Qing Moyan picked up the civet dog, "Let's go, I'll take you home." ”

"Chirp!" the little guy in his arms suddenly struggled, waving his paws in great disagreement.

Qing Moyan was stunned, it looked like this...... Don't seem to want to go?

He was stunned, and the civet broke free from his arms and jumped to the ground.

"Chirp......" It ran a few steps into the distance, then stopped and looked back at him.

Qing Moyan frowned, what's going on, why doesn't it want to go back, look at it like this...... It seemed to beckon itself to come with it.

"Where are you taking me?" he asked.

The civet ran a few more steps forward and looked back at him.

After a moment's hesitation, he stepped along.

He didn't know how much of the incense was left, because it was in a dream, so he had no concept of time.

He wanted to take her back by force, but when he saw the civet running and jumping in front of him, he was a little unsure.

Maybe...... She was trying to tell herself.

Quickly keep up, the surrounding scenery quickly passes around you, and one scene after another makes people's eyes 'dazzled' and 'chaotic'.

The scene of the night summer country came to an abrupt end.

Darkness enveloped everything again.

"Little girl!" he couldn't see the civet leading the way, but he could hear its cry.

Far away and sometimes near, leading him forward.

There was an empty echo at his feet, and he seemed to be walking in a corridor, flanked by rooms one by one, and a sign hanging from the door.

It was too dark for him to read the words on it.

But when he came to the end, two glass 'doors' appeared in front of him, and two big red letters were pasted on the 'doors': Silence.

Here it is......

The hospital in the town!

The civet led him to the third floor of the hospital and stopped outside the 'door' of a ward.

The civet bowed his head and arched the 'door' with all his might, arching the 'door' of the house through a gap, and then got in.

"Chirp......" It seemed to call to him, let him in too.

Qing Moyan pushed open the 'door' and walked in.

It was dark in the ward, and there were no lights on.

Dozens of candles were placed around the bed, and the candlelight jumped and reflected on the snow-white walls, like ghosts.

Qing Moyan held his breath.

This sight......

He had heard Ru Xiaonan describe that it was her nightmare.

It should be here, his little thing is trapped by this, and it has become a dead knot in her heart that she can't untie.

He walked in, and the two men in the room didn't seem to be aware of his presence at all.

He was close to the bed.

In the sick' bed lay a 'woman' covered in blood, her face distorted and full of pain.

This face is seven points similar to Ru Xiaonan.

"No...... I can't give birth......" She hissed, her throat was like a broken bellows, and there was a very visible wound on her 'chest', deep to the bone, and the blood continued to gush out with each effort.

There was a man half-kneeling beside the bed, and he was hurriedly wrapping the sheets in a ball, trying to plug the wound on the woman's chest.

"Useless ......," the 'girl' screamed, "Our blood has been tainted by the resentment of the demon cultivation array...... I can't stop ......"

The man hung his head and wept lowly.

"Let me give birth to the child, I can't let the child die with me......" struggled the 'girl'.

Qingmo stood there expressionlessly, like an outsider.

He saw the man use a spell and place a circle around the bed, and then he used scissors to break open his wife's belly and pull out a bloody baby from it.

Lifting her little 'legs' upside down......

"Let me ...... Look at ......" The 'girl' only had one breath left.

The man cried and put the child on the woman's breast.

The baby opened its small mouth and lay on the body of the 'girl' covered in blood.

"You can't 'give' the mantra to them...... If we can't do it, let her do it for us. The man cried.

The 'girl' was speechless at this time.

The man took out a piece of worn-out parchment, cut his palm with scissors to follow the pattern of the spell, drew the same spell, and then attached it to the baby's forehead.

"If we die, this spell will inevitably fall into their hands, and we don't know how many 'yin' and yang masters will die in the demon cultivation array after that...... Only it can put an end to all this...... Now we'll 'give' it to you and fulfill our last wish......"

The man cried and activated the spell.

Qing Moyan noticed that there were mantra-like patterns floating everywhere in the ward, and the intricate patterns swirled like marquees, and finally all merged into the baby's brain.

The baby suddenly opened his mouth and began to cry.

Despite the baby's cry, the man continued his incantation, the parchment gradually turning to ashes.

The baby cried more and more, as if it was about to die, and the hoarse cry was like a knife, cutting Qingmoyan's heart one by one.

"This spell is too powerful, normal people's brains can't fit it, this kid will go crazy. "A deep male voice suddenly came from the 'door'.

Qingmo Yan turned sideways slightly, only to see Ru Yizhou appear at the entrance of the 'door', his face 'pale'.

"We don't have a choice. The man cried, "We have discovered the secret of the heavens and the moon, they will not let us go, this spell is our only hope, we must leave it, only it can destroy the real enemy." ”

"But the child is innocent. Ru Yizhou said angrily.

"We don't have a choice. The man didn't stop the spell, he ignored the child's crying, and kept pouring the complex spell into her head.

Ru Yizhou stood there, his face was not 'pale'.

The spell lasted for nearly half an hour, and the man's face became worse and worse, and finally a layer of dead air appeared on the surface of his skin, like a person who had been 'drained' blood, and became dry.

"Ru Yizhou...... Take her away......" the man struggled, "don't let them ...... Find her ......"

"This kid can't withstand such a powerful spell, she's going to die!" Ru Yizhou roared, "Do you want her to die as miserably as you do!"

The corners of the man's mouth spasmed twice, and a wry smile appeared, "Don't worry...... I set a sealing spell for her, as long as their people touch her...... The seal will be triggered, and she will definitely become the savior...... I won't let her die for nothing......"

Qing Moyan watched Ru Yizhou wrap the baby in his clothes and leave the ward without looking back.

The door was closed.

The man struggled to move to his dead wife, "We can't let them find our body...... The spell will leave traces and prevent them from discovering the existence of the 'girl'......"

He cast a spell one last time, sealing the room.

"Finally...... Need to borrow your body for sacrifice, dear ......"

The man bowed his head and 'kissed' his wife.

Watching his wife's body gradually melt before his eyes, and finally turned into crumbs, scattered on the blood-stained 'bed'.

Qing Moyan felt that he couldn't breathe.

Although it was in a dream, he didn't need to breathe.

He had always considered his fate bad, even unfortunate.

That's why he was attracted by Xiao Nan's bright smile and captured by her innocent and innocent gaze.

But now he knew he was wrong.

Couldn't be more wrong.

His little girl didn't even have any right to choose and refuse, so he was swept up by fate and became a victim of the 'yin' scheme.

Fulfill your wishes?

Become a savior?

Qing Moyan just wanted to sneer.

They are not her, why should they make decisions for her, and why should they set her fate.

"Chirp. From the dark corner came the low cry of a civet.

Qingmo Yan followed the voice.

I saw a small figure curled up in the corner under the 'bed', which looked to be only four or five years old, and its limbs were curled up, like a baby's posture in the mother's body.

The civet leaped into a shadow and melted into the child's body.

"Xiao Nan?" Qing Moyan squatted down, stretched out his hand to the child in the dark, and said softly, "Xiao Nan is not afraid, I'm here to pick you up." ”

Come with me, and don't care about that damn fate.

By my side, you don't need to be a savior, and you don't need to be so strong.

Come back to me, you just have to exist as my 'woman', laugh when you want, cry when you want, and be a happy little 'woman' until your hair is gray and your teeth are gone.