Pampering the sea

After all, the boy was disobedient and insisted on running out of the door. He happily walked towards Xinyue with his little friend. Because of his low energy, he didn't notice the tense atmosphere at all. In his eyes, It was full of his mothers.

"Xiaozhi..." Xin Yue seemed to be stiff, his hands trembled unconsciously, his face was pale, "Don't move!"

She was so vigilant, and when she realized that Chu Zhiling took the opportunity to make a move, she immediately turned her head and looked at Chu Zhiling coldly.

But at this moment, she felt that time stood still.

Chu Zhiling's thin lips parted slightly, and there was a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, so cold and so lonely: "Mother? Your son?"

His eyes were so black and so bright, like an ancient pool that could suck people up, he just stared at her blankly: "You and Yan Zhan have a son?"

Xin Yue's shoulders seemed to lose strength all of a sudden, and he could no longer lift anything. The gun aimed at Chu Zhiling was put down like that, and gradually put down, like autumn leaves falling on the ground, without a trace of life. .

"Let's go, Chu Zhiling." Xin Yue's eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, "This place is about to explode, so go."

"All of you are not allowed to move!" In an instant, Xin Yue turned around, raised his gun, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said coldly to the Dutch officers who were bundled into a ball.

"I'm leaving, what about you?" Chu Zhiling's voice came from behind her in a deep voice, in a daze, unable to tell what emotion it was.

"Me?" Xin Yue rubbed his forehead uncomfortably, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "It's actually very cost-effective to gain a good reputation of dying for the country when there is nothing worth cherishing."

Xin Yue spewed blood from the corner of his mouth again, and under the cast shadow, it was obvious that Chu Zhiling raised his knife to her back, intending to knock her unconscious, but there was no need for him to do it anymore. This instant erupted completely, and the toxins accumulated in her body for many days rolled in her body together. She fell backwards, and the gun in her hand fell to the ground with a bang. After the world is extremely bright, there is a thick smoke billowing.

A smile slowly formed on the corner of Xin Yue's lips, she fell down, and the dizziness spread from her mind, enveloping her like a puff of smoke.

On Xuanlang Island, which is adjacent to Yikunshen Island, there are many Chinese people living here. There is a big house on this island. It is said to be a house, but it is actually a medium-sized castle. There are seven blockhouses on the castle, all equipped with cannons.The bunker has three floors, and the lower floor is the basement, which is more than ten feet deep into the ground, where food and various spare items are stored.Inside, there are many corridors, twists and turns, huge beams and exquisite decoration.There is also a wind motor well, which can be called a ghostly workmanship.

This was built by a wealthy local businessman with some influence. Because the Dutch are hard to invade by guarding the east pass, and this rich businessman handed over property or other precious items to the East India Company every year, so he got along with the Dutch army. Friendly, the Chinese in its east are protected by it and can be saved from the fate of being enslaved.

At this moment, the moonlight is rising.

"Mother..." The child's small voice sounded in the room, with a strong nasal voice, obviously crying, "Mother, why are you still awake?"

The little witch mouse on the side jumped up and down on the child's shoulder, extremely restless, not knowing what it was doing.

There were soft footsteps, and the child turned his head, looked aggrieved at the man who pushed the door, ran over and said, "Uncle, why isn't mother awake?"

The man wore a black robe, lowered his head slightly, his eyes were dark and cold, and said in a deep voice to the child who was grabbing his hem:

"Go away."

"Uncle..." The child raised his head in astonishment, his little face was covered with tears, because of Chu Zhiling's cold attitude, his eyes became more and more red.

Chu Zhiling looked at the child who looked exactly like Yan Zhan, and there was a burst of anger in his heart for no reason, as if something was burning up in his heart, he stretched out his hand and pulled the child's hand away, and the child fell to the ground unexpectedly , Woo-wah-wah-wah burst into tears, the voice was terrifying.

"Mother...Someone beat me, mother! I'm being bullied, mother, come and save me!"

Chu Zhiling frowned in disgust, and slashed out with a slash, put the knife on the child's neck coldly, and said coldly, "If you don't get out, I'll kill you right now."

Yan Xiaozhi has been the treasure of the Yan family since he was a child, and he has been cared for. Even Xin Yue, who is difficult to deal with, is tamed by him. How could he compromise easily like ordinary children? In his ignorant and young worldview, he is the only one. No one dares to yell at him for messing with others.

"Wow, I killed someone, who will save me...Mum, dad... Xiaozhi is going to die...Wow..." Yan Xiaozhi cried so sadly, tears were rushing like a faucet that couldn't be turned off tightly flowing.

In fact, the father and mother he is talking about are the biological parents who died young, but in Chu Zhiling's eyes, it is this child who is calling his father Yan Zhan. He and she have a child. She's old, so, was it because of this child that she chose to stand by Yan Zhan's side and parted ways with him?

Could it be... Chu Zhiling suddenly thought of something, his pupils shrank, when he went to her and Yan Zhan's big wedding desperately, did she already have a child in her stomach?

Then what does she think of him?

The chill in the bottom of Chu Zhiling's eyes became more and more obvious, his eyes were like a falcon, staring sharply at the crying child, the sword in his hand began to be gradually clenched, and bulging veins could be seen on his strong arms.

"Xiaozhi..."

Perhaps the crying was too loud and frightening, Xin Yue on the bed slowly opened her eyes, she didn't know where she was now, her head seemed to have a lump of paste, and the children's cries were constantly in her ears, She sat up from the bed, but saw this scene - Chu Zhiling pressed a long knife on Yan Xiaozhi's neck, his eyes were full of killing intent, and the skin on Yan Xiaozhi's neck had been cut a little, There was some blood oozing out, and the child stopped screaming immediately, his face was pale with shock, and he opened his mouth mechanically, as if talking about something, but the whole person seemed to be stupid.

"Chu Zhiling!"

Xin Yue's pupils shrank, and he flew forward without even wearing his shoes, relying entirely on his physical instincts, he rolled on the spot and saved the child from the knife.

"Xiaozhi..." Xin Yue looked at the child who was like a log, panicking, "What's wrong with you, Xiaozhi, don't scare me..." Xin Yue hugged the child's small body, and rushed to his face Patting, but the child still just stared at her blankly, his face was covered with tears, his whole body seemed to be dead, his body temperature was approaching freezing point, Xin Yue frowned, his whole body fell into a panic, and said urgently, " Yan Xiaozhi, tell me something!"