Chapter 13 — Christmas Fairy Tale at Ma Palace

Thien Quan was grumpy: "Devil, you cannot harm the world because of your personal selfishness." Father suddenly gave me into his mother's arms. He walked in front of the Heavenly Monarch.

“Say it again.”

Thien Quan's throat slid up and down. His father reached out and grabbed his shoulder.

“When they tore her apart, you opened your mouth and spoke for the sake of the world.”

“When she was in pain, you guys told her that she could just hold on for a bit.”

"Now that I want to give the souls who were crucified a name, you say you will harm the world."

His father's fingers tightened little by little. Thien Quan's shoulder bone made cracking sounds.

“Your army, your people, do you only know how to eat children?”

Thien Quan's face turned pale, but he couldn't say a word. Thieu Dieu suddenly spoke.

“First give a name to the child in Dong Hai.”

“It woke up first, and was also closest to the water source.”

“If it calms down, the dragon vein can at least last another seven days.”

The royal father did not turn back.

“Who will name it?”

Thie Dieu looked towards me.

“Chieu Chieu placed.”

The queen looked down at me.

“Does Chieu Chieu know how to order?”

Of course I don't know. I can barely even hear my own name. But the child in the glass is still looking intently at me. It's wet. Little baby. Like a piece of wood that has been submerged in sea water for a long time. I remember when he said it was cold. So I pointed at it and mumbled out a word.
\mushroom." (Ovule)

All the nests in the main hall were shaken. The baby Dong Hai in the glass was also stunned. Let's try again.

“Noan Noan.” (Warm)

The word Chieu on the child's forehead in the glass suddenly faded a little. Instead, on its chest, a tiny "Noan" glowed. The black tide at the bottom of the East Sea stopped for a moment. The giant dragon vein let out a low roar, as if it could finally breathe a sigh of relief. The God of Dong Hai was stunned. The white-bearded old man suddenly shed tears.

“It was successful.”

“She did not recover the remnants of her soul.”

“She released the remnants of her soul.”

The emperor turned his head to look at me. His eyes were so complicated. It's like being proud, but it's like being even more scared. The queen mother kissed my forehead.

“Our Chi Chieu is so good.”

I don't understand what "good" means. I only know that the child is no longer crying violently. Noan Noan looked at me through the glass. It whispered: "Sister."

“I have a name.”

I nodded. At this moment, a blizzard suddenly arose in Bac Hoang. The glass was covered by a snowstorm. The silhouette of an unborn fetus curled up in a coffin of ice and snow. On its forehead is also engraved the word Chieu. After hearing Noan Noan's name, her eyes suddenly opened.

“I want it too.”

“Sister.”

“If you don't give me your name, I'll go find you.”

Outside the ice coffin, countless Snow Palace fairies retreated in horror. Because the Tran Uyen wood shavings that lined the body of that spirit fetus had turned into a thin black thread. The black thread pierced through the space gap, rushing straight towards the Demon Palace.

15

That black line rushed in as fast as lightning. It probes without hesitation like glass in the Dong Hai. But clinging tightly to the cracks of nothingness, Inch by inch, he wriggled his way into the main hall of the Demon Palace. His father waved his hand and slashed down a knife. The black line broke apart into countless pieces. However, each severed piece that fell to the floor of the temple kept twisting and turning into countless tiny "Chieu" letters. Those words crawled towards us like a swarm of insects. The mother-in-law stretched out her hand, and the Red Lotus flame poured down. The burned words "Chieu" made a deafening sizzling sound, but did not disappear immediately. The small seal between my eyelids burns hotly. The fetus lying in an ice coffin in the middle of a snowstorm cried out.

“Sisters are biased.”

“Sister only needs Noan Noan.”

“No need.”

I frantically burst into tears.

“It is necessary.”

The emperor immediately bowed his head.

“Chieu Chieu must not speak nonsense.”

The white-bearded old man also quickly exclaimed: "Your Highness, you can't say the word 'need'."

“The word ‘need’ will be viewed by the cruel soul as a summons.”

