Chapter 1407 If You Don't Leave, I Won't Give up (15)

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Yang Zimei walked over, looked at Long Zhutian, reached out and touched his slightly cold face, "Lord Death came just now. Souls that can be taken away by Lord Death have a good place to go, don't worry. ."

"Sister-in-law, is it true? Mommy will be fine?"

Long Zhuiyue wiped his tears and asked.

Yang Zimei nodded, "The souls that can be taken away by Lord Death's ecstasy will either enter heaven and become immortals and become angels, or they will have a perfect reincarnation without going through the trial of the King of Hell."

"That's great!"

Long Zhuiyue burst into laughter, "If my mother can become an immortal and an angel, she will definitely look after us in the air and accompany us. It's not that we don't have a mother, it's just that we're far away, right, sister-in-law, brother."

Yang Zimei and Long Zhutian nodded at the same time.

At this time, Xuehu Yunyou woke up, opened her dark eyes, and looked at her.

"Xuehu, are you awake?"

Yang Zimei cried out with joy and hugged it tightly, "I'm scared to death, I thought you would never wake up!"

"How long have I slept?"

Xuehu asked her out loud.

His voice was no longer as weak as before, and Yang Zimei was slightly relieved.

"Soon, just a few hours."

Yang Zimei was wondering whether to tell him that the god of death had come.

She thought about it for a while, and finally decided not to speak.

Xuehu looked at Long Zhutian, saw that his physical condition had returned to normal, and asked suspiciously, "Is he alright?"

"Yeah. The Western black magic in him was originally incomprehensible. But, Xuehu, do you remember the black rose star from the vampire family Eust that I bought at the auction in B City? No Thinking of it, the blood bead hidden in it happened to be a sacred object that restrains black magic."

Yang Zimei stroked his fur guiltily, "If I had known this earlier, I wouldn't have to use your energy to get hurt, I'm sorry."

"It's fine."

Xuehu curled up slightly in her arms, then jumped out of her arms, "Girl, I'll go back to the room first, you guys are busy with yours."

After saying that, it walked away.

Yang Zimei asked Xiaoqian to follow him, in case there was anything wrong with it, so that he could report it in time.

"Brother, you and sister-in-law must have a lot to say. Mom and I will go first."

Long Zhuiyue took off Long Zhutian's shirt that wrapped the skeleton and hugged him, and left wisely.

Suddenly, only Long Zhutian and Yang Zimei were left in the huge courtyard.

The atmosphere suddenly solidified.

Yang Zimei quietly looked at Long Zhutian in front of him, and at his broken arm, suddenly not knowing what to say.

Long Zhutian may not have come out of the grief of losing his mother yet, and looking at Yang Zimei's eyes is also a bit gloomy.

Yang Zimei approached him, stretched out his hands, wrapped his arms around his waist, put his face on his hot chest, and called out softly, "Zhoutian!"

Long Zhutian stretched out his one arm, wrapped his arms around her shoulders strongly, and pressed his chin to the top of her hair, his voice sad and gloomy, "Mei Mei, I'm a motherless child."

Yang Zimei was slightly startled.

She never thought that such a sentence would be said in his mouth, and she felt sad and hugged him tighter, "You still have me!"

"Um."

Long Zhutian responded and hugged her tightly.

If she could see it at this time, she would definitely find that on his habitually strong and indifferent face, there was the confusion of a child, the confusion of losing his mother.

He couldn't cry like Long Chaiyue, only silent grief.

This kind of fragility can only be revealed in front of Yang Zimei.

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