In the snow, the boy who fell to the ground was only about seven or eight years old, with mottled blood on his body and depleted spiritual power.

Shu Nong didn't really live for a long time, and when he fought with the demons, he rarely saw such a young child on the battlefield.

She had never seen such a desperate and angry child.

Shu Nong's indifferent and questioning gaze fell on him.

His blood-soaked fingers gripped the cold snow on the ground, his eyebrows and eyes were full of anger, he trembled and got up, took a step forward, and fell to his knees due to the injuries on his body and the exhaustion of his spiritual power.

The blood-stained sleeves were rubbed upward, and Shu Nong's eyes moved, seeing mottled marks on his wrists.

Such a young child has just seen the world for the first time-

Is it so desperate for the world?

Shu Nong and Shu Yue took a few steps closer to the direction of the child.

The wounded child crawled slowly to her feet with his hands on the ground, his blood-stained hands grasping the hem of her clothes, he lay at her feet like a wounded little beast, the anger between his brows dissipated, the blood on his face rolled down with tears, and whimpered and pleaded: "Mother, don't want me." ”

He stared at her cautiously, trying to reach her fingertips, but his desperate gaze touched her white fingertips and the dirt on his hands, and he retracted his hand in despair.

He trembled in pain, but he still slowly knelt down under Shu Nong's indifferent gaze: "Mother, didn't you hate the demon clan the most in the past......

Shu Nong's gaze fell on his face.

His face was as pale as Shu Nong's own, and the cold and the injuries on his body made him shiver unconsciously.

When Shu Nong and Liu Xubai traveled to Dusk Cloud City, they had met Fu Ying herself.

At this moment, a pair of eyes that were almost identical to Fu Ying begged her cautiously.

There is only one person in the world who will call Fu Ying's mother.

The current city lord of Dusk Cloud City, the grandson of the old city lord Fu who chased the demon clan alone and disappeared - Fu Yang.

Shu Nong raised his hand slightly.

Fu Yang Deng trembled even more, biting his lower lip tightly, obviously looking scared, but he still knelt at her feet, without flinching in the slightest.

Shu Nong's cold hand landed on his head.

Fu Yang raised his eyes in astonishment.

The breath of despair around him stagnated, and he looked up at her, as if he didn't understand her movements, but there was a little joy in his eyes uncontrollably.

"Mother's ......"

Shu Nong squatted down, his fingertips casually wiped the blood beads mixed with tears on his face, and chuckled meaninglessly: "You're right. ”

Her fingertips flashed with a little spiritual power.

Unlike her cold palm, her spiritual power was gentle, gently wrapping Fu Yang and slowly caressing the fine wounds on his body.

"I really hate demons the most."

She left the sentence and left the courtyard with the man beside him who had no impression of him.

Fu Yang tried to hold her hand and froze in vain in mid-air.

As soon as Shu Nong left the City Lord's Mansion, before she could figure out how to find the missing people, a thief came up to her, beckoned to her and Shu Yue, and led them into the remote alley.

Shu Nong and Shu Yue had the intention of seeing the follow-up development, and followed this person all the way without saying a word.

There was actually a mansion built in the depths of this alley, and the man carefully invited her and Shu Yue into the door, and then leaned in and whispered: "Less-don't worry, there are twenty-five people in total, and I am ready." ”

Shu Nong's eyelids jumped: "...... Twenty-five people? ”

"yes." The man said in a low voice and rubbed his fingers, "According to your orders, they are all wanderers, or come alone, and no one will look for them when they enter the Demon Palace, and they will never arouse the suspicion of the Xianmen." ”

“……”

Shu Nong's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he smiled suddenly, and his gentle and harmless gaze fell on the face of the person in front of him.

The aura on his body was clean, and there were spiritual power fluctuations, barely worthy of a monk.

Up and down, there is no trace of demonic energy.

Shu Nong blinked, examining him from beginning to end.

That's right, there is not a trace of demonic energy in the body.

I'm pretty sure this person isn't a demon pretending to be a human race.

He's a person.