Mommy Knotweed she can do anything

After being bitten by Xiao Youren's finger, Xiao Shi's first reaction was to apologize: "Well, are you hungry? Sorry, let's go eat crepes first——is it called this?"

But Xiao Youren only had her finger in his mouth, gritted his teeth in dissatisfaction, and looked at her accusingly with honey-colored brown-red pupils.

"Ah, that..." Fearing that his neck would get tired, the little corpse squatted down and asked cautiously, "If you're hungry, it doesn't matter if you don't mind eating your fingers, but you're a human child, maybe you can eat raw meat will get sick."

Xiao Youren didn't understand what she meant - fortunately he didn't!Suffering from a heart attack, he hurriedly grasped the little corpse's wrist and retracted his fingers.

"It's not that Youren is hungry, and he won't eat you either!" Baoxiang whispered in Xiaoshi's ear, "He doesn't want you to attack people!"

The little corpse was stunned, and she looked towards the street.

That snowman's strength is very good. After estimating her strength, the created ice world just properly protects the people and things inside, and the remaining thin layer will not be too cold to frostbite people——

They are all protecting humans.

It is obviously a child who knows sorcery, the monster Yukio who is destined to be destroyed, and the flesh and body of a super magic spirit.

So is the world.

Saying that all things are equal, but she prefers humans the most, giving her the appearance that humans love, making her the savior of humans.

How disgusting.

She had to live by this disgusting thing.

Who is more disgusting?

...In short, she is really different from them, isn't she?The little corpse's eyes darkened slightly.

She withdrew all her attacks and spell power, lowered her eyelashes, and the snowman tentatively lifted all the ice seals, but she didn't care, and even tried her best to restore everyone's state, and then stood quietly for a long time .

The world started working again.

Their speed was so fast that everyone recovered from the sudden cold just because of the fireworks.

Only the presence of damaged traffic lights and large screens made them bother, curious, or call the police.

The streets are noisy again.

"I've helped you, right?" Little Zombie rubbed his temples that were starting to swell and hurt according to the information he just received, "If you take this kid to eat crepes, it's a write-off."

"I still have something to do, I'll go first."

The female voice is gentle but tired.

At this time, she was willing to admit that she had indeed developed some compassion, and that child was just an ordinary child.

——Yes, it's just an ordinary human child, so she shouldn't get close.

Human beings are hated by her and favored by the world.

And when she devoured the world and had to rely on human beings to live, what was human beings to her?

……

She really doesn't like it, and she won't be liked.

The little corpse went straight across the road, planning to walk in any direction until he found a suitable place to sleep.

She is so tired.

"Where are you going?" the young man behind him shouted.

The little corpse doesn't know.

"Don't you want Youren?" He asked again.

The little corpse tiger turned around with a grimace, and said word by word: "It's he who doesn't want me!"

Zhang Xiang saw that her pupils were red, gradually spreading, and even the ends of her eyes were dotted with stars.

Although it is unreliable to say so, if it was his mother, she would not be patient, but would have started crying regardless.

She seemed, could, might, really not be his mother.Lu Xiang pondered for a moment, then turned to Xiao Youren and said, "Then let's go find our mother."

The little corpse gritted his teeth lightly, hesitated to speak, and finally walked away without looking back.

Xiao Youren was a little confused when he saw this scene: "Mom, are you leaving? Shopping?"

Originally just wanted to test the bulge: "..."

Xiao Youren realized something was wrong, tugged at his clothes uneasily with his small hands, and looked left and right in a daze.

In fact, he is not a child who loves to cry. When he cries, he is basically acting like a baby to his mother.If his mother is not there, even if it hurts, he won't say a word.

But now he really wants to cry.

The bulging phase is still thinking about what happened.The two snowmen who had just met, one quietly followed, the other went back to report the news, and they both left.On the huge street, only Xiang Xiang is someone he is familiar with.

He bit his lower lip, and the child's natural intuition made him take a step.

What will be the consequences of a child who is less than an adult's waist height walking on the street in a crowded street with people and traffic?

Xiao Youren watched helplessly as the truck approached him without slowing down, but he couldn't move his body.The truck was getting closer and closer, and when the driver finally realized that there seemed to be a child, when he hurriedly turned the steering wheel and stepped on the brakes, it was too late——

boom!

The car hit the railing.

The driver hurriedly got out of the car to check, only to see a man dressed in European style hugging the child tightly in front of the store next door, and softly comforted him: "It's okay, it's okay..."

Delusion?

The driver covered his beating heart, sweating all over his back, and heaved a long sigh of relief.

When he turned around, he suddenly met a pair of blood red eyes.

The driver's heart almost stopped suddenly. When he saw that it was a young girl, he was so angry that he was about to yell. Before he could speak, he heard the man behind him whisper, "Do you still want to do things that this child hates?"

Accompanied by his words, what stopped was the hand of the woman reaching out to his face.

For some reason, the driver felt chills from his spine to the sky.He couldn't care about anything else, he ran and stumbled back to the driver's seat, and fled in a panic in the partially damaged car.

The little corpse quietly watched him leave, hesitated a few times and finally failed to make a move.She turned around, lowered her eyes and pretended to be calm: "Are you?"

"Your current state of mind is very problematic." The man looked deeply and inquiringly, and stroked a small beard on his chin, "Can you really leave this child alone?"

