"Does it have a name?"

The year of destruction hugged the lion cub, and finally ignited a glimmer of hope for life in the depths of those red eyes.

Oh, yes... Anyway...

I still have to survive like this...

Bai Yu can't come back anymore... He has no ability to take revenge, and besides, he is the murderer who killed him.

"No, this kid seems to be very clingy to you."

The crescent moon sat down next to the destruction of the old age, and the reddish light hit her beautiful face, making her brows soft and picturesque.

“……… Just don't die..."

There are only two concepts left in the heart of the old oracle, life and death, but at this time she still has a reason to live, and after that time, this despair will slowly continue.

"Let's give it a name, since we've taken on the responsibility of taking care of him."

Hazy Crescent Moon watched the little lion fall asleep quietly in the arms of the Destroyer of the Year, and suddenly had such a thought.

She had to let the destruction live, so the lion must not die.

“…… Name...... I haven't read a book... I won't take a name..."

Since she was a child, only her master and sister have been kind to her, and the senior brother of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion will not lend her books at all, and will beat her with a broom.

“… Ay...... They only look at appearances... of fools. ”

Hazy Crescent knew that the destruction of the Lunar New Year was brought up by Bai Yu from the mortal world, and she also knew that those people in the mortal world were short-sighted.

"But... I still know a few words. ”

The destruction of the year ripped off a far-fetched laugh, which is basically not ugly.

"Oh, let's think about it together."

Hazy Crescent felt a lot more relieved when she looked at the smile of the Destruction of the Age, after all, she was very afraid that the Destruction of the Age might kill herself one day when she was not paying attention.

“……… Dawn..."

One of these words was a few of the few words she knew, because it gave people a little warmth.

“… Dawn? Dawn... What's good... Xiaobai..."

Hazy Crescent remembered Bai Yu, the old man who always had a kind smile, always saying that he was small, and every time he touched himself, he had to stuff himself with a lot of sugar.

“… White..."

The old man smiled bitterly a few times, looked at the tablet on the table, and there was no longer the soft smile of the man, only the desolation and pain separated by 'yin' and yang.

"Well...... Or do you want to change it? The name feels like a dog's, not like a lion's. ”

The crescent moon appropriately changed the words, allowing the year's ruined eyes to return to the topic of naming, rather than lingering on the stream of grief.

"Bai Junxiao..."

The year of the destruction of the inner 'chaos' order, read such a name.

“… Bai Junxiao? It's not bad, let's call it Xiaoxiao in the future. ”

Hazy Crescent respects the opinion of the Destruction of the Year, if it can make her happy, it doesn't matter if she chooses the name of a 'chicken' or a duck.

“… It should be a male..."

The old man looked at the little lion's well-behaved sleeping face and gently 'touched' it.

“… We'll see it later", besides, even if it is to stay above the Nine Heavens and turn into a human form, I am afraid that it will take hundreds of years, and it will have no effect on Xiaoxiao at all. ”

The crescent shrugged and waved her hand helplessly.

“… Good. ”

The old man hugged Bai Junxiao tightly, her red eyes were extremely clear, and the tears had long since disappeared, and only the red in the corners of her eyes could prove that she had cried.

“…… Go to bed early. I'm on the outside. Don't be afraid. ”

Hazy Crescent picked up the long sword next to her and walked out, leaving only a back.

(←_← The story of her and Bai Junxiao was written outside the fan, and the story of Shura's life will continue in the text. )

And I wish you all a Happy New Year.