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Zhenyong smiled and squatted down, opening his arms.

"Hey, come here, my princess."

Although Zhenyong is struggling to think hard whether it is improving his strength or fighting overtly and secretly, but for his daughter Qianxia's love, Zhenyong is extraordinary... It can be said that as long as the family is involved, especially Xiaoqianxia , Zhenyong will put down everything at hand without hesitation.

This is his daughter, the daughter of him and the eagle.

Just having this reason is enough.

"Really brave~"

The little girl also showed a sweet smile, she also opened her arms, bouncing towards Zhenyong, and then was embraced by his father... I never thought that it was warm, strong and full of love and tolerance Your reliable hug came so easily and so naturally.

...

In the corner, little Shion, who was also embraced by Orochimaru, suddenly felt a pain in his heart for some reason-children don't understand sadness, because they have the protection of their parents, and there is no need to be so petite and so young. Just facing the wind and rain outside the door...Little Ziyuan, who has never felt the love of her father since she was a child, can only stand on tiptoe outside the door—she leans on the edge of the door tremblingly, curls her fragile body into a ball, and waits for the wind and rain to pass …The baptism of wind and dust made Mingzhu more radiant, but it also made her wear a mask to avoid harm too early.

A small white hand pressed against his chest.

Little Ziyuan suddenly regretted that she begged her uncle to bring her here——without any explanation or words, the strange feeling of blood connection made her recognize the girl in her arms who was teasing her in the crowd almost immediately The tall man... that handsome, handsome and reliable man is the man I should call my father... There was a sudden soreness from the tip of the nose, and some kind of warm liquid occupied the eye sockets, lingering, It kept going back and forth, and then it still flowed down the cheek, biting the lower lip tightly, wanting to say something, but just sobbing stupidly, unable to speak.

Little Ziyuan felt pain for the first time.

The scene in front of her was sharper than anyone's accusations and ridicules before, as if a precise sharp knife had stabbed her heart hard... But for some reason, her eyes were still unwilling to move away from there, no matter how much Just look at it, and it will make you sadder. Obviously, the brighter the smile of the girl who is the same age as me, the more blurred my eyes will be. I know that the cold embrace that protects me belongs to my uncle, but I still bear it. I can't help but fantasize about myself and my mother being held in the arms of that familiar strange man...

The more beautiful it is, the more it hurts... The more excited, the more worried... The more you care, the more wronged you are...

Unknowingly, I grabbed the little hand at the neckline of Orochimaru, and the tighter the grip, the tighter the grip...

...

The tighter the grip.

Because of the excessive force, the originally white and delicate hands looked even paler, and the fragility made people worry...

The young Ziyuan is actually more like an ordinary girl than those talented little ghosts... She will act like a baby like ordinary little girls, and she will cry like ordinary little girls... But compared to the daughters of ordinary people, As the next generation of witches, she has no father since she was a child...

sad?cry?

Orochimaru shook his head - that's for sure.

But Xiao Ziyuan will never let her mother see herself like this... She is still just a child, she would rather sit stubbornly alone in Dashemaru's laboratory and cry softly, rather than burst into tears...

He has seen the choked Orochimaru who bit his lower lip and let the tears flow freely on his face, and the snot flowing freely on his face... He finally believed that human beings are born with imperfections. In the deepest part of the heart, no matter how Pretend, how to change, there is still the softest place... unwilling to touch it, and even more afraid to touch it, Orochimaru instinctively pushed himself away from there, but obviously, it stretched out again. Mercy and lingering helping hand...

This is a cute and pitiful little girl. Up to now, she has endured too many things that she shouldn't have to bear—fate is never fair. Orochimaru has understood this truth since a long time ago, but he still takes it with him. With Shion came here...

In order to cause trouble for "True Courage".

Even now, this kind of excuse can't even be fooled by himself - he admits that he was moved with compassion, and for this little girl, without any additional reasons or excuses, he is willing to pay all the price.

Some rough palms brushed against Xiao Ziyuan's head.

...You must be very scared, right?

How could Orochimaru, who watched her grow up, not understand what kind of struggles and grievances the little life trembling in his arms was going through...

"Zion doesn't cry..."

Some hoarse voices sounded... Orochimaru, who never knew how to comfort people, and never thought of comforting anyone, was still a little at a loss. He could only speak clumsily according to the "normal person" in his memory, and even with a little vibrato...

"If you don't feel well, let's go back first."

"... "

There was no answer, the girl shook her head desperately, her eyes fixed on the direction where Zhenyong and Qianxia were playing...even if it was just a glance...even for a moment longer.

"Hey…"

Sighing helplessly, I don't know if it's because I feel complacent, or if I have made up my mind...

Standing on one side will never lead to a result... What needs to be faced must be faced. Instead of letting Shion go back with regret and pain, it is better to argue clearly...

Finally, Orochimaru took a step forward.

She was going where she was supposed to be.