All of them had terrified expressions in their eyes.
But Di Ming Jue didn't care about them, but quickly spread them into the iron quinoa forest.
Almost the moment he entered the jungle, the aura that was originally shielded by some energy came into his mind along his consciousness.
Di Ming Jue raises his hand and clasps the branch of the iron tree firmly, clenches his teeth, tries his best to control, so as to keep his godhead from collapsing due to too violent emotional fluctuations.
In the sparse iron quinoa forest, several sea beasts had already crept in and surrounded an open space in the middle of the forest.
They showed their sharp fangs, and their huge vertical pupils showed a greedy and longing light, and they were approaching the open space little by little.
Drool dripped all over the floor.
In the middle of the open space, there is a little boy holding a sword.
His small body was stained with blood, his clothes were torn, and a half-conscious rabbit lay beside his feet.
When the sea beast approached, he was too tired to lift the sword in his hand.
When retracting the sword, you have to rely on the support of the sword body to barely stand.
But the little back is still straight.
Those ice blue pupils are so immature, but full of reckless determination and madness.
Because he can't retreat!
Behind him lay a woman with a cold body, her eyes were closed, her chest didn't rise and fall, as if she was dead.
That was his mother.
If he retreats, mother will be eaten by these sea beasts.
Di Ming Jue takes a step, and the coercion belonging to the immortal emperor is suddenly unleashed.
Those sea beasts who were coveting delicious food didn't even make a sound, they fell apart and turned into blood mist and dissipated in the air.
Di Ming Jue walks towards that small figure.
But as soon as he took a step closer, the sharp and cold sword light roared towards him.
He didn't dodge or dodge, letting the blade cut on himself.
Click, click again!
One sword, another sword!
It's obvious that it hurts the body, but the real pain is the heart.
It seemed as if it was about to explode, making his vision blurry.
Finally, Di Ming Jue walks up to the little boy, stretches out his hand and hugs him in his arms.
The little figure was still struggling desperately.
The ice-blue eyes are as fierce and blood-red, but they are almost out of focus.
He has already reached his limit.
It was just the willpower to protect his mother that supported him.
"Xiaobao, it's okay, Daddy is here! Be good, Xiaobao, you've done a good job, mother will be fine, let Daddy save her, okay?"
The violent struggle in his arms slowly stopped.
Those ice-blue pupils that lost focus gradually reflected his shadow.
The chapped lips opened and closed slightly, but the voice that was so hoarse and heartbreaking, "Daddy..."
Di Ming Jue only feels a hand clenched his heart, making him almost unable to breathe.
"It's Daddy." The voice came out, only to realize that it was so choked up, "Xiaobao, Daddy is here."
Tears slowly pooled in the big ice blue eyes, and fell silently drop by drop.
"Why... why are you here now?"
The child's voice should be immature and clear, with a carefree and coquettish voice.
But Xiaobao's voice at this time was so hoarse, so hoarse that it made one's heart feel like it was about to be crushed.
"I keep calling Daddy... I keep calling Daddy to save my mother, my uncle and uncle? Why don't you show up?"
"Daddy is bad... I hate Daddy! My mother has shed so much blood, my uncles, uncles, and grandparents are all dead. Xiaobao has no choice but to pray to God to let Daddy come quickly, but...but Daddy didn't come...why?"