C485 Gu Worm Extradition

This is a dead end. There's always someone to die...

Yi Xiaomi's tears kept falling. She grabbed Yung Yuebai's sleeve and said, "Brother, draw the venomous insect to me and save Xichen..."

"Rong Rong." Yung Yuebai's eyes were cold. "I can't do that."

Shang Moze looked at Little Milk Bun, who was sleeping soundly, and felt his heart tighten. "Qingren, I won't let you do that either. Lure the venomous insect onto me..."

"Young Master Shang," Yung Yuebai sneered and said, "Do you think that everyone will be willing to stay in this venomous insect?"

"You guys have no choice, right? Hehe, I just want to see all of you suffer..."

Lilith laughed crazily, "All of you accompany me to suffer. If I am not happy, no one can be happy."

"Father..."

The weak call attracted everyone's attention at this moment. There was a circle of purple on Shang Shiche's neck. When he spoke, his voice was hoarse, "Attract the venomous insect to me. Anyway, I will not live for long."

His bone marrow had been showing signs of rejection, but now, he still couldn't find a suitable one.

"Shiche, what nonsense are you talking about?" Shang Moze's deep eyes narrowed. Although this child wasn't his biological child, how could something like the venomous insect be triggered so easily?

"Father." Shang Shiche took a step forward and raised his head to look at the tall and mighty man. "These four years have truly been the happiest period of my life."

Although Lilith often punched and kicked him to vent her anger, he had a faint expectation that Shang Moze would come at the end of every month.

He used to be bullied and bullied in the orphanage. People always laughed at him for being a sickly person. They thought he was a freak and felt that his illness was terrible. They did not want to play with him.

So, what he often did was to squat in the corner and stare blankly at the snow-white wall until Lilith brought him out of the orphanage.

"Shang Shiche, you ungrateful ingrate!" Lilith shouted. If she had known earlier, she would have just shot this b * stard!

"Dad, I don't regret it." Shang Shiche pulled Shang Moze's sleeve, his expression was so calm that he did not look like a child. "I hope that after I die, you can come and see me often."

Although Shang Moze was not his biological father, all these years, he really thought of himself as a businessman.

"The venomous insect likes the body of a child." This child had nothing to do with him, so Yung Yuebai didn't feel any heartache at all.

This was how he was, selfish and cold-blooded. He was a heartless person...

"Brother, but..." Yi Xiaomi hesitated. She looked at the tall and thin Shang Shiche. He was clearly so small, how could he bear Lilith's scalpel and not use anesthetics...

This child was really pitiful. Although she wanted to save Little Milk Bun, if the venomous insect was drawn to Shang Shiche, what was the difference between her and Lilith?

"Auntie Xiao Mi." Looking at Yi Xiaomi's expression, Shang Shiche could roughly guess what she was thinking, "It's okay. Anyway, I'm going to die."

"I have seen you, Aunt Xiao Mi. You are very beautiful at the wedding." Raising his head, Shang Shiche's eyes were filled with soft light. "At that time, I was thinking how good it would be if you were my mother."

"Are you really willing to be the host of the venomous insect?" Yung Yuebai's expression was serious. He placed one hand on Ling Xichen's nose and his breathing became weaker and weaker.

Nodding his head, Shang Shiche smiled. "Just think of it as the last good thing I did. I hope that in the next life, I can reincarnate and become father's son."

"I do have a poison in my hand. I don't know if it can suppress the venomous insect." Yung Yuebai looked at the face of the little boy. "There is only a three-tenths chance. Do you want to try it?"

This medicine had just been developed. It was very cracked and its medicinal properties were unstable. He was prepared to give it up.

"I can try it." Shang Shiche did not hold much hope. "If I survive, I hope to be Aunt Xiao Mi and Dad's son."

Yung Yuebai nodded. "Don't worry. If you die, I will burn more paper for you. I will ask the best wizard in Snow to do it for you and let you consume your soul."

Yi Xiaomi almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Was there anyone like her brother who directly went to burn paper?

Prince Charming did not think much of it. Indeed, if a person died, there would be nothing left. But he could give a blank cheque to comfort her first.

An empty room, a huge operating table...

"Rong Rong, you go out first." Rong Yung Yuebai slowly put on white gloves with both hands, "I'm afraid you won't be able to take it in a while."

Yi Xiaomi looked at her son lying on the cold platform and bit her lips. She shook her head. "Brother, I want to watch Little Prince here."

Once she left, she felt insecure.

"Okay, don't make a sound, don't interrupt." Yung Yuebai did not even turn his head. He tightened his gloves and looked at Shang Shiche.

"It hurts a little. I won't give you anesthetics."

The anesthesia would affect the venomous insect's sense of smell. In a while, even if it smelled Shang Shiche's blood, it wouldn't come out of Ling Xichen's body.

Shang Shiche nodded. His eyes were firm. "I'm not afraid."

Good kid. Yung Yuebai thought to himself. If this child could survive in the end, as a reward, he could bring Shang Shiche to the Snow to train for a few years.

Shang Moze had been standing quietly. He looked at the pale woman and slowly walked forward. He held her hand tightly and comforted her in a low voice.

"Qingren, nothing will happen."

"It has begun. All of you, shut up." Yung Yuebai slowly took out a sharp knife from the side. His eyes were cold and his long and beautiful fingers grabbed Shang Shiche's wrist.

His fingers gently touched the surface of the knife. Yung Yuebai's face was handsome, and the sharp blade was close to the white and soft skin. Then, it slipped quickly.

The dark red liquid slowly flowed out, bit by bit, looking incomparably bewitching.

Yung Yuebai took out a white porcelain bottle from somewhere and poured out a red pill from inside. He crushed it violently and applied it on the cut.

A strange fragrance drifted in the air, sometimes thick and sometimes faint, like a large net, enveloping the entire space.

He looked at Ling Xichen and his nails slid on the small hand. He stopped at one spot and pinched it hard.

Staring at the crescent moon-shaped pinch mark, Yung Yuebai picked up a thin needle and slowly inserted it in. Not long later, there was blood flowing out.

However, it was not red, but... black.