Chapter 94 Dad, why don’t you look back at Momo?

In order to comfort Shang You with reason and evidence, He Zhimo hesitated for a moment and pulled off the small blanket wrapped around his forehead.

The two small horns on his forehead were exposed.

Although he was still a little scared, he still told Shang You with a brave face.

"Actually, Youyou, I also have some very strange horns on my forehead..."

Shang You stared blankly at the two transparent blue and white horns on He Zhimo's forehead. As He Zhimo's head shook, the two horns shone with a golden luster.

Seeing her staring at him stupidly with her eyes open, He Zhimo raised his little hands to cover his two little horns with a little anxiety, and asked in a muffled voice: "Is it scary? Are you scared?"

Shang You came back to her senses and shook her head, "It's not scary."

He Zhimo breathed a sigh of relief, took his hand down, continued to steady his face and comfort Shang You:

"Youyou, we are not monsters. It must be because we have been locked up in this place for too long, so these... weird things have grown on our bodies. It will be fine when we go home!"

Shang You's eyes were still red: "But how can we go home? I, I can't even stand up now..."

"Don't be afraid, I'll carry you."

He Zhimo said as he rolled up his sleeves layer by layer, then turned around and squatted in front of Shang You, patting his back with his little hands, "Youyou, come up, brother will carry you."

Shang You hesitated for several seconds, and carefully lay on He Zhimo's back. When she realized that He Zhimo was standing up with her on his back, the two little hands on his shoulders nervously clenched.

She thought He Zhimo would stagger and fall while carrying her on his back, but He Zhimo carried her up steadily and straightened his thin shoulders, "Youyou, hold on tight."

"Yeah."

Shang You was afraid of hurting He Zhimo, so she hugged his neck instead.

She lay on He Zhimo's shoulder, watching He Zhimo carry her to the front of the coral reef for a while, her nose welled up again, and tears fell uncontrollably on He Zhimo's neck, "I miss my mother so much..."

He Zhimo paused, his little face drooping slightly, "I miss her too. I miss my mother and my father."

He Zhimo wanted to cry too, but he was Shang You's brother now, at least he couldn't cry easily when Shang You was so scared.

He took a deep breath, turned his head and coaxed Shang You, "Don't be afraid, You You. I believe that whether it's mom or dad, they must be looking for us. We will be fine."

Then, he promised Shang You seriously, "Brother promises you that as long as brother is here, I will never let any bad guys hurt You You!"

Shang You nodded and silently wiped the tears from her face.

She originally wanted to tell He Zhimo that she would protect him, but when she looked down at her immobile calf, she had to shut her mouth and keep silent.

He Zhimo carried Shang You on his back and walked and stopped, trying to walk along the coral reef as much as possible.

If encountering a massive patrolling monster was unavoidable, He Zhimo would tell Shang You to close her eyes beforehand, then carry her on his back and hide behind a cave. Once the monster was far away, He Zhimo would whisper, "You You, you can open your eyes now."

As Shang You opened her eyes, her damp peripheral vision caught a glimpse of something. She glanced toward the back and side of the cave, her pupils dilated instantly. She gently nudged He Zhimo's shoulder and whispered, "Brother, look over there—"

He Zhimo turned and looked where Shang You pointed.

A nearby water palace opened, and shimmering silvery-white light streamed across the waves, forming a natural curtain of water.

On either side of the curtain, the monstrous monsters that had terrified the cub knelt like two rows of giant black shadows at its edge.

Immediately afterwards, a cold, snow-white figure emerged from the open palace gate.

Even though he only caught a fleeting glimpse of his profile, He Zhimo instantly recognized it as his father. He didn't care about running into the monsters and almost immediately ran after him, carrying Shang You on his back.

"Dad, Dad!"

He Zhimo managed to grab a sliver of snow-colored clothing, panting heavily. Before he could even see his father's face, the black-tailed monster beside him blocked his path, preventing him from even approaching.

Carrying Shang You on his back, He Zhimo, anxious and aggrieved, raised his head and cried incoherently at the familiar figure's back—

"Dad, I'm Momo! Why didn't you turn around to look at Momo? Dad, Youyou and I have been locked up here for so long, we're so scared. And Youyou's leg is injured, and she can't walk. Dad, can you help Youyou?"

However, the person He Zhimo called out didn't even turn his head.

He paused for a moment, his aura automatically emanating an invisible world like an icy peak.

From either side of his forehead extended translucent blue dragon horns, warm and hard, like the texture of cold jade. His cold and indifferent features remained unmoved by the cries of the cubs behind him.

Those eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of eternal frost, slightly suppressed, and glanced at the wrinkled sleeves indifferently, and the water flow instantly straightened them out.

He then retracted his cold eyes and walked into the depths of the water curtain.

He Zhimo was still struggling and calling him in grievance behind him, "Dad, Dad, don't go, don't go... You, you don't want Mo Mo either..."

But no matter how he cried, that person never turned back from beginning to end, not even for a second.

The figure was so indifferent that it seemed as if he didn't know He Zhimo at all, or perhaps, he didn't care about the life or death of the cub.

He Zhimo and Shang You were taken back to the ice crystal palace by two black-tailed monsters.

He Zhimo squatted on the cold ground in silence, and this time it was Shang You's turn to wipe his tears carefully.

After a while, He Zhimo pursed his lips and said to Shang You as if to comfort himself: "Youyou, I must have recognized the wrong person just now. He is definitely not Dad..."

Shang You silently withdrew his little hand, and his mood was still low: "But I also saw that he looks exactly like Uncle He."

Hearing this, He Zhimo held back his tears with his little face. It was obvious that he was about to burst into tears, but he tried to stare with his eyes, a little confused, and asked Shang You dryly: "Why."

He rubbed his eyes hard, and couldn't figure it out, "Why don't you want me?"

Shang You looked at him silently for a while. Although his calf still hurt, he still tried to move his calf over. He hugged He Zhimo with his two little hands and patted his back, "Brother, hug him."

He Zhimo hummed "hmm" muffledly, and hugged Shang You. With red eyes, he comforted himself again, "No, it's okay."

He Zhimo was angry with his father in his heart, and secretly vowed that if his father didn't come to apologize to him in person, he would never care about his father again.

But this kind of sulking didn't last for half a day.

He Zhimo suddenly found that Shang You had fallen asleep on the table.

He Zhimo originally thought that Shang You was tired and sleepy, and wanted to carry Shang You to the bed, but he got burned as soon as he touched Shang You's little hand.

Moreover, thin transparent blue scales continued to grow on Shang You's calves. The more He Zhimo looked at it, the more frightened he became. He called out to Shang You, "Youyou, Youyou, wake up!"

But no matter how he called out, Shang You didn't respond at all.

He Zhimo panicked and carried Shang You on his back again. He ran to the stone gate and raised his little hand and knocked on the door anxiously, "Open the door, open the door quickly! You You has a fever!"

He was so worried that he cried and begged -

"Dad, please open the door! You You is sick, I can't... wake You You up... Dad, please save You You, Dad, Mo Mo, please!"