Because she is a light in his heart.

A beam of light dispels the haze in the heart and brings hope and warmth.

Once there is light in the heart of darkness and haze, they can no longer endure loneliness and coldness. They will unconsciously want to approach the light, rely on the light and have a heart of protection.

"Come on, you stay here, I will go!"

Bailihong breathed, gathered her mind, pretended to say so easily, then jumped down from the tree and approached the target quietly.

He's very fast. He's only a short distance away.

He had a deep internal skill. He gradually stepped on the ground and jumped on the roof of the tile roof as light as a swallow.

He opened a tile with extremely light movement, and did not disturb the two people in the house.

In the old room, a young man named Sun Tao was barebacked, lifting a thin man with a long scar on his neck and a ruined face from the bed and making him sit on the edge of the bed.

"Dad, that person has a very good reputation. Everyone says that he is fair and upright, and he is not afraid of the powerful. If we tell her the injustice of that year, maybe she can really find out the truth..."

However, before he finished, he was interrupted by his father's wave.

Sun Tai's face, which had been destroyed beyond recognition, had a touch of pain. He shook his head at his son, and his eyes were full of frustration.

He had no hope for the court, which could not distinguish right from wrong and killed loyal officials unjustly.

Now, he is still alive, just hoping to see his son who survived the massacre get married and live a safe life.

How could Sun Tao not know what his father thought after years of father and son?

He bent his knees and suddenly knelt down by the bed in pain

"Dad, my son knows what you mean, but he is not afraid of death! Death is more important than Mount Tai. If your son's life can be exchanged for the innocence of you and your uncles, even if his son died a thousand times and a hundred times, he will have no regrets! Dad, please promise your son to have a try? "

In the end, both father and son were in tears.

However, Sun Tao failed to persuade his father in the end.

The tragedy of that year left a deep scar in sun Tai's heart. Even after a long time, it could not be erased, and it became more and more ugly.

He didn't have the courage to face it, for fear of adding new scars on it!

On the roof, bailihong quietly put this scene into her eyes, thinking about it, and having a little guess about their identities.

He gathered his inner power and retreated quietly.

……

Xia Jin sees Bai Lihong coming back and asks:

"What's the situation?"

"Is there a person surnamed sun in your so-called rebel list?"

Hundred Li red complexion calm, do not answer rhetorical questions.

"Do you doubt..."

Xia Jin is blessed to the soul.

"Well."

Bai Lihong nodded slightly and gave a positive answer.

"Yes, this man's surname is sun Mingtai. He is a vanguard officer under the general of Zhennan. He has never been defeated in battle."

"Let's go back first, and I'll make an investigation before we decide what to do next?"

Bailihong looks at Xia Jin. Xia Jin nods and agrees. Bailihong is about to take Xia Jin away, but suddenly there is a cry of panic and worry from Sun Tao's home.

"Dad, Dad, what's the matter with you? Dad, don't scare me. Dad, Dad... "

Something's wrong!

Two people at the same time a Lin, look at each other, hundred Li red straight grasp Xia Jin shoulder, then take her quickly toward hundred Zhang away house.

They flew straight to the hospital and landed in front of the house where Sun Tao and his son were now.

Seeing that the door was closed, bailihong reached out and pushed it, but failed to open it.

He immediately kicked it away. After a bang, the old door was completely abandoned. After shaking back and forth for several times, it fell to the ground with a bang.

Hundred Li red long leg moves, enters the room.

Xia Jin also had no time to feel the violence of Bai Lihong and stepped into the room quickly.

In the extremely simple house, Xia Jin was shocked by the scene in front of her.

The man, whose face was completely destroyed, had a ferocious scar on his right neck. He was tall, but extremely haggard and emaciated. He was sitting on a simple bed made up of two wooden stools and several boards.

His eyes protruded, his mouth wide open, full of scars, and his right hand without thumb and index finger covered his chest, gasping hard, as if his life would suddenly end at any time.

And the young man on one side had already been scared out of his wits. He kept patting his chest, but it had no effect.

The whole picture is ferocious and terrifying, but extremely miserable.

Asthma attack!

This is the first cognition in Xia Jin's mind.

It's important to save people. Xia Jin steps forward quickly without time to explain. She pushes Sun Tao away and tries to move the man who is almost out of breath to reduce the tilt of his upper body. At the same time, she keeps patting his chest to make him feel better.

However, this person's situation is extremely serious, which is not enough.

"This is a wheezing attack. Do you have any medicine at home?"

Xia Jin looks to Sun Tao. In Dongqing, asthma is called wheezing.

Sun Tao was stunned for a moment when he saw her face clearly. Then he reacted and said anxiously:

"No more."

His face was in pain, and he was almost ready to cry.

The medicine for wheezing is quite expensive. He is only a small rice Porter, and his monthly salary can only buy a very small amount of medicine.

"It's my fault! I'm useless

Seeing that his father's face was relieved for a moment by Xia Jin's series of measures, he was still more and more ugly, and even gradually turned blue and purple. Sun Tao's pain suddenly doubled and hated himself.

His tears fell into his eyes, and he hit the wall heavily. The wall is a soil structure, and his punch made a small hole in it.

Asthma attacks rapidly, and there is no emergency medicