manynovel Chapter 3369 She bought the sweetest candy to eat!
Chapter 3369 She bought the sweetest candy to eat!
"Daddy, Xiaoman wants to eat candied hawthorns."
“I remember…I remember a really handsome older brother made this for me before, it was so delicious.”
"But Xiaoman can't find him..."
The tears that Hu Qingye had been holding back finally burst forth at this moment.
Scalding tears fell onto the back of my hand, burning painfully.
She forgot many people, forgot those unforgettable past experiences.
I even forgot that the handsome older brother was Da Yezi.
But he wasn't sad, not sad at all.
At least, even if her memories were shattered into dust, she still subconsciously remembered the sweetness he had given her—a warmth etched deep in her soul.
"it is good."
Jun Yichen took a deep breath, forcibly forcing back the tears welling up in his eyes.
He reached out and carefully took the light, frail figure from Hu Qingye's arms, holding her tightly in his embrace as if she were the most precious and fragile thing in the world, even breathing very softly.
"Daddy will take you home."
"I'll make you candied hawthorns when we get home. You can eat as many as you want, as much as you want."
"I also want to eat osmanthus cake, soft and glutinous braised pork, and fish balls. I'll find all the delicious food for you."
Hu Xiaoman nestled obediently against Jun Yichen's broad, warm shoulder, closing her greyish-white eyes in contentment. Her little hands gripped his collar tightly, as if clinging to the only piece of driftwood, and she mumbled indistinctly, "Go home... find Mommy... eat candied hawthorns... sweet..."
Jun Yichen, holding Hu Xiaoman, did not tear through the void to leave as usual.
His steps were steady and slow, each step extremely light, as if he wanted to use this ultimate tenderness to protect the person in his arms so that she could sleep more peacefully, and not want her to be disturbed in the slightest.
Hu Qingye slowly stood up, wiping away the tears on her face with her sleeve. Her eyes were still frighteningly red, but the firmness and calmness of her peach blossom eyes had returned.
He walked up to A Yao, Yue Shu, and the others, and explained in a low, hoarse voice, "In order to strip away the origin of the Heavenly Dao, she forcibly tore her own soul apart."
"Although the soul seed has been removed, the intelligence has been severely damaged and the memory has been largely lost. The current intelligence is roughly equivalent to that of a four or five-year-old child."
Although everyone had their own guesses, hearing Hu Qingye's confirmation still made everyone's hearts sink heavily, as if they had fallen to the bottom.
"Then... can she be restored?" The golden dragon stepped forward anxiously, his voice filled with worry: "My dragon clan's treasure trove contains thousand-year-old soul-nourishing herbs and ten-thousand-year-old dragon marrow. Can these spiritual medicines cure her?"
Hu Qingye looked at A Ling.
I suspect only Aling could answer this question.
A-Ling wiped away the tears on her face and slowly shook her head: "Ordinary elixirs are useless."
"The little demon's missing soul is a fundamental trauma; she has removed that part of the Heavenly Dao."
"It's like splitting your soul in two."
"In her own part of her soul, a third of it was forcibly shattered in order to remove the soul seed."
Ah Yao: "So, there's no cure, is that right?"
A-Ling shook her head again: "There's another possibility."
Everyone shouted in unison, "Speak quickly!"
A-Ling: "Unless we can find the legendary divine object that can mend the cracks in the sky and continue the soul's veins, or... as time goes by, we'll see if she can slowly repair the cracks in her soul herself."
"But this will take an extremely long time, perhaps a thousand years, perhaps ten thousand years, or even longer."
"and……"
A-Ling's gaze swept past everyone and landed on Jun Yichen's departing figure, her tone grave.
"The little devil is extremely fragile right now and cannot withstand the slightest fright or stimulation, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable."
Everyone fell into silence.
Ah Yao wiped away her tears: "I have to go and be with Xiao Man."
"I'll go back to the demon realm right now and bring all the treasures from the storeroom here, including rare herbs and exotic items, and send them all to her!"
Yue Shu: "Wife, I'll go with you."
Yu Mengmeng: "I'm going too!"
"I can tell Xiaoman so many stories, and I can also... I can collect A-Ling's golden tears and buy her the sweetest candy!"
Ah Ling: "..."
The road ahead may be long and the hope may be slim.
But as long as they stick together and protect each other, there is no difficulty they cannot overcome and no light they cannot wait for.
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The Ghost Realm Extreme Plate Realm.
The air here is perpetually filled with a nauseating, pungent smell of blood, mixed with the stench of rotting flesh, so thick it seems to solidify.
The sky was a suffocating dark red, like spilled blood that had congealed, pressing heavily overhead and making it hard to breathe.
On the huge, long table made of white bones, there were sizzling, oily roasted meats, the fat dripping and making a "sizzling" sound.
The aroma filled the air, creating an eerie interplay with the surrounding stench of decay.
Guiya was sitting lazily on a soft chair made of countless human heads, with his legs crossed, holding a giant beast's thigh that was roasted to a golden brown and crispy, eating with his mouth full of oil.
Oil dripped from the corner of his mouth, staining the front of his shirt, but he didn't seem to care.
"Smack smack...snap..."
He swallowed hard, making harsh chewing noises.
Those eerie, dark blue pupils remained fixed on a giant mirror suspended in mid-air, unblinking for a moment.
That is the "Mirror of Ten Thousand Ghosts Peeping at the Sky".
The mirror is pieced together from countless dead eyeballs that are still spinning, filled with resentment and unwillingness.
Each rotation was accompanied by a subtle "gurgling" sound;
The edges of the mirror are inlaid with countless wronged souls writhing and struggling in agony, their shrill screams never ceasing.
This mirror can forcefully penetrate the boundaries of all realms, allowing it to see everything in the outside world, leaving no place to hide.
At this moment, what was clearly reflected on the mirror was the scene outside the void gate just now—Hu Xiaoman was blind and her mind was impaired. She was curled up in Jun Yichen's arms like a bewildered child, softly asking for candied hawthorns.
"Hehehe...hahaha..."
Guiya suddenly burst into a sharp, piercing laugh, like fingernails scraping against rough glass, sending chills down one's spine and making the hairs on one's body stand on end.
"Mother, look! Look!"
Guiya excitedly pointed at the image in the mirror, gesturing wildly, even throwing the half-eaten roast meat on the ground, not caring that it was covered in dust.
"Poor sister!"
"He's gone blind, and he's become an idiot; he can't even recognize people anymore!"
"Tsk tsk tsk, look at her, it's hilarious!"
He floated down to Yang Susu, who was mechanically flipping the meat on the grill, and brought her face, covered in oil and grime, very close, his expression full of malicious mockery and schadenfreude.
"Mother, do you think... she still remembers you, her own mother, in her current state?"