He said slowly in a hoarse voice: "Di Ming Jue, do you want to know who the person who killed your mother Bai Shengwei back then was?"
"Mother, is Uncle Unran awake yet? Will he get better? Uncle Unran won't die, right? Can Xiaobao go and see him?"
In the room, Xiao Bao raised his head and asked Muyan.
Muyan froze for a moment, then looked at Xiaobao curiously.
She is very clear about her son, who has been precocious and cold since he was a child.
On weekdays, he refuses to say more than half a word.
It is only in front of Xiaoyaomen and Di Ming Jue that he can talk a little more.
But most of them are relatively rational and mature speeches.
Only when reunited after a long absence, will the rare true feelings be revealed.
But Xiaobao seems to be very different to this uncle Li Weiran.
The child who has always been taciturn asked so many questions in a row.
Xiaobao squeezed his fists, lowered his head, and said in a low voice: "Mother, did Uncle Weiran suffer such severe injuries because of the Heart-Piercing Curse?"
It turned out that Xiaobao was guilty.
Muyan stretched out her hand to touch his little head, and said softly: "Li Weiran is fine, after your father finishes seeing Li Weiran, why don't you go see him again?"
After a pause, she said with a smile that was not a smile: "Xiaobao, you have to remember one sentence, the scourge will last for thousands of years."
"Your uncle Weiran is the worst of evils. He can still live well after other people die a hundred times! Don't worry about him."
While talking, the people in the room are pushed away, and Di Ming Jue walks in quickly.
"Daddy!" Xiaobao flies over, directly into Di Ming Jue's arms.
Di Ming Jue pats his head and says softly, "Miss Daddy?"
Xiaobao nodded, and then couldn't help asking: "Daddy, how is Uncle Weiran?"
Di Ming Jue's face turns dark, "He's gone."
"Going away?" Xiaobao's eyes widened.
Muyan also stood up, suspiciously said: "Leave now? The wound on Li Weiran's body should not heal, right? Where is he going in such a hurry?"
Di Ming Jue walks forward with Xiaobao in his arms, looks down at Muyan, and says softly, "I'm going to leave for a while too."
Muyan was startled, and frowned slightly: "What did Li Weiran tell you?"
Di Ming Jue looks at her without blinking, but doesn't speak.
"Where are you going?"
Di Ming Jue was silent for a while, and then said softly: "Extreme Forbidden Land."
Muyan's heart suddenly jumped.
Thinking of the cave I saw in Di Ting's sea of consciousness, thinking of the land of cursed gods where Yanwu Dalu and Di Ming Jue met for the first time, and that vaguely lost memory, I feel an inexplicable chill in my heart.
Di Ming Jue stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yanyan, I don't want to lie to you again, but I can't tell you about this until I find out. Yanyan, I'm sorry, you can give me another a little time… "
Muyan stretches out her arms to hug him: "Di Ming Jue, you have your secret, and I have mine. You don't need to apologize to me for this. But promise me, you must protect yourself."
Di Ming Jue nodded.
He was obviously in a hurry, even the time to say goodbye was squeezed out.
Hugged Muyan, kissed Xiaobao again, and was about to leave.
Before the man's figure was about to disappear, Muyan suddenly said: "The day Xiaoyaomen establishes its faction, are you coming?"
Di Ming Jue pauses, and grits his teeth: "Of course!"
How could he not be there when Luo Yunxiao was there
Muyan looks at Di Ming Jue's disappearing figure, and can't help but smile lightly.