[Hunter + Sword III] What should I do if I dress like Nion is swollen?

Ye Xiao felt the bursts of joy coming from her mother's body, and her body became more relaxed.All along, she has been doing everything according to the tasks of the organization.Although I don't know if there is an organization now, she should not have any intersection with the killer.

Ye Xiao felt the emotion from her mother, was that strong joy because of her?

Ye Xiao didn't know that the organization had taught her medicine, psychology, and social etiquette, but they had never taught her how to deal with other people's feelings other than using them.

Apart from Bai Shu, she doesn't have any friends.And Bai Shu, to a certain extent, is not just a friend.When she was with Bai Shu, it was like being with another self.Two people with the same indifference, but unexpectedly get in touch with each other.

Ye Xiao gradually fell into a deep sleep. The baby's brain obviously couldn't bear such complicated thoughts, and she needed rest to supplement the fatigue caused by overuse of the brain.

As an unborn baby, Ye Xiao didn't get enough information, and she spent most of her time sleeping.But in a small amount of time, she also learned about the deep desire and love of this unknown couple for their unborn child.

To Ye Xiao, this was a very novel feeling, a feeling she had never experienced before.

When Ye Xiao woke up, the baby was already eight months old, so Ye Xiao didn't stay in the mother's body for a long time. After sleeping, she woke up and felt the pressure from her side, so Ye Xiao left the mother's body .

"A cute girl." Ye Xiao could hear the voice in her ear, but because of the baby's physical limitations, she couldn't see clearly.

Feeling the warmth and familiarity around her, let her know that this is her mother in this life.But soon, the warmth left.

Ye Xiao felt that she was carried away from the delivery room, and panicked voices came from her ears.It's just that just being born has exhausted all her strength, and now she can only fall into a deep sleep with doubts.

There is nothing else in a baby's life except eating, drinking and sleeping.

However, for Ye Xiao, there was one thing that made her feel uneasy, and that was the death of the person who gave birth to her.The one she was going to call Mom.The first person who gave her warmth when she came to this world.

When Ye Xiao heard the news, she felt very uncomfortable and panicked for a moment.

She also thought of that woman who would often talk to her when she was not born, the warm feeling was unforgettable.

For people like them, they are used to seeing life and death, but they will take it lightly. When Ye Xiao was ten years old, Ye Xiao killed someone for the first time. No one would tell her that it was wrong to do it, because everyone around her did it like this. of.

It's just that this time the emotion came so fiercely, it was stronger than the last time when she watched her partner die.

As an ordinary baby, Ye Xiao met his father in this life the day after he heard the news of his mother's death.This is her, she can already clearly see the outside environment, and at this time he is just a big boy in his 20s.

The death of his beloved wife made him look very decadent, with dull hair floating casually, a cheap suit with wrinkles everywhere, and the smell of alcohol all over his body.

The man walked up to Ye Xiao's side and carefully picked her up, as if holding the most precious gem in the world.Ye Xiao felt the temperature from the man, and the huge smell of alcohol did not make Ye Xiao frowned. She opened her black gem-like eyes and looked at the man calmly, like an ignorant baby. Just babies.

The man didn't pay attention to the child's eyes, he hugged her and looked at the other person through Ye Xiao with his eyes empty.Tears could be clearly seen on his face, but he never shed any more tears, his eyes were so dry and swollen.His trembling hands, whispering in a low voice, even Ye Xiao who was in his arms could only hear it intermittently.

"I want power, I want to be at the top, and I will."

The man repeated the sentence intermittently.He hugged Ye Xiao very tightly, very tightly, and also very carefully.Ye Xiao in his arms didn't feel any discomfort other than feeling his body temperature.

Ye Xiao looked at the man's haggard face quietly, and listened to the man's hoarse voice, feeling that way again.Her chest was stuffy and swollen, but Ye Xiao was sure that it wasn't a man who accidentally pressed her down, that feeling came from the inside out.

Ye Xiao was puzzled, what was it for?

After that, that man rarely appeared in front of Ye Xiao, and even if he did, he would quietly look at Ye Xiao lying in the cradle with the smell of alcohol all over his body.He still wears that cheap suit, but this time it's meticulous.Even with the smell of alcohol all over his body, he still couldn't hide the firmness in his eyes.

