Everyone had a look of horror in their eyes.

Di Mingjue ignored them, but quickly passed them into the iron quinoa wood forest.

Almost the moment he entered the jungle, the aura that was originally blocked by some energy was reflected into his mind along his spiritual sense.

Di Mingjue raised his hand and held the branches of the iron quinoa wood tightly, gritted his teeth, and tried his best to control it so that his divine character would not collapse due to too violent emotional fluctuations.

In the sparse iron quinoa wood forest, several sea beasts had already crawled in and surrounded a piece of open space in the middle of the forest.

They showed their sharp fangs, and their huge vertical pupils showed a greedy and longing light, approaching the open space little by little.

The saliva ticked all over the ground.

In the middle of the clearing is a little boy holding a sword.

His small body was covered in blood, his clothes were torn, and a half-unconscious rabbit was lying beside his feet.

When the sea beast approached, he was so tired that he couldn't even hold up the sword in his hand.

When collecting the sword, you have to rely on the support of the sword body to barely stand.

But the small back was still straight.

The ice-blue eyes were so tender, but full of resoluteness and madness.

Because he can't retreat!

Behind him was a woman with cold body, her eyes closed and her chest did not fluctuate, as if she was dead.

That was his mother.

If he retreated, his mother would be eaten by these sea beasts.

Emperor Mingjue took a step and the pressure belonging to the Immortal Emperor was suddenly cast.

The sea beasts who were coveting delicious food didn't even say a word, and then they broke into blood mist and dissipated into the air.

Di Mingjue walked towards the small figure.

But as soon as he got closer, the sharp and cold sword light roared.

He did not dodge or avoid, and let the sword blade slash him.

Once, then again!

One sword, another sword!

It is obvious that it hurts the body, but it is the heart that really hurts.

It seemed as if it was about to explode, making his eyes blurred.

Finally, Di Mingjue walked to the little boy, stretched out his hand and hugged the person in his arms.

The small figure was still struggling desperately.

The ice-blue eyes were so fierce and blood-red, but they were almost without focal length.

He has reached his limit.

It’s just that the willpower to protect his mother supports him tightly.

"Xiaobao, it's okay, Dad is here! Xiaobao, you've done a good job, your mother won't have any trouble. Can you ask Dad to save her?"

The violent struggle in his arms stopped slowly.

The pair of ice-blue eyes that had lost their focal length gradually reflected his shadow.

The chapped lips opened and closed slightly, but it made a heartbreaking voice, "Dad..."

Di Mingjue only felt one hand clenching his heart, making him almost unable to breathe.

"It's Dad." The voice came out, and I realized that it was even more swallowing, "Xiaobao, Dad is here."

Tears slowly condensed in the ice-blue eyes, and fell silently.

"Why...why are you here now?"

The child's voice should be tender and crisp, and he acts coquettishly with carefreeness.

But Xiaobao's voice was so hoarse at this time, so hoarse that it made people feel like they were about to be crushed.

"I kept calling my father... I kept calling my father to save my mother, save my uncle and uncle? Why don't you show up?"

"Dad is bad... I hate Dad! My mother has shed so much blood, and uncle, and uncle, and uncle are all dead. Xiaobao has no choice but to pray that God will let Dad come quickly, but... but Dad hasn't come... Why?"
Chapter completed!