But it was all too late. The words "Chieu" scattered on the ground simultaneously lit up. They linked together into a thin thread, passed through layers of my father's sword energy, and shot straight to my diaper. Almost at the same time, Thieu Dieu stretched out his hand. The Kim Van on his wrist turned into a strip of light, tightly blocking the three-meter line outside the field. The black line crashed into Kim Van, emitting a shrill, high-pitched scream like a newborn baby. The corner of Thieu Dieu's mouth was bleeding. The royal father's eyes were sharp as knives.

“Get out of the way.”

Thien Dieu clenched his teeth.

“Can't let it touch you.”

The emperor smiled coldly.

“The deity sees it for himself.”

The person slapped his palm hard, and the demon's blood rolled into a jet black cage, trapping all those "Chieu" words inside. The fetus in the ice coffin cried even more pitifully. The clouds covering Bac Hoang Snow Palace were also torn apart by the sound of crying. A female fairy dressed in white knelt next to the coffin, looking extremely terrified.

“Can't move it.”

“It is a spiritual fetus that has been cherished by the Northern Wilderness snow bloodline for three hundred years.”

“If the spirit fetus disappears, the snow vein will collapse.”

His father looked into the mirror, his eyes without any heat.

“Then just collapse.”

The fairy's face was as white as paper.

“How could Demon Lord be so cruel?”

The queen mother suddenly raised her eyes.

“Cruel?”

He held me and slowly walked step by step towards the mirror. His father tried to raise his hand to stop him. He whispered: “I will not leave the battle.” At this point, the emperor finally stopped. The mother stared at the ice coffin in the Northern Wilderness.

“When you guys secretly mixed her wood shavings and stuffed them into the fetus, did you ever think that she was also a child?”

The white-clothed female fairy choked, unable to speak. The mother's voice was extremely gentle. But it makes people's hearts colder than their father's blade.

“What you are nurturing is not a fetus.”

“That was the piece of meat that fell from her extreme pain.”

The fetus lying in the ice coffin suddenly became silent for a bit. It looked through the cold snowstorm towards its mother.

“Who are you?”

The queen looked down at me. Then looked up at it again.

“I am Chieu Chieu's mother.”

The soul's eyes were stunned stunned for a moment.

“The mother?”

It seemed like the first time in my life I heard this name. Then the sadness came back even greater than before.

“I don't have it.”

The corners of the mother's eyes were slightly red. I reached out my small hand, wanting to touch the ice coffin in the glass. The mother took my hand and gently placed it on the outer edge of the glass.

“Chieu Chieu, give it a name.”

“Don't call it here.”

“But let him know that he may not have to be named Chieu anymore.”

I blinked and looked at that sacred fetus. It's locked in ice. Bitterly cold. Pure white. Like a cloud of snow that has not yet landed on the world. I was absorbed in thinking for a long time. It took so long that my father thought I was falling asleep again. I softly said: "Snow." Linh Thai was still staring at me. I added: "Tieu Tuyet." The word Chieu appearing on the surface of the ice coffin wavered slightly. It does not gradually fade away like the words on Noan Noan's forehead. It's cracked in half. Half turned into the name "Tieu Tuyet". Half refused to disappear. On the contrary, it brutally stabbed into the heart of the fetus. The white-bearded old man's face changed.

“It has been cursed a second time.”

Thie Dieu raised his eyes.

“It is not a naturally born spirit fetus of the North Hoang.”

"Someone deliberately sealed Chieu's soul inside, so that when it awakens, they will hold resentment against Chieu Chieu."

The royal father slowly turned his head.

“Who?”

There was no response. After closing the surface of Ma Hell's well, a layer of dark water suddenly appeared. From under the black water, a tattered token emerged. Half of the Heaven Clan's cloud engraved token. Half engraved with the Demon Clan's old seal. The expressions of the Left and Right Demon Generals simultaneously changed.

“No way.”

“This is a secret armistice order from three hundred years ago.”

Thien Quan was also stunned.

“The secret armistice order should have been carefully sealed in the ancestors' treasury.”