Fu Canglu

Chapter 470
dark night.fire.

The fire burns, rises, twists, and burns everything around it to ashes.

His Highness could not close his eyes.

Because when I opened and closed my eyes, there were desperate and hoarse cries in my ears, and what was fed back into my mind was chaos and numbness.

Bumps, endless bumps.

A scalding liquid splashed on his cheek.

It seems to be blood.

There is also a cold liquid, should it be tears?
Are the tears that people shed when they are in despair really cold?
The little highness thought dumbly, where is he?

He couldn't remember exactly what happened before, and he couldn't remember what happened after.

He was like a guest in this immature body, watching all this blankly.

Whether it is fire, tears or blood, it has nothing to do with him.

Because he doesn't want to cry.

But this immature body uncontrollably let out a cry.

Weeping loudly, heart-piercing.

Yi Xiao wanted to move her fingers, but found that she couldn't do it, and wanted to blink her eyes, but found that she still couldn't do it.

This kind of movement, the instructions are given by the brain, but cannot be transmitted to the limb terminals, as if separated by a huge natural moat.

Stretching out, or curling up, is impossible.

So Yi Xiao could only be awkward, numb, and let the owner of his body twist desperately in the narrow space, so it was inevitable to be stained with more stinky blood or salty tears.

Yi Xiao could not turn his head, nor could he refuse, and could only passively accept the scene in front of him.

He seemed to be sharing this bleak scene with others.

The swaddling clothes with brocade patterns, strips of cloth torn from a white shirt, were simply and firmly tied to someone’s back, and that person stretched out a hand backwards, pressing it on “myself”, and quickly shuttled through the crowded room. Among the crowds, the bumps continued.

Look down.

The hand holding her down was as white as jade, and it was a woman's hand.

During the turbulence, Yi Xiao heard the sound of a sharp instrument cutting through the air and skin.

The woman didn't make a sound from beginning to end.

She swiped firmly in one direction until it reached the end. When she saw the impenetrable wall of fire, she didn't stop at all, so she turned around and swiped in the second direction.

Kill everyone you meet along the way.

Whether it is those who are strong or weak, those who have the desire to kill, or those who do not.

She is like a cold-blooded animal, with sparks passing over her ears and temples, and blood brushing against her cheeks, it doesn't give her the slightest hesitation, the slightest delay in making a decision.

She wanted to rush out of the flames.

can end in failure.

Yi Xiao stayed quietly in the sea of ​​flames, feeling the heat waves spread across the surface, "that person" in her body was crying louder and louder, and her voice was already hoarse from crying.

The woman with her back on her back breathed evenly, but it sounded a little weak.

Unlikely to be the cause of the fire.

She has killed many people without ever feeling tired. At this moment, there is an area around her. Those who wanted to kill her have already left her far away. They would rather hide in the sea of ​​flames than face her again.

So she must be a very powerful person.

Yi Xiao didn't know why he thought this way, he just felt very firmly, how could such a powerful person be killed by a fire?
He felt like he was dreaming.

Yi Xiao felt that the cloth strips binding "herself" had been removed.

Then there was a whirlwind.

He looked at the woman quietly.

After all the memories were lost, Yi Xiao couldn't recognize who this woman in white was.

The "master" in this baby's body is still restless.

He has no concept.

He doesn't have the concept of relatives, the concept of mother, which he can only learn when he comes to this world, so he can only express his emotions by crying.

Yi Xiao just looked at the woman quietly.

He studied the face carefully.

This woman is very beautiful, even if she is in the fire, just looking at her can make people forget the danger.

If possible.

Yi Xiao wanted to keep looking at her.

The things in those eyes were calm and holy, filled with pity and kindness, making people unable to look away.

But the "master" in this body cried out restlessly, twisted his body, and suffered unbearably in the smoke of the fire.

Yi Xiao couldn't feel the pain.

From beginning to end, he was just like a guest.

But he sensed the woman's gaze.

The woman seems to be looking at "herself".

Yes.

Yi Xiao felt his vision gradually narrowed, closing up and down.

The baby's cries became smaller and smaller.

Getting smaller and smaller.

The sound of the flames in the ears is getting louder.

He tried hard to open his eyes, but he couldn't resist the darkness.

The owner of these eyes finally closed them.

Yi Xiao saw darkness.

He tried to open his eyes.

Easier than any attempt.

He opened his eyes so easily.

He calmly stared at the woman in front of him, and the fragments of memory were pieced together at this moment.

The woman in white held him in her arms and lifted him slowly.

Yi Xiao tried her best to stretch out her baby's hands, looked at her extremely immature hands, moved up with difficulty, and finally touched the cheek of the woman in white.

The woman in white hugged him and turned her body slowly.

His Highness saw many familiar figures.

Outside the sea of ​​flames in the distance, a few people led their horses and stopped far away. Inside the sea of ​​flames, there were desolate dead bodies and blood that sneered everywhere.

He saw Lin Yi, standing outside the sea of ​​flames, lost his mind, and was pulled out of the range of the fire.

He looked around.

Finally, he turned his gaze back to his mother.

Murong lowered his head and looked at him.

Yi Xiao saw the gold reflected in the eyes of the woman in white.

In her eyes, the baby in the swaddle, neither crying nor fussing, calmly reflected in the water waves in her pupils.

In the baby's eyes, there was a big golden color, like a full wine glass, about to overflow.

Yi Xiao's breathing became short of breath.

He has no teeth, and he can't use his tongue. Everything seems to have returned to the original point, dull and weak.

He read the two words from memory.

"Murong"

The woman in white was not surprised at all, but smiled softly.

All smiles.

She gently embraced the swaddling baby, hummed, and slowly leaned down, whispering in the ear of the newborn baby.

"Key Box"

Yi Xiao's pupils contracted.

This is a grand fire feast.

It is also a banquet of Shura.

The fire that night killed many people.

It also killed a fresh and immature life.

But no one knew that this fire was the rebirth of another person.

(Volume [-] is coming to an end soon~ Sahua~)

(End of this chapter)