Chapter 1233 - Rebirth (1)
Feng Lingxue ran over and scooped Mu Mu into her arms.
Mu Mu… She was so warm and soft. It was like in the past, when she would hug her and sing her to sleep every night.
It was really Mu Mu.
Her Mu Mu.
Hot tears rolled down her face as she kissed Mu Mu’s soft hair. “Mu Mu, Mu Mu… Mommy has missed you so much, so much I almost went mad…”
How long had it been?
Almost a year. It had already been almost a year. She had been separated from Mu Mu for a year already. She thought she would never see Mu Mu again.
He wasn’t dead. When he guided Feng Lingxue’s hands into his heart just now, he had deviated a bit so his heart hadn’t been pierced.
But he was still deathly pale and covered in blood. He was in a bad condition.
Xuan Ying lowered his black eyes to look at the little kid beside his legs. Mu Mu was as pretty as a doll, and he could tell at one look she was Feng Lingxue’s daughter.
His heart softened. He had no idea why but he took an instant liking to this little girl.
Lifting his blood-stained hands, he reached out to touch Mu Mu’s small face.
But he stopped.
He had no right to touch her daughter. He suddenly remembered that his mask had been shattered and he wasn’t wearing it anymore. His grotesque right face was out in the open.
He had to be extremely ugly right now.
He was going to scare this little girl.
Retracting his hand, he gave a self-deprecating smile that was tinged with bitterness.
“Uncle.” At this moment, a sweet voice floated over to his ear as Mu Mu pounced on his strong legs. “Uncle, you’re so cool, as cool as my Daddy!”
Although Mu Mu didn’t have a father, but she imagined him to be as tall and brave as this uncle who had seemed to have fallen from the sky.
Xuan Ying froze as he stared at the little girl hugging his leg in confusion. “You’re… not scared of me? I’m… really ugly.”
Mu Mu tilted her small head and asked, “Uncle, what’s wrong with your right face? Is it sick?” With that, she raised her small hands to cover his right face from her sight and said, “Haha, Uncle is so handsome, as handsome as my daddy!”
The corners of Xuan Ying’s pale lips curved upwards. She really was such a good kid. The year of imprisonment hadn’t made her weak or cowardly at all. If anything, she had become even stronger and more open in that terrible environment.
She was like a flower that had bloomed in adversity.
Xuan Ying lowered himself and picked Mu Mu up.
“Master…” Ah Zhou quickly spoke up. The Master’s condition wasn’t good, he shouldn’t be carrying a child.
Xuan Ying ignored him. He picked Mu Mu up and wrapped her in his embrace.
Turning around, he looked down the corridor in front of him and saw Xuan Mu dragging Feng Lingxue into one of the rooms.
“Xuan Mu.”
Xuan Mu froze.
What was that?
Why did that sound like… Xuan Ying’s voice?
Sh*t! He was hearing ghosts! Wasn’t Xuan Ying already dead?
Xuan Mu slowly turned around and froze where he stood.
Xuan Ying stood tall and straight in front of him covered in blood, his handsome face deathly pale. He carried Little Mu Mu in his arms easily, and looked like Hades who had just returned from hell.
Ah Zhou stood behind him with a group of soldiers in black with guns holstered on their waist, alert and ready for action.
And Xuan Ying was the leader of this army.
“My god.” Xuan Mu was stunned.
Feng Lingxue witnessed all this as well. The tall, blood-stained figure seemed to shrink and enlarge in her eyes. He… he wasn’t dead.
He wasn’t dead.
Feng Lingxue bit her red lips with her tiny teeth and started laughing and sobbing at the same time.
“You’re not dead?” Xuan Mu was shocked.
Xuan Ying raised his hands and took out a gun silently. He pointed the barrel at Xuan Mu’s head and laughed lowly. “How can I die when our father and you aren’t dead yet?”
Xuan Mu stared at him in shock. It suddenly struck him that Xuan Ying had countered his trap with his own ploy.
No, no.
Maybe Xuan Ying had just taken a bet.
Using his own life.
If there had been any deviation in the explosion of the car or when the knife was plunged into his chest, he wouldn’t be standing here.
There were actually many ways to save Mu Mu, but he had used all his effort and placed a bet on his life to deliver her as safely as possible.
“Bro-brother Ying… don’t kill me, I’ll… I’ll tell you a secret… Mu Mu… is actually your…”