Xiao Youren seemed to be in a trance of surviving in danger, and wanted to get closer to the person he relied on, but was stopped by the man.

He was a little aggrieved, but he understood a little bit how special the current situation is——

How could his mother not show up when he was in danger?How could he not come to comfort him when he was sad?

Is this really mom?He should have been suspicious.

But when he looked at the woman, he felt wronged again: "Mom, I'm afraid."

The little corpse saw a pair of clear pupils full of attachment, full of trust and grievance, watching her quietly and quietly. There was kindness, even love, that she had never thought of.

She felt that she was hypnotized, her eyes were blurred and clear, the figure of the child was getting closer and higher, and finally she was only a few feet away.She saw her hand stretched out, touching his cheek tremblingly and cautiously.She heard her ask, "Don't you hate me? I do things you don't like."

It took Xiao Youren's little brain a long time to realize what she meant by these words.

He asked, "Isn't it possible not to do bad things?"

The little corpse fell silent.

Xiao Youren held her finger and said seriously: "Then I will be angry."

The little corpse lowered his eyes, his eyes dimmed slightly.

Then she heard him say—

"But it's impossible for me to hate my mother. I like my mother the most."

The child raised an innocent smile and solemnly promised.

If, if such a child exists, even the future her will not be unmoved, right?

The little corpse suddenly understood something.

She gently held Xiao Youren's hand, and begged: "Wait for me for a while?... No, wait for me here."

She suddenly changed her tune.

"Youren, wait here for mom, mom will be back soon!"

Xiao Youren's eyes brightened slightly, he showed a big smile, and nodded vigorously.

The little corpse took a breath, stood up and looked at the young man next to him: "I'll be right back."

Lu Xiang took her hand, under her puzzled and hasty gaze, took out a soft tissue, wiped her eyes lightly, and said gently: "We'll wait for you."

The little corpse paused for half a second, and finally ran towards the original direction resolutely.When she finally arrived, the white-haired boy had just finished his battle.

His clothes were all tattered, but there was no injury on his body, his smile was wanton and bright, and he seemed to be a little excited and surprised, and his breathing was disordered.Seeing her, he tilted his head like a young cat: "Are you going to kill me?"

"...No."

"Why?" The young man was puzzled and waved his bloody hand, "She said you were the most willful, and I killed 'you', aren't you angry?"

The little corpse was silent for a while: "...I promised a child not to do things he doesn't like."

"Youren? He really is your special attack treasure." The young man smiled nonchalantly, "You came earlier, there are still fifteen hours."

fifteen hours? ...Ah, she sees.Is it exchange time?

The little corpse sighed invisibly: "Didn't you think he would be uneasy? What an unqualified idiot."

Gojo Satoru didn't hear clearly: "Huh?"

However, in the next second, he widened his eyes and saw that she wiped off his neck without hesitation, and said softly, as if his body was disappearing little by little, "Hand."

Gojo Gojo stretched out his hand awkwardly.

The woman's neck was gurgling blood, and it looked painful, but she still smiled and clasped her hands with the boy's fingers: "I will store the memory with you temporarily, and when she comes, I will give it to her. By the way, I will help you Let me say something."

Gojo Satoru: "What?"

"If you lose interest in Youruhito, please give me death as an apology... That's it."

Women speak the darkest words in the softest tones.

Wujo Wu said dumbly: "Oh."

Then the woman disappeared completely, replaced by the familiar black-haired and blue-eyed man.

She looked at his hand that was stagnant in mid-air, and she shook it naturally without waiting for his explanation. After closing her eyes and absorbing the memory, her smile paused for a moment, but she said calmly, "I see——she has something to say to me?" Is it?"

It's really familiar...but it's normal, after all, it's a person.

Gojo Satoru repeated it while thinking.

The little corpse showed an unsurprising expression, and said lightly: "Well, I know. Actually, I also wanted you to help me with a sentence, but after thinking about it, I'd better forget it, because I don't need to say it."

"...how?" Maomao was curious.

"If you make Xiao Youren cry, please give me death as an apology—look, isn't she dead?"

The woman said lightly.

Gojo Satoru almost exploded, and blurted out: "Why are you okay when she died?"

"Why is it all right?" Xiao Zhe gave him a strange look, "Didn't you notice that my strength has dropped a lot? The blood power and world endowment accumulated many years ago are all gone."

"How can I see this?! Six eyes are not omnipotent!" Gojo Satoru gritted his teeth.

"Oh." The little corpse responded indifferently, and opened his arms.

Gojo Satoru stared at her: "Why?"

"Take me to Xiao Youren." The little corpse sighed, "I've already said that my strength has dropped, and my spell power hasn't recovered yet, so I can't use unlimited teleport for the time being—you can't do it, can you?"

The arrogant cat who just got into a fight with someone from a parallel time and space exploded: "You can't do it!"

...Although I said that, if the mana power is exhausted, it is exhausted, no matter how brave you are, there is nothing you can do about it.

The little corpse glanced at him lightly without any malice, and released a level-[-] curse spirit that had been saved before: "Take me away."

"Hey, what about me?!" Wujo Wuqi puffed up.

The little corpse looked at him strangely: "Can't you do it?"

Gojo Wu watched helplessly as she left with the spell, but he could only stay there powerlessly and wait for the spell to recover: "..."

Wait for me, you bastard!