Feng Wuxin, who had a caesarean section for the woman, ignored the way everyone looked at her.

Although the baby is safe now, the situation of the mother is not very optimistic.

"Ato, enough hemostatic medicine."

“Yes, master.”

Atto found enough hemostatic medicine as Feng Wuxin's instructions. In order to prevent severe bleeding from the mother after surgery, Feng Wuxin sutured the mother's wound and stuffed a half-life pill into the mother's mouth.

Looking at the woman who was gradually falling into a coma, Feng Wuxin took back his bloody hands.

"There is only so much I can do. Whether to survive or leave your two children behind is up to your own choice."

A pair of red eyes looked at the woman, and Feng Wuxin ignored the woman.

"Master, wash your hands first."

Hu Yanjue put the wrapped baby in Su Di's arms and called a basin of water to wash Feng Wuxin's bloody hands. His movements were so gentle and careful that even the tiny bloodshot in each finger had never been spared.

"Master, what should I do with this child?"

Su Di, who took the child, looked confused. They were all a group of evil people who killed people without blinking. Besides, they were also a group of rough men and didn't know how to take care of a baby. Moreover, the baby was crying so upset.

"Go and find some milk."

Feng Wuxin walked to Su Di and looked at the baby girl crying in the cradle. He stretched out his hands to hold the baby in his arms. A smile flashed through his red eyes.

Master...smiled?

Yes, they saw a softness flashing through their master's eyes.

Su Di Hu Yanjue and others looked at me and I looked at you. When they saw the smile in Feng Wuxin's eyes spread to the corners of their lips, they thought they were dazzled, but when they looked at each other, they really saw the soft smile that appeared on the corners of their lips.

Feng Wuxin was holding the baby girl. His soft and small body was so fragile that he would crush him to death with just one finger, but his life was so powerful that he came to the world in this era of war.

The cold jade hands gently touched the baby girl's cheeks, and the soft and glutinous skin spread from her fingers to Feng Wuxin's heart.

"You three carry the women upstairs to rest."

“Yes, master.”

Atosudi and Canaan, who had recovered the milk, pulled the quilt and carried the unconscious woman to the private room on the second floor. Feng Wuxin sat in the lobby on the first floor with the child in his arms, scooped a spoonful of milk with a spoon, and fed it to the baby bit by bit.

The originally noisy baby opened his mouth and whispered the sweetness that was sent to his mouth.

"Master, you've been busy all night, so I'll take care of the baby."

Hu Yanjue once again stepped forward to pick up the baby in Feng Wuxin's arms, and signaled that he would take good care of the baby and let Feng Wuxin rest assured.

Feng Wuxin didn't say anything, looked at the baby girl with her eyes, turned around and returned to the room on the second floor, lying on the bed with her clothes in her clothes. Soon, a trace of sleepiness came and fell asleep.

But every time she fell asleep in the past six years, she had endless nightmares that accompanied her throughout the night.

In the dream, Feng Wuxin stood on the edge of Xiangsi Jue Cliff, with a crossbow arrow running through her abdomen. Mo Yi stood in front of her, looking at her with a cold expression.

The hot blood kept flowing out of her abdomen, and with the gradually lost life, the whole world was about to leave her.

Feng Wuxin understood that it was a new life that was nurtured in her belly.

But the child left the world before he felt any warmth.

A tear fell from his eyes. Feng Wuxin, who was covered in blood, raised his head to look at Mo Yi, and his mouth was still what he said six years ago.

You killed our children with your own hands.

Yes.

Six years ago, she knew she was pregnant when she headed to the eastern border.

I thought I would tell him the news after I found Mo Yi.

But the ruthless ending slapped her hard.

Every time I think of the beginning of despair when I am full of expectations, Feng Wuxin laughed at his stupidity again and again.

The morning sun shone on Feng Wuxin's face, and the golden light surrounded her in a layer of light.

White clothes, with the beautiful eyes that slowly opened, the picture was so beautiful that it was impossible to breathe, and it was also extremely charming, just like when the nine-tailed demon fox who had been practicing for thousands of years was born, it was enchanting and stunning the charm of everything in the world.

Hu Yanjue, who had been waiting aside, walked forward and changed Feng Wuxin's clothes. His slender big hand gently brushed past the white ones and placed it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently.

“The master is so beautiful.”

A pair of restless big hands were swimming on Feng Wuxin, and every fingertip was telling the most primitive thing about a man.

"It's time to leave the Windy City."

Feng Wuxin didn't care about the desire that came out of Hu Yanjue's eyes at all. She slowly walked to the edge of the bed, looking at the rising sun with red eyes, but there was no warmth in her eyes.

“Yes, master.”

Feeling Feng Wuxin's cold rejection, Hu Yanjue suppressed his impulse and retreated obediently.

"Master, what should I do with that woman and the baby?"

"Leave it to the shopkeeper."

Feng Wuxin and his group left Fengcheng. Before leaving, they instructed the shopkeeper to treat the mother and son well. If there was a half-point difference, the whole family would be killed.

The shopkeeper was so scared that he knelt on the ground and swore to use his life to ensure that he would treat the woman and her son well, and would never have any mistakes.

"Master, where are we going?"

"Go to Ridu City."

When Sudi heard the three words "Rimucheng", the expression in her eyes was obviously stunned, and the strong hatred hidden in her eyes burst into uncontrollable burst.

Feng Wuxin ignored what Su Di looked like, but she promised these people that they would help them avenge them, and then these people would follow her to death.

This is the transaction between the two.

Fengcheng is a while away from Rimucheng. Along the way, the bodies of refugees fell to the ground in a row, stinking stinking.

Feng Wuxin, who was on the horse, glanced at the corpse on the roadside and stopped looking.

However, the monk among the thirty-seven people shook his head. Every time he walked by a place, he would sit cross-legged and recite the scriptures to save the dead.

"Monk, you have returned to secular life and there is no need to recite these scriptures. Pretend to be a good person."

"Although I have returned to secular life, I still can't change this habit, I can't change it."

The obscure and difficult-to-understand Buddhist sounds slowly flowed out. After saving the souls of the monk, he got up and followed Feng Wuxin and others toward Rimu City. The monk was one of the thirty-seven people. Among these thirty-seven people were monks who returned to secular life, merchants who were once rich, knights who were happy, and even famous scholars and poets all over the world, but they were all trapped in the sea of ​​non-returning. They thought they would die of old age, but now they are back and are back with hatred.
Chapter completed!