Ye Qinghuan was really slightly stunned this time, and looked sideways at her held hand.

Because, he only grabbed her wrist, but after stopping her from leaving, his palm slid down, and he grasped her palm like a sympathizer.

A very warm feeling came, which made her heart slightly sore.

If it weren't for the wrong look in his eyes, she would almost have thought he had regained his memory......

Murong Jiu looked at Ye Qinghuan's stunned and sour expression, his heart tightened deeply, and a kind of guilt and distress that had been hidden in his heart for a long time all floated up.

He pulled hard, Ye Qinghuan stumbled slightly, and fell into his arms.

"You ......" Ye Qinghuan just wanted to raise his head and reprimand him for his rude behavior, but he then stretched out his arms and hugged him tightly.

"Don't resist me, I'll just hug me, you can treat me as the ninth uncle who hasn't forgotten you." Murong Jiu hugged the woman in his arms tightly, he knew that he had this impulse many times in the past year or so.

And now, he's finally doing it.

Very relieved and comfortable......

Ye Qinghuan knew that she should push this man away, because he was just the father of her child, not the ninth uncle she loved deeply, but at this moment, she suddenly had no way to push him away.

She could feel that he had a very heavy thing in his heart.

After all, no one knows his own physical condition better than himself.

"All this time, I've been thinking about waiting for the worst to come out if I don't make a decision...... I'm afraid that nothing can be undone, right? ”

Murong Jiu smiled bitterly and sighed, "Maybe the Demon Society will take away my body, maybe I won't be able to feel you and the children anymore, and then ...... It is even possible for the demon to borrow my hand and hurt you and the children......"

"No, it won't." Ye Qinghuan's heart tightened, and she almost subconsciously retorted.

But her tone was so weak that she couldn't even convince herself.

She clearly knew how Ximen Jiaxue died—that is, she was robbed of her body by the demon, killed many people, and finally lost her life as soon as the demon left!

So...... If the demon can really take away her ninth uncle's body, then her ninth uncle's fate will be the same as Ximen Jiaxue.

And the demon can also use her ninth uncle's body like using Ximen Jiaxue's body to do a lot of cruel things of sadness and madness!

Murong Jiu didn't seem to hear Ye Qinghuan's weak comfort, he only hugged her tighter, closed his eyes, and said in a slow tone: "So I've thought about it for a long time, so I can only ask you." ”

Please?

What do you ask her?

Ye Qinghuan was slightly stunned, but at this moment, Murong Jiu let go of her, and a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes stared deeply into her eyes.

She had the illusion that her lost Uncle Nine was back!

And Murong Jiu's next words finally made Ye Qinghuan understand what he was going to ask her to do.

"If the demon is really about to come back to life, and I have nothing I can do to resist him, then...... Kill me with your own hands! ”

Ye Qinghuan's body shook violently!

Kill him?

Let her ...... Kill him with your own hands?

"Murong Jiu!" She shouted angrily and pushed him away with all her might, her heart was obviously so frightened, but her face was cold, even a little vicious.

She grabbed his shoulders and said fiercely, "What qualifications do you have to give up?" This is my ninth uncle's body! You are not qualified to kill him! ”

Especially, it was so cruel that she let her kill him with her own hands......