"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu you wake up, can you wake up an eurasuuuuuuuuuuu, as long as you wake up, Ze Kesuo promises that you will not make trouble. Be sure to obediently and obediently listen to you.

I won’t mess with you anymore. I will hunt. I will bring back a lot of prey and fruits. I will also make the most beautiful animal skin skirts for the females. Look at Ze Ke Si..."

Just when Mi Xiaoxiao was bandaging Li Shuo's people, a familiar but heart-piercing voice came over. Mi Xiaoxiao listened, and he was startled, then, that was...Ze Kesi? !

He called the mother-in-law again, could it be...? !

Mi Xiaoxiao quickly put down the work in her hands, ran to the squatting child in three steps in two steps, squatted down and looked at it. Sure enough, he was Ze Kesi.

And lying on the ground in a pool of blood, the pale, lifeless woman was...Ze Kesi's mother-in-law, Satra!

this……

Mi Xiaoxiao stretched out her hand and gently pressed it on Satra's neck. It was silent, there was no sound, the silence was terrible, the skin was cold, and there was no trace of anger. Mi Xiaoxiao understood that Satra was helpless.

For the first time, Mi Xiaoxiao felt that she was really powerless. Ze Kesuo is just an eight or nine-year-old kid who has just learned to be sensible, and his only relative left him, which made him what he should do in the future. How to live?

At a young age, after losing her mother's asylum, how can we survive in this world of the weak and the strong?

Although he has the protection of the Canglang tribe, he cannot guarantee his lifetime safety no matter what it is. He has to go on his own path in the future. No one can help him. There was originally his own mother who could accompany him, but now……

Ze Ke Si was out of breath crying, her little bun face, full of tears, a pair of small hands, gently pushing her mother lying on the ground, but there was no response, even a gentle one. Action, it is no longer possible to get a response.

Satra, dead...

"Ze Ke Si..." Mi Xiao Xiao looked at Ze Ke Si, a little helpless. Although her parents died when she was young, at least at that time, she was still ignorant, had no memory, and could not remember. I live for something, so I can't experience the heart-piercing pain.

Even in retrospect, it is only a vague memory of sadness and sorrow, because she can't even remember the appearance of her parents.

My grandmother was afraid that she would be sad and burned all the photos of her parents. She just heard her mention that her father was very handsome, a strong and responsible man, and her mother was gentle and virtuous, but She is an out-and-out strong woman.

It's just that she has never witnessed these things.

Looking at Ze Kesi at this moment, Mi Xiaoxiao’s heart was filled with indescribable pain, she could only hug him gently, put his arms in his arms, stretched out his hand to slap him on the back, and gave the most silent but still The most useful comfort.

Because at this time, he definitely can’t hear anything. It’s better to let him cry loudly and vent a good deal instead of those that are useless or not. Maybe, after crying, he won’t be so uncomfortable. .

"Ze Kesi, beautiful sister is with you, don't be afraid..." Mi Xiaoxiao gently patted his back, softly comforting, in fact, she could only say this.

"Uuuuu..., pretty, pretty sister, pretty sister, Ze Kesuo, Ze Kesuo's mother... the mother ignored Ze Kesuo! Oh..." Ze Kesuo hugged Mi Xiaoxiao's Neck, cry loudly.