The pain from her head slowly disappeared as she circulated her spirit energy, Huan Qing Yan eventually opened her eyes to see the white fog dissipating.
The random noises were also fading away, only one sound still remained distinct.
It was the sound of a crying baby, seemingly hanging around her ears. The sound of crying soon slowly weakened, but it suddenly became high pitched and extremely pitiful before it weakened again, becoming a muffled sound as though it was panting weakly…
Each sound it made was like a black hook that pulled Huan Qing Yan back to that nightmarish day.
She felt as though she had returned to that day when she was feeling extreme despair, terror, helplessness when she was unable to protect her baby; she could only bear her pain and get Leafy to send him away, hoping he would obtain a ray of hope.
Yet she also seems to witness her baby being covered by a pile of rubble, his small face was turning green and covered in blood, his innocent eyes losing the light of life as he stared into the sky…
A pained voice entered her ears: Mother~ Mother, it is so painful! Mother, save me! Save me!
Huan Qing Yan was covered in tears, she felt each cry was like a sharp knife slicing at her heart, a bone piercing pain.
Mother, why did you not save me? Baby is cold! Baby is alone, underneath a rock. I am so painful, so cold. Mother, can you hug me, can you accompany me?
Huan Qing Yan had eaten the eyes of a Fox Demon before and have a certain level of resistance against illusions.
However, the voice wrapped around Huan Qing Yan and possessed a mournful yet strange attraction. Although Huan Qing Yan did her best to blink and see through the illusion, her gaze soon turned lost again.
The voice was trying to seduce her; asking her to accompany the baby, the baby is feeling cold, feeling great pain! Go hug him, give him a hug, and everything would be fine.
Huan Qing Yan saw a small body within the white fog in front of her, it slowly climbed over to her, on its body were the articles that she had worn and passed to him, it was covered in blood and dust.
The small face was greenish-black; the eyes looked lifeless and lost while the limbs were in awkward angles as though they were smashed and crippled by rocks. As he dragged his body, a line of blackish-red bloodstain was created.
He looked at Huan Qing Yan and blankly repeated: “Mother, Baby is cold! Mother, hug me, hug me…”
Huan Qing Yan was entirely attracted to the small body and slowly walked towards it as the voice lured her over.
Baby!
It’s my baby!
Her wrist started to turn hot, as though trying to alert her, but Huan Qing Yan’s barrier slowly dissipated, allowing the white fog to wrap around her, causing the heat coming from her wrist to slowly fade away…
Huan Qing Yan finally arrived in front of the slow body, she lowered her body to carry the baby into her arms as tears flowed out.
The small face of the baby revealed a strange smile as he was carried, he slowly opened his mouth to reveal two rows of sharp teeth, and he bit onto Huan Qing Yan’s neck…
***
Ji Mo Ya was feeding the baby milk when he received the news that the Bai Li Clan and Shang Qiu Clan have entered a marriage agreement.
The baby had undergone a great change now; in less than a month, his appetite had greatly increased, the nurturing of the body daily literally change his appearance every day.
His small arms were puffy, like fresh lotus roots. His face was also round with a healthy pink glow and his skin was fair and elastic. His pair of large eyes were starry, every time he blinked, it looked as though a starlit sky was shining from his eyes.
