Chapter 35: Heartache

Hehe, I want to kill my mouth, but I can't do anything, right? The little fox turned his face away and found that his body was also starting to weaken, so he said: "Mo Bingchen, let's sit back to back, first, to save the body, and second, to facilitate guarding, do you agree?" ”

Mo Bingchen nodded and took the lead in sitting down. So, the little fox also sat down behind him.

Exhaustion came in waves, and the familiar feeling made the little fox a little worried. She was well aware of her condition, and if she did fall asleep, she would most likely be as spirited as before. And at present, life and death in such a place are unknown, if there is danger, she can't avoid it, Mo Bingchen will definitely not help her, so she must be refreshed!

She forced herself to concentrate and said, "By the way, aren't you a demon royalty, why do you want to go to the Dark Cave City?" ”

This is probably the most serious sentence in what the little fox said to him. Mo Bingchen also explained: "Pacifying the Dark Cave City has been our demon clan's goal for a long time, not to mention, the entrance of the Dark Cave City is not too far from the demon world, and over the years, the demon world has not been affected. ”

The little fox yawned, and his eyes were already foggy: "Hmm, then I'll help you, Mo Bingchen, should you thank me?" ”

What a fallacy and heresy! Mo Bingchen was about to answer, when he felt that the little fox behind him had fallen to the side. It's just that just about to fall, it seems to realize it again, and immediately sits up straight again.

"Hey, are you alright? Can you fall asleep in this condition? Mo Bingchen was speechless.

"I can't sleep...... the little fox blinked vigorously, but her head was still heavy, she held on to the last trace of clarity and said: "Mo Bingchen, in fact, the way you look now, you look much better than the white fox spirit......

"What did you say?!" Mo Bingchen almost roared, and with such a roar, the little fox was awake for a short time, and he turned around forcefully.

At the same time, Mo Bingchen also turned around and saw the little fox leaping in front of him, as if he was about to attack him, so he instinctively slapped his palm!

Although Mo Bingchen didn't use all his strength, the little fox was in a daze and defenseless at this time, and he was forced to slap it, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"You...... Why don't you hide?! Mo Bingchen saw that the little fox's face was pale, but the corners of his lips were bright red, and he was about to fall, so he couldn't help but reach out and catch her.

It's just that, at this moment, the blood sprayed on the ground by the little fox suddenly disappeared without a trace, and then, the surrounding runes shone brightly!

"Hey, little fox, wake me up!" Mo Bingchen shook the little fox in the crook of his rocking arm, holding a long sword with a guarded face.

I saw that the runes around me began to rotate rapidly, and soon condensed into another formation, and then, in the center of the formation in front of me, a stone platform suddenly rose from the ground. On the stone platform, there was a woman lying quietly!

Suddenly, Mo Bingchen's heart brightened, it turned out that the blood of the little fox just now had completely opened this sacrificial formation, so the woman on the stone platform was originally intended to be resurrected by this formation.

The stone platform finally stopped rising, and then, countless silk threads began to wrap around the woman, and a little bit of aura slowly flew towards the woman's body.

Mo Bingchen suddenly remembered that he had seen a codex at the beginning, and it was such a formation that was mentioned. The formation will absorb the flesh and blood of the sacrificer, and little by little it will be transformed into life for the resurrected person. And in another case, if there is still someone here who presides, with the blood of the heart of the sacrificer, the resurrection will be much faster.

He couldn't help but tighten the little fox tightly, and looked around with his sword. It's just that there is calm all around, and it seems that the person who arranged the formation at the beginning is long gone.

Mo Bingchen breathed a sigh of relief, hugged the little fox, and prepared to go over to see if he could make a move on that woman to break the formation.

It's just that when he approached the woman, his steps stopped.

This is a face he has seen countless times, although it is only on the portrait, but the appearance and temperament of the woman in front of him, and even the clothes, are exactly the same as the portrait in the Demon Emperor's room! And that portrait is his biological mother!

Holding back the beating heart, Mo Bingchen reached out and slowly touched the woman's hand. In an instant, the unique natural instinct of the demon clan made him almost without thinking, and he was completely sure that the woman in front of him was his mother!

According to his father, his mother was a human race, and soon after giving birth to him, she disappeared without a trace. At the beginning, his father searched the entire demon clan, but he did not find any trace of her, and over the years, how many midnights, he was sad about the moon and wine.

But today, he saw his mother here!

The growth of the demon clan is very slow, and it has been a hundred years since his mother gave birth to him. But the mother is a human race, and her appearance and lifespan are not long, that is to say, this formation should have been arranged for a hundred years!

"Mother......" Mo Bingchen looked at the woman lying quietly, his facial features were five points similar to hers, especially when he became black hair and lost his demonic power, it was even more similar. The familiarity in his veins made him almost crazy.

God knows, although he is the son of the Demon Emperor, he has been envious of others having a mother to accompany and spoil him since he was a child. When I was tired from practicing, I had the pastries sent by my mother, and I bumped them, and I had my mother's gentle embrace.

However, he has never gotten it since he was a child, and all the wounds are hidden and licked quietly by himself!

And now, there is such an opportunity in front of him. His mother's vitality is slowly recovering, as long as it ......

Mo Bingchen couldn't help but look down at the already confused little fox, and his heart began to struggle.

He looked at the woman on the stone platform again, although it was very strange to him, but after all, it was his blood relative, and he had not seen his father's sad appearance for so many years.

And the woman in her arms, she repeatedly challenged the dignity of the royal family of the demon world, which made him hate it so much. It seems that there is no need to choose, and the balance in the heart is already tilted.

"Fox, I'm sorry." Mo Bingchen glanced at the little fox again, his fingers clenched into fists, and the sharp claws of the snow sculpture clan grabbed the palm of his hand into a little bloody flesh and blood.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the complicated feelings in his heart, then put the little fox on the ground, and then resolutely drew his long sword.

Perhaps, she was just taken some blood from her heart and will not die. And this woman has always been cunning and bad, and they all say that good people don't live long, and bad people don't live long. No matter how the little fox looks, it looks like a plague for thousands of years.

So, he can do it, right?

Mo Bingchen's long sword shook, and the cold tip of the sword touched the position of the little fox's heart.

At this moment, his breathing tightened, his throat seemed to be choked, and his hand, which usually held the sword steadily, became a little trembling at this time.

He looked at the stone platform again, on the stone platform, his mother was slowly recovering, and he convinced himself in his heart. No matter what, he won't do anything to his mother, that is to say, the little fox is a dead end, he pierced her heart and obtained the blood of the heart, in fact, it made her pain less and less time!

So—

Slowly, Mo Bingchen sent out the sword.

He clearly heard the sound of the cold blade piercing into the flesh, with a sharp and decisive taste, piercing deep into the heart of the woman on the ground.

"Bell!" The long sword in his hand could no longer be clenched and fell to the ground. Mo Bingchen also seemed to have lost his strength and fell to the ground.

This is not the first time he has killed someone, but the overwhelming self-blame and unspeakable discomfort in his heart are like a fine and dense net, covering him tightly, and even breathing has become extravagant.

He saw that a large patch of bright red blood immediately gushed from the little fox's chest, and the blood spread from her body to the entire ground. Then, the formation in front of him began to run wildly, and the aura that could be seen with the naked eye frantically merged into the woman on the stone platform.

The little fox's vitality is rapidly waning, and his mother is rapidly recovering.

Mo Bingchen didn't have the heart to see how his mother was doing, but stumbled up to the little fox and watched her fade into a pale face, a body that was so transparent that it almost dissipated. He tightly grabbed his already bloody palm, and kept telling himself that he had done nothing wrong and that he had no regrets. In other words, any son of man will make the same choice before the life choice question of his mother and others!

Finally, the blood in the fox's heart seemed to have flowed, and a slight sigh sounded on the stone platform.

Mo Bingchen shook suddenly, immediately stood up, and walked towards the stone platform.

I saw that on the stone platform, his mother's eyelashes trembled lightly, and she slowly opened her eyes!

His heart almost jumped out of his throat, Mo Bingchen's lips trembled, and he couldn't make a sound at all!

The woman's gaze was still a little blurry at first, and then slowly fell on Mo Bingchen's face, with some confusion at the bottom of her eyes, and then her eyes lit up!

"Are you...... Chen'er? Her voice was gentle, just like in his dreams.

"I'm ......" Mo Bingchen suppressed his trembling throat and slowly spit out two words: "Mother." ”

"You resurrected me?" She looked around, and a trace of sadness appeared in her eyes: "Chen'er, my mother is not worthy of you doing this, because I am a human race and can't bear so much spiritual power." ”

Mo Bingchen had a bad premonition in his heart, he reached out and held his mother's hand: "Mother, don't talk, rest well, I will take you back to the demon clan, no matter what the problem is, my father and I can solve it......"

"Chen'er, I don't want to go back." The woman shook her head and looked at him with gentle eyes: "Actually, I am already very relieved to be able to see you again." It turns out that when my son grew up, he looked like this...... I'm sorry, but I never did my duty as a mother for a day. Sorry for not being there for you when you need ......"

"Mother, the child doesn't blame you!" Mo Bingchen said, and was about to help his mother sit up, but his mother held down his hand, and there was a reluctant smile in her eyes: "Chen'er, it's late." ”

As she spoke, her eyes slowly closed, and then, the flesh and blood all over her body aged rapidly at a visible speed, but in just a few breaths, the originally young and beautiful woman on the stone platform had become a dry bone.

And under the dry bones, a white bead and a piece of paper lay quietly.