and did not pull out the evil sword.
Li Weiran is a big villain, a shameless villain.
Why does it look so pitiful at this time
At this moment, Li Weiran's chapped lips opened and closed slightly, making an indistinct sound.
Xiaobao couldn't hear clearly, so he couldn't help getting closer.
Then he heard a clear, clear but sad voice like that of a young man.
"Mom... I already have the ability to protect you, why do you still want to abandon me?"
"Let's not go to Di Beixuan, okay? Isn't it enough for us to depend on each other?"
"Mom, I found the Dark Clouds Spirit Flower... we can all cultivate... I can protect you without relying on others."
"Why don't you look back at me?"
"You hate my eyes, so I'll dig them out, okay? Mother, can you look back at me?"
Little Bao couldn't understand what Li Weiran said.
But listening to this hoarse and broken voice, almost desperately begging, I felt sour in my heart.
Li Weiran seems really pitiful.
His mother didn't like him.
No father loves me.
There is only one person for so many years.
Xiaobao is very happy in comparison.
Mother has always loved him so much, and now Xiaobao has a father.
A family of three can be together forever and ever.
Xiaobao sighed lightly.
There was some pity in Li Weiran's big eyes.
He took out a porcelain bottle and put it beside Li Weiran.
Then he turned and left quietly.
Originally, I wanted to remove the potential danger for my father.
But for his poor sake, forget it.
Moreover, he even saved himself!
The small figure disappeared at the mouth of the cave.
Li Weiran, who was supposed to be sound asleep, slowly opened her eyes.
He slightly hooked the corners of his lips, picked up the porcelain bottle beside him, opened it, put it on his nose and sniffed it.
Then he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
But in just a split second, that smile was replaced by Sen Leng's chill.
From the blood of the fire.
The land of cursed gods.
I see!
It turns out that that little guy is really Di Ming Jue's own flesh and blood.
No wonder he has a pair of ice blue pupils that are almost exactly the same as himself and Di Ming Jue.
It's no wonder that Di Ming Jue, who used to hate him so much, shouted and killed him, suddenly doesn't even bother to talk to him.