"Okay, it's so beautiful. It's the most beautiful little fox I've ever seen."

The little face of the right person was red as if he had said it.

Hei Jiu's tone was not at all perfunctory.

It was late at night, about eleven o'clock, and Hei Jiu got up at night and went outside to go to the toilet.

When he came back, he found that the wind had blown the door of the mother's room.

So I tried to get closer and wanted to close the door.

But soon I heard a slight snoring sound from the room.

Actually, this is nothing, but the sound is clearly transmitted by a child.

As long as you listen carefully to the breathing sounds of adults and children, you can find the difference.

Did Youer sleep with her mother?

This is the initial idea of ​​Hei Jiu.

However, after a few seconds, he realized something was wrong in the room.

The strange smell during the day seemed to be aggravated, not only that.

In the whole room, there was clearly only the breathing of You'er.

Something seems to be wrong...

"Wow!!!"

The flames in his right hand suddenly rose, and then the oil lamp on the table in front of him was lit.

When I looked at the big bed in the corner, my body suddenly stiffened.

It was just because the mother on the bed was a corpse that had been dead for unknown amounts of time.

And the right next to the corpse was lying on the head of the bed, holding one of the mother's hand bones in her hand.
Chapter completed!