"Father, you are bleeding.         " Xiao Nianmo jumped in Shen Jiuli's palm on the road, trying hard to see him clearly.

There was indeed blood oozing out from the corners of Shen Jiuli's lips. After using a cleaning technique, the blood disappeared without a trace, but his face turned paler.

"Why is that unicorn hurting you?!" Xiao Nianmo was angry.

It had just wanted to bite the little Qilin in the stone, but it was brought back by its father before it could take action...

"It should take action." Shen Jiuli only said five words.

Xiao Qilin is Ning Xuemo's family member. Her family member wants to beat him, but he has no reason to fight back or hide.

He didn't even use his mind to defend himself, but he actually got hit like this.

Although it hurts very much, what he needs now is a kind of pain.

It seemed that it had hurt so much. After it hurt, she could relieve her anger and come back...

There was qi and blood surging in his chest, and he forced himself to swallow it, not showing it on the surface.

Xiao Nianmo looked at him with wide eyes in the stone. After a while, she suddenly cried: "Father, I don't want you to have something to do! Mommy is gone, don't want Nianmo anymore. Father and Lord can't be distracted, don't want Nianmo, Nianmo doesn't want to be an orphan... My mother said that the orphan is very pitiful..."

He cried loudly, almost shaking his scalp.

He was extremely smart, obviously seeing that his father was almost self-harm now, and he didn't seem to want to live anymore...

The child's crying was heartbreaking. If it could come out, it would probably be about to grab his collar and cry.

Shen Jiuli was shocked!

He is indeed a little self-deprecating now, and is indeed a little tired of the world. If that person is gone, he seems to have been taken away for most of his life.

Every day, every night is a torment.

Every moment, every moment is a heart erosion.

But now, he still has Nian Mo.

Nianmo has lost his mother and can no longer lose his father...

Shen Jiuli raised his hand and patted Xiaoshitou. Even if he was in a low mood, he didn't want to affect the child anymore. He smiled with his lips: "Nianmo will not cry. His father is a god, and his soul will not be scattered. His father will not want you, and will always be with you... Nianmo is a man, a man will not shed tears, and crying is the behavior of Xiong Bao. If you don't cry, you will flood your fetal water around you..."

Xiao Nianmo indeed stopped crying and thrust and corrected: "My mother said this is called amniotic fluid, not fetal water..."

"Well, your mother is right, okay, don't cry."

He held the stone and shook it gently. The little guy felt like he was in a cradle and finally fell asleep inside.

Shen Jiuli was afraid that his crying would hurt his vitality, so he dripped another drop of divine blood into it.

Looking at his face, the little baby had delicate facial features, the corners of his lips and nose were a bit like his mother, and his eyes were like him.

This temper-

Shen Jiuli didn't remember who Nian Mo's temper looked like.

Absolutely not like him!

Although he doesn't remember his childhood, he should have had this kind of cold temper, right? He is worried about everything.

He is not like this little guy, crying and laughing, and he is so talkative, and he is very lively.

A cry and a smile can affect a person's mood and make people want to be kind to him.

This should look like his mother?

Maybe his mother was like this when she was a child.

When she smiled, it seemed that the sky was clear and the moon was bright, making people want to hug her.

When I started crying, I also wanted to hug her...
Chapter completed!