Little Huzi is the bravest of the tiger-cat children, but now, he just sits on the edge of the bed blankly looking at his hands in a daze, not answering any questions he asks.
Chongluan was holding a bowl of delicious meat porridge, which was the little tiger's favorite food: "Xiaohu, let's have a bowl of porridge first, okay? After that, my sister is taking you out to play. Let's spend a whole day in the devil world today, okay?" .¡±
The little tiger lowered his head and pursed his lips in an aggrieved look, which deeply hurt Chongluan's heart. He had no choice but to put down the porridge, sighed softly, and sat beside him and hugged him: "If you want to cry, just cry!" Cry! There is no outsider here."
Perhaps it was these words that touched the deepest bottom line in Xiaohuzi's heart, and he lay in Chongluan's arms and wept loudly.
All Chongluan can do is hug him tightly, no amount of rhetoric is more satisfying than him crying.
All the members of the clan were killed in the blink of an eye, leaving only one person. Even adults couldn't fully accept it for a while, but he was still just a child, a child who needed someone to take care of him.
Xiao Huzi cried and cried, his voice was much softer, he raised his head and said with a choked voice: "Thank you sister, I feel much better."
Chong Luan chuckled and wiped his tears for him: "Promise my sister, a man can't cry freely in the future, a man should bleed, sweat and not cry, you know!"
Xiaohuzi pursed his lips and nodded: "Okay, Xiaohu knows."
"Now that I know, this bowl of porridge should be drinkable."
Chongluan brought the bowl, and the little tiger took it, and ate it with big mouthfuls, maybe he was really hungry, and soon the bowl was empty.
"Do you want another bowl?"
Little Huzi: "I want to drink two more bowls."
In the end, the little tiger felt full after drinking four bowls of porridge.
"Little Huzi, although it may be bad to mention it now, it is very helpful to find the murderer. Can you tell my sister what is special about the murderer you saw that day!"
Little Huzi and Chongluan walked on the streets of the Demon Realm, frowning and rubbing their chins for a while, thinking: "That day, the murderer was wearing a black cloak, so he couldn't see clearly, but I saw a long scar on his face. , and the appearance is particularly ugly, the kind of ugly that cannot be described."
"So, you can see his face clearly?" Chongluan was pleasantly surprised and felt that things had turned around.
Little Huzi nodded: "If you want me to recognize him now, I will be able to recognize him. If I can find him, I will personally avenge my tribe."
The small face was full of hatred, which was the last thing Chongluan wanted to see, she gritted her teeth and thought for a while: "Little Huzi, listen to me, you are still young, you have adults to help you with revenge, so you don't need to worry about it. "
"Is that your husband?"
"You can say that!"
"Hmph, if it's that guy, I don't believe him, he's useless at all, he'll just pretend in front of my sister!"
Chong Luan frowned uncontrollably, this child really sees it thoroughly, if Xuan Yunce knows that a child has such an evaluation of him, I don't know what kind of expression it will be.
"Hehe, Xiaohu, in fact, brother Xuan is very capable. He is like me in front of me because he likes me!"
Little Huzi didn't care much about Xuan Yunce, and when he mentioned it, he had a disgusted expression: "Sister, don't try to defend him. He is very capable and won't be injured last time. He is about to die."
Hey this kid just can't make sense!
Forget it, she doesn't want to explain anymore.
"Let's go, let's go back to the magic palace first, and play tomorrow." Chongluan pulled him back.
"Sister, didn't you tell me to take me out to play?"
"Now you have to go back and tell them that you know what the murderer looks like, and see how they can deal with it to find the murderer."
I didn't see Xuan Yunce and the others early this morning, and I don't know where I went. No matter what happened, it's already afternoon, so I should be able to come back!
If not, they all came back.
It's just that the atmosphere in the hall doesn't seem to be very good.
All of them, including Xuan Yunce, looked sullen, and the atmosphere was dignified and very depressing.
Xuan Yunce saw Chongluan coming.
He motioned her to come to his side.
"Husband, what happened! They all look like this."
Xuan Yunce sighed: "Hey! It's all my fault for not strengthening the guards of the mausoleum. Someone deliberately took away the ashes of the adoptive father."
"Ah" Chong Luan covered his mouth in shock: "What's the use of snatching the ashes of my adoptive father?"
Meng Yulin said: "Of course it is useful,There is also a great use. A Shang is the only Houyi left by the Black Winged Dragon Clan. Even if he dies, his ashes will be of great use. Now I'm afraid that he will suffer if he does something bad with his ashes,hey"
"No, I must find out the ashes so that Ah Shang can rest in peace." Ning Hou'er thumped the chair hard: "I just hope that the thief didn't create a Xuan Shang."
There is a witchcraft that can recreate a new body from ashes that have been dead for many years. The resurrected body can be driven by the maker to help him do anything.
"Then what should I do?" Chongluan knew that the situation was very urgent after hearing what they said, and her heart became tense.
"I have asked the soldiers of the Demon Realm to investigate in many ways, covering the entire six realms. I must find out the whereabouts of my adoptive father's ashes in a very short time, otherwise I am ashamed of him." To steal Xuan Shang's ashes, that person's means must be superb.
It's just that for a moment he couldn't think of people like Liujie Jingyou and Xuanshang who made things difficult for the dead. He couldn't think of it, really couldn't think of anyone else.
Chong Luan stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, nothing will happen."
"En." Under Chong Luan's comfort, Xuan Yunce calmed down the anger in his heart: "By the way, daughter-in-law, where did you take that child today? You can't find anyone."
It was a coincidence that Xuan Yunce was looking for her, but Chongluan was looking for him instead.
Chongluan laughed and said, "I've been taking Xiaohu all day today! Just strolling around the city, Xiaohuzi said that he saw the face of the murderer, I thought, tell you about it."
Meng Yulin was startled, pulled the little tiger next to him and asked: "Little tiger, did you really see the appearance of the murderer?"
Little Huzi nodded: Of course, I didn't lie, I will remember that look for the rest of my life. "
"Being able to remember the appearance is of great help to us!" Ning Hou'er and Meng Yulin looked at each other and smiled.
"Okay, little tiger, let's draw the appearance of the murderer on paper now, can you help?"
In addition to working in the devil world, Meng Yulin's favorite hobby is painting and ink, and he loves portraits.
Little Huzi knew that he could help, so there was no one who would not agree, so he nodded immediately and said that he was willing to help.
Then, several people came to Meng Yulin's studio, where all the tools for painting paintings are available.
Xiao Huzi described that Meng Yulin was painting, and the two cooperated very tacitly. Within half an hour, the portrait was ready.
Little Huzi said in surprise: "It's him, it's him, Uncle, you really painted it."
Everyone gathered together to have a look, and a fierce face was printed on the paper vividly. They were amazed and meditated at the same time, who is this person?
Xuan Yunce picked up the portrait and observed it carefully for a while, making sure he hadn't seen it before.
Chong Luan looked again.
I'm sure I don't know.
In the end, everyone circulated it, but no one recognized it.
Still, Ning Hou'er watched it for a long time, then said in a calm voice, "Don't worry about it, I know this person!"
Everyone exclaimed: "Who is it?"
"This person is the witch and Gu master of the monster clan, Ming Lao Mo He Kun." (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com