my villain is too cute

Chapter 746 The Master of No Thought (52)

"Yes... I'm sorry for Nianzhu, my brother has a hard time... my brother has a hard time..."

Nan Jing apologized in a trembling voice, but the child in front of him didn't react at all, just looked at him.

Nan Jing's eyes darkened, he lowered his hand, and the dagger in his sleeve slipped into his palm, just as he was about to move, there was a slight movement outside.

Nan Jing paused, and looked towards the door in panic.

After a while, footsteps could be heard clearly.

Nan Jing looked at Nian Zhu, his hand holding the dagger tightened, and he put the dagger back into his sleeve.

"Nian Zhu." Nan Jing looked at Nian Zhu, a trace of unbearableness flashed deep in his eyes, "I'm sorry."

He said softly, got up and walked to the door, paused in his footsteps, and then left without looking back.

The cold wind blows in through the open gate of the ancestral hall, the candlelight flickers, and the light falling outside the gate flickers on and off.

"Is there light over there??!"

"It seems that... someone is there!"

The footsteps were getting louder.

The lonely child sitting on the ground reacted, and Nian Zhu blinked dully.

He looked at the empty ancestral hall, tears filled his eyes.

Nian Zhu wiped his eyes, stood up and ran outside.

"Then someone has passed!"

"Come on!"

Under the darkness of night, Nian Zhu stumbled and ran without any purpose.

I only know that I have to run, or I will die here.

He bit his lower lip tightly, the tears on his face seemed to be frozen by the cold wind.

Nianzhu walked in the thick snow from deep to shallow, and got up again after falling. His whole body was numb from the cold, and the will to survive led him to move his legs mechanically.

After an unknown amount of time, the snow on the ground had reached his knees, and coldness seeped into his body from all directions.

Nianzhu stopped and looked around blankly.

In the silent and dark night, with no moon and no light, it seemed that Nianzhu in the snow was so small.

This is Houshan, where he often plays.

The ground was covered with thick snow, and in the middle of a vast expanse of whiteness, there was a mass of dark shadows in front of it.

It was a deep forest, and it seemed that a ferocious giant beast was sealed inside. Once someone broke into it, it would be torn to pieces.

Nian Zhu's empty eyes looked at the boundless snow and darkness ahead.

The people behind were still chasing, Nianzhu wiped off the icicles on his face, and continued to walk forward.

The surroundings changed from snow-capped to ancient trees in deep mountains, and the snow on the branches fell with a dull sound.

Nianzhu's legs were already numb, and his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.

The people behind followed closely, and the distance gradually shortened.

The next second, the child in front suddenly disappeared.

Nianzhu's feet were empty, and the little strength left in his body seemed to be emptied at the same time.

He rolled down the steep slope, bumping against the edges of stones exposed in the snow.

This steep slope is very long, blocked by a big black stone in the middle.

"boom"--

The stone blocked Nianzhu's figure that continued to roll down.

Nianzhu opened his numb eyes, looking at the branches above his head, on which were crumbling snow.

"Why are you missing?"

"Tsk, it fell, it looks like I have to go down and look for it."

"What are you looking for? It's not troublesome, it's so cold."

"...what if we leave disaster behind?"

"No, in such a cold day, a child who knows nothing will freeze to death sooner or later."

The voices above became smaller and smaller, and after that, the world fell into boundless silence.

After an unknown amount of time, a hot crimson dripped from the body of the child beside the stone, melting the surrounding snow into water.

Nianzhu moved his hands stiffly, his eyes were as black as ink, with a gloomy bottom, not at all like the eyes of a seven or eight-year-old child.

(End of this chapter)