As the days passed, every time Jimoya avoided talking about it, Xiaobao seemed to understand something, and gradually asked less.
There was no news from my mother for a long time, and my father was seriously injured. He needed to go to the medicine pool to retreat and soak for half a day every day to recuperate his body. After returning to Jimo's house, his father stopped him from going out of the yard. Not showing up, and those rumors before, everything was silently remembered by Xiaobao.
He became silent. In the past, he was almost fearless, and he was most lively and restless. Now, whenever Jimoya retreats to the medicine pond, Xiaobao sits outside the medicine pond and waits without saying a word.
Only when he saw Jimo Ya come out, a smile appeared on his little face.
Seeing the hidden guards guarding in the dark, they felt distressed for a while.
But due to the young master's orders, he could only watch from the sidelines, not daring to show any signs of emotion.
Jimo Ya doesn't know Xiaobao's changes now, but he has his own calculations in his heart. Now that he is seriously injured and his realm has fallen sharply, if it wasn't for the great achievements and prestige in the past, even Xiaobao might I can't protect them.
If Xiaobao wants to stay in the human race, these are all things he must learn and endure.
And as a father, the only thing he can do for Xiaobao is to work hard to take care of his body and restore it to its former level, so that Xiaobao can rely on him.
Therefore, I only do not know on the surface, but my heart is inevitably sour.
Every time he came out of the medicine pond, he hugged Xiaobao and played with him for a while longer.
No matter how sensible Xiaobao is, no matter how good at looking at people's faces, he still can't resist missing his mother.
In the end, Xiaobao couldn't bear it anymore, and pulled Jimo Ya's sleeve timidly: "Father, where is mother retreating? Is the injury better now? Can we go and see her? She must miss us very much, right? ?”
For a person like Jimo Ya who is so stubborn, seeing Shang Xiaobao's clear and admiring eyes, his heart is filled with soreness and hatred for Huan's overwhelming face, so he can only forcefully smile and comfort him: "Xiaobao , mother is recuperating in the holy courtyard, we can't disturb her, otherwise your mother's injury will be slow to recover! Xiaobao, be good, wait for mother to come out with father, okay?"
Little Treasure hesitated for a moment, still a little unwilling to give up: "Father, but I miss my mother, you can go home for retreat, why don't you take mother back to retreat? Mother can also help father make spiritual delicacies, so that father Get well soon?"
Just when Jimo Ya was about to speak, a piercing pain spread from his heart, as if something had been ripped out of his heart.
The pain was so painful that he couldn't speak for a while, and his body, which had just recuperated a little, couldn't bear the pain, which made his face turn pale and terrible for a while.
Jimo Ya reluctantly still protected Xiao Bao in his arms, gently put him aside, and stroked his head comfortingly: "Father is fine, don't be afraid!"
There were tears in Xiao Bao's eyes, he looked at Jimo Ya if he wanted to cry, but he didn't dare to speak.
At this moment, Jimo Ya only felt that he had lost the most important thing in his life, so he let go of his spiritual sense to check.
But I saw a crack in my heart, and the concentric knot wrapped around my heart was also torn off by that gap.
His vision went dark, and he immediately realized what was going on.
Huan Qingyan is afraid that something will happen, otherwise the sympathy knot will not be broken! So what happened
All of a sudden, Jimo Ya felt his brain roaring, his body was almost on the verge of falling, and it took a long time to come back to his senses.