Immortal Voices Chapter 251: Memory (2)

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Seeing the man in black attacking, Shen Jiuliu anxiously shouted: "Yu Xiu, run away."

But Xiao Yuxiu lay in front of Granny Xin's body, immersed in grief, completely unaware of the danger.

Xiao Yuxiu didn't realize it, but Yu Qing realized the danger of his child.

He wanted to save people, but the man in black took the opportunity to slap a sharp stone thorn. The stone thorn penetrated his body and blood was spilled on the ground.

But he didn't care at all, his eyes followed his child closely, his eyes dimmed with regret and worry.

"Father..." Shen Jiu's legs softened, and he knelt on the ground with Xiao Yuxiu and shouted.

Yu Qing can't hear anymore. He is dead. He hasn't seen his child safe, and he never has a chance to see his child grow up.

Shen Jiuliu looked at the man nailed to the stone wall in pain, a sharp wind passed through his body and kicked Yu Xiu fiercely, and the wind directed at Xiao Yuxiu with a strong palm. Hit it.

If this palm is hit, Xiao Yuxiu will undoubtedly die.

But Shen Jiuliu knew that Yu Xiu could not die because he was still alive.

At this moment of life and death, how did he survive?

Without waiting for Shen Jiuliu to think clearly, a thin body slammed in front of Xiaoyu's self-cultivation, blocking the fatal blow for him.

"Xiaoxian..." Shen Jiuliu's eyes suddenly widened, he clenched his fist tightly, his lips bite out of blood.

He only knew that he would not die, but he didn't know why he didn't die under such a powerful attack.

It turns out that Xiao Xian actually blocked this fatal blow for him. How old was Xiao Xian at that time, how could her body bear it.

Xiao Xian is likely to die...

Thinking of this possibility, Shen Jiuliu couldn't help but collapse.

Shen Jiuliu had forgotten that Rong Xian had grown up well at this time. At this moment, he had only the dazzling red color in his eyes.

The little girl lay on Xiao Yuxiu's body, spit out blood, and burned the long-standing heart.

"Yu Xiu, I will not die, I will always be there. Yu Xiu, you promise me that if I am not here, you must live well. You must also protect these two stone dolls. Yu Xiu, live Go on, you must live."

The sound of survival made Shen Jiuliu cry.

For more than ten years, the scenes of the sound of gloomy repairs in the dream and the survival of the sentences gradually became clear, and then the scenes in front of them overlapped.

That's Xiaoxian, and it's always been Xiaoxian.

On the verge of death, Xiaoxian's only wish was to keep him alive, and she never thought of herself once.

Shen Jiuliu covered his eyes, and the tears finally fell.

Xiao Xian, Xiao Xian...

Thousands of complex thoughts are all reduced to two words: Xiaoxian.

The little girl couldn't hear him. She was bloody, pale and turned to look at the man in black, holding on to the dagger on the ground with her fragmented body, as if she wanted to stop the man in black tightly. Don't let the man in black hurt Xiaoyu.

"Xiao Xian, don't move, someone will come to rescue you, surely." Shen Jiuliu squatted beside the little girl, shouting anxiously with red eyes.

The little girl's body was severely injured. If she moved at will or angered the man in black, Shen Jiuliu couldn't imagine what would happen next.

But the little girl still stubbornly crawled towards the man in black. Before she could climb far, her hand dropped weakly. She looked back at Xiao Yuxiu and her eyes were dull. He seemed to be anxious, and he seemed to blame himself, and then the eyes were closed gently, and they didn't open again.

"Xiaoxian, Xiaoxian..." Shen Jiuliu wanted to step forward to pick up the little girl, to see if she was still breathing, and to put all the healing pills in her arms into her mouth. ...But each time it passed directly through the little girl's body.

The feeling of powerlessness and despair instantly came to his mind, yes, he couldn't change anything, he could only watch it, because it was just a memory.

The ‘Boom’ loudly rang, and the sword mound rioted.

Countless sword qi penetrates the body that has been left for a long time, driving away the uninvited guests inside.

Until a familiar figure came here, the figure didn't seem to see the little girl, and directly reached out his hand to hug Xiao Yuxiu, and then turned away without a moment of stagnation.

"Master, don't go, and Xiaoxian, Xiaoxian is still alive..." Shen Jiuliu's eyes were red, trying to hold the little girl's hand tightly, but it was in vain.

Seeing this person leave, Shen Jiuliu shouted in grief: "Master, please don't go, please save Xiaoxian, save Xiaoxian, she is still alive, still alive..."

Xiao Xian cannot stay here, she is still injured, and there are people in black here...

But the man couldn't hear his screaming, and quickly flew away from the sword mound holding Xiao Yuxiu, and he was like a marionette. He was where Xiao Yuxiu was.

Shen Jiuliu drifted passively behind Xiaoyu's self-cultivation, but stared at Jian Tomb, only to feel that his heart seemed to be held tightly by someone.

His Xiaoxian is still lonely in that dangerous place, and his sister-in-law will probably die there. As long as he thinks of this long stay, he will be suffocated with pain.

Until he was led out of the village, he couldn't help but tears rolled down.

Xiao Xian, Xiao Xian...

Just walking out of the village, Master suddenly stopped.

Shen Jiuliu was overjoyed, wiped away his tears, and quickly looked in the direction of Jian Zhong and shouted: "Master, go and save Xiaoxian, she is still inside, she is still there."

But the man obviously couldn't hear what he said, his eyes reflected the blazing fire on the opposite side, and it turned out that the sword mound did not know when it burned.

Such a big fire, even if you can't even get close, how can Xiaoxian survive? Even if she was not severely injured and killed, she would probably be burned to death in this fire.

Shen Jiuliu was full of despair, he just thought he was going crazy, going crazy!

He was rescued by Master and escaped to heaven, but Xiaoxian's life or death is unknown.

Shen Jiuliu only felt that the whole world was darkened, and he could no longer see any hope.

He could only stand there and shouted, "Xiaoxian, Xiaoxian..."

Suddenly, Shen Jiuliu opened his eyes, his face covered with tears.

"Young Sect Master, are you awake? Why are you crying?" Fenhe put down the medicine bowl. She was very happy to see Young Sect Master waking up. However, seeing Young Sect Master exuding a breath of despair, tears on her face Let her be careful not to speak loudly.

What's wrong with this? Why is it like a dead person at home after a coma?

Shen Jiu left the medicine stone doll with his consciousness touching his chest. The pouch embroidered with cedar flowers is old, but the dots of blood are still there.

Shen Jiuliu remembers very clearly, the pain and despair that the scorching blood sprayed on his heart. It was Xiaoxian's blood. It was Xiaoxian who used his own life for him to live.

It was the past he had forgotten. It was someone he had patted his chest countless times and said he wanted to protect it.

But that person kept him alive again and again, leaving death and suffering to himself.

Xiaoxian...

Shen Jiuliu clutched his purse tightly, only feeling that every time he said the name, he felt pain in his heart.