In a flower bush on the back mountain, a little girl like a pink carving sat among the flowers and cried sadly.

At this moment, she is so sad and helpless. is no longer a praised little genius, now she is just a little girl who has just lost her mother.

A handsome little boy slowly came to the little girl's side and did it, his hands around his bent legs, and he quietly watched the little girl cry.

"Irelia, don't cry, okay?" the little boy finally spoke. Just looking at the little boy, it is obviously not comforting.

Irelia ignored it, not even glancing at the little boy. Just kept crying.

"Irelia, how about I'll sing you a song as long as you don't cry?".

Irelia slowly raised her head, her teary eyes rubbing her eyes very cutely. I saw the little boy beside me feel distressed for a while. No matter how much she pretends to be a little adult, in the end, Irelia is just an eight-year-old girl.

The little boy slowly reached out and gently brushed away the tears from Irelia's face. His movements were so careful, so gentle, as if he would break this porcelain doll with a single force.

The soft singing slowly remembered from the little boy's mouth.

The stars in the sky illuminated each other, and the fox was wounded and curled up by the roadside. The old hunter walked by and saw it with tears in his eyes. The heart is no longer frosty and puts down the shotgun。。。。。。。 “

It was as if the song was in front of Irelia's eyes.

The cute little fox has been lying on the road injured, and at this moment it is also so helpless and hesitant. At this moment, an old man appeared, and when he saw the appearance of the little fox, he showed a distressed gaze.

Slowly, the old man held the little fox in his arms and smiled kindly.

Since then, there has been a small bed in the old grandfather's house. The old man also has an extra spiritual sustenance, and he has a happy smile on his face every day.

The little fox and the old grandfather live and play together. The little fox brought flowers in his mouth, and the old man smiled for her。。。。。。。。。。

Slowly, spring goes to autumn. The little fox grew up day by day, and the old man's waist became more and more bent.

Slowly, no one built a flower room for the little fox anymore.

Slowly, on the eve of the door, only the lonely sorrow of the little fox remained。。。。。

The yard was full of brilliant flowers again, and the little fox squatted alone among the flowers and watched the children play. Slowly, the little fox learned from the children's mouths that the old man had gone to heaven.

Under the moonlight, only the lonely figure of the little fox was left on the watch.

Sometimes, the little fox also dreams of the old grandfather, and the door goes to himself in the old grandfather's arms to watch the sunset with him.

The sun sets and the moon ushers in, and every day, the little fox will stay among the flowers in his yard and that of his grandfather. The little fox said, 'Grandpa has always been in this place'

Slowly, the home that once brought warmth to the little fox was now covered with dust and cobwebs. The little fox finally came to the paradise of his dreams.

Same house, same small windows.

The little fox jumped through the small window and came to the house, and when he saw the white-haired figure that he had been thinking about day and night, he happily spread out. The old man's smile is still so kind.

"The dead will eventually come back to me, child, don't be afraid of a long time... “

The

singing stopped, and in the moonlight, Irelia finally smiled happily.

Yes, isn't the little fox in the story who she is now? Mom didn't leave her, she just went to heaven. The warmth and kindness she brings to herself will always be with her,。。。。。。

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"The dead will eventually come back to me, child, don't be afraid of a long time... “

Irelia still had tears on her face, but she smiled with great joy.

Mo Yu was able to sing this song, which means that Mo Yu has not been completely devoured by the demon at this moment.

"Xiao Yu, do you remember?

"Ai... Auspicious.... Lily 。。。。。 Ya... “

word by word, the voice is extremely hoarse. But for Irelia, her hoarse, unpleasant voice was like heaven.

A look of struggle began to appear on Mo Yu's face.

"Yes, Xiao Yu. That's it, don't let the demons devour you. Think of the Sage of Soraka, think of Ionia. Think of your friends ... You can. "

Irelia kept encouraging Mo Yu.

Slowly, the struggling look on Mo Yu's face became more and more obvious.

"Ahh "

The blood-colored sword fell to the ground, and Mo Yu covered his head with both hands, letting out an extremely painful roar.

"Ugh... "

A crack began to slowly appear in the blood-colored armor on Mo Yu's body, and slowly, there were more and more cracks, and he began to be dissatisfied with the entire armor.

"Click... "

Eventually, the armor shattered. The blood-red armor fragments turned into wisps of smoke and slowly disappeared into the air before they hit the ground.

The demon lines on Mo Yu's face also slowly receded. The blood-red eyes also began to slowly return to clarity. The long fangs also began to retract. The long blood-red hair slowly revealed a touch of snow white.

"Wow. "

The blood-colored sword disappeared, leaving only a slender long sword lying quietly on the ground, which was Mo Yu's Wind Slashing Sword.

Finally, in Irelia's surprised eyes, Mo Yu returned to his original appearance.

"Irelia. "

Mo Yu said weakly, and before he finished speaking, his eyes went black and fell.

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