"You'd better care about yourself first."

The other party did not answer Lin Congfeng's question, but said something irrelevant at all.

And while speaking, the other person's body has undergone incredible changes.

It had a cleft in its forehead, which grew larger and larger, and finally formed a strange vertical eye.

Looking at the vertical eye up close, Lin Congfeng actually had a sense of trance, and he didn't know if it was because of excessive blood loss or some other reason.

And from its neckline stretched out the blue-gray withered hand, which climbed nimbly up to its shoulder, and then remained motionless.

"You... What the hell is it? ”

At this time, Lin Congfeng was already close to a semi-comatose state.

Although the dagger was not drawn, it still bleed heavily.

His pants were soaked with warm blood.

Lin Congfeng knew that he might faint at any time, so he forced himself to ask the last question, wanting to know the answer.

"We are gods."

Unexpectedly, he got such an answer, Lin Congfeng was angry, and at this time, his consciousness had reached the limit.

"I'm your uncle."

With the last word, Lin Congfeng's eyes darkened, and he fell into endless chaos.

By the time Lin Congfeng opened his eyes again, it was already fourteen days later.

Lin Jiu, on the other hand, woke up on the eighth day.

The two of them were placed in the same ward, while Lin Congfeng's mother stayed by Lin Jiu and Lin Congfeng's side.

When Lin Jiu woke up, the first picture he saw was a woman's face full of tears.

It took him a long time to realize where it was, and by this time, the woman had already held him tightly in her arms.

After a series of tedious and complicated examinations, the medical staff exited the ward.

Lin Jiu recovered well and was fine, but he was still very weak, and he still had a drip in his hands.

He lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Lin Congfeng's mother.

Just looked at Lin Congfeng in the next bed from time to time, but he didn't dare to ask.

Lin Jiu is not afraid of women getting angry, if Lin Congfeng's mother comes over to scold him or beat him at this time, Lin Jiu can accept it.

He just couldn't stand this silence, in Lin Jiu's heart, he was most afraid of making the woman in front of him sad or disappointed.

"Jiu'er, it's the place where Feng'er asked you to accompany him."

The woman asked a question that was completely unexpected by Lin Jiu.

"Ahh Auntie, how do you know? ”

"I wasn't sure before, but now it's confirmed."

“……………”

Lin Congfeng is smart for a reason, genetic.

Lin Jiu glanced at Lin Congfeng guiltily, and thought: It's not that I want to betray you, it's that the enemy is too cunning.

The woman suddenly turned her head to look at Lin Jiu, who looked at the woman at a loss.

At this time, Lin Jiu noticed how bad the woman's state was.

His face was pale and dull, and his eyes were bloodshot.

The most terrifying thing is that even through the face, you can see how much Lin Congfeng's mother has lost weight.

In just a few days, this woman seems to have lost more than a dozen pounds at once.

"Promise Auntie, don't let me worry about it in the future."

This simple sentence seemed to be heavier than any reproach to Lin Jiu.

Since then, Lin Jiu has discussed almost every decision with a woman in advance.

When Lin Jiu became the Nine Shadows, this habit still did not change.

Before each mission, he would go and talk to the woman for a while, although it was just some trivial household chores, but there were never exceptions.