Gradually, the man moved out of the narrow house and changed into a slightly bigger one, and then Ye Xiao had an aunt who took care of her.Men still wear suits and are still meticulous, but the materials of suits are getting better and better.

Ye Xiao could clearly smell the bloody smell hidden on the man's body, it was the smell she was most familiar with, but it was so strange at this moment.

Ye Xiao gradually realized that her mother was weak after childbirth and had the instinct to save her life. The man tried everything he could, but he couldn't find someone who could save his wife. It was just because he had neither money nor power.The man begged many people, but no one was willing to help him.

After his beloved wife died, the man fell into despair, but he cheered up when he thought that he still had a newborn daughter.Or it was a blow, the man wanted power, and if he had power, then the wife would not die.The man blamed himself deeply.

And Ye Xiao also knew the man's name from the aunt who took care of her, Wright Nostrado.And her own name, Nyon Nostledo.

For Ye Xiao, the name is just a code name, or not as good as a code name, because in the organization, she uses the code name more than the name.That's why it's called Nion, and it doesn't have any influence on her.

She will become Nyon, and live.

Even though he hadn't seen him for a long time, Wright's love for Nyon became stronger and stronger.He tried his best to improve Nyon's treatment.Nyon's treatment will always be much higher than Wright's own.

Perhaps for Wright, Nyon is not just his own child.

He has abandoned his last bottom line, and has completely fallen into the abyss of hell.The red blood is accompanied by the fall of the soul.There is only darkness left in his life, except for the sleeping child beside him, there is only endless darkness left.

Children are his only salvation.

As Nyon grew up slowly, Wright gradually became richer.They lived in a house ten times larger than before, and had many servants around them.

Nyon gradually learned about Wright's occupation from the servants.Wright is a member of the gang, and there are ten people in the highest power of the gang, known as the ten old men.If only the names of Wright and Nyon were not enough to remind her of anything, but the name of the tenth old man was enough to hint.

She knew that she had come to a comic.But so what, the most important thing is that she is still alive.

A five or six-year-old girl was sitting on a swing in the yard, swinging slowly. It was a small yard, and there were a few servants standing beside her, even though they obeyed the lady's order and stood far away. But still pay close attention to the movement of the girl.

Nion doesn't want people to be close to her, especially when she's thinking about things.

It has been six years since Nion came to this world, six years is enough for Ye Xiao to fully understand this world.A world respected by martial arts.Even with the memory of Hunter x Hunter, Nyon will still check it out by herself.The caution that has been hidden in the bones for many years has become a habit, and it will never be abandoned.

Nosteledo is a small family, but it has a large population. Although Wright is a direct descendant, he was originally a child who was not taken seriously.

The current ruler of Nosteledo is Wright's grandfather. Wright's father was his first son, the rightful heir, but died young.In addition, Wright has five uncles, and his grandfather has countless illegitimate children.The family is small, but the struggle is fierce.

Grandpa Wright's health has always been poor, and he can't control the intrigues of his sons. Under such circumstances, Wright can still live until he reaches adulthood.Even though he was down and out, Wright had to be said to be very scheming.

Nyon's mother is an ordinary person, but a kind and gentle woman.Wright was tired of the family's intrigue and wanted to marry an ordinary person and live an ordinary life.

But in the end, it was all over.Wright returned to the family, this place he hated so much, has now become his battlefield.The kindness and simplicity that he once admired so much, is now abandoned.All that remains is the gentleness on the surface, but the intrigue and unscrupulousness behind the scenes.

Hearing the sound of people's footsteps, Niweng didn't look back, the familiar feeling was enough for her to judge the person's identity.

The visitor gently shook the swing and sent Nyon to a high place.

"Father." Nion said calmly, without any surprise.

"Has Nion been obedient today?" With a deep magnetic voice, and his hands shaking the swing gently, the man said dotingly.

Wright didn't care about his daughter's indifference, he put too much time on his career and neglected her daughter's growth, when he had time to care about her daughter, she has become like this, even though he blamed all the servants , Changing a large number of people can't make up for the guilt in their hearts.All Wright can do is to be nicer to his daughter.

Of course, maybe Wright will never know how innocent the angry servant he fired was, his daughter was born like this.

"Yes, I still want to read. Dad, can you buy me some more?" Nion said in a soft voice, but there was no extra expression on her face.The thirst for knowledge and the collection of intelligence have become her instinct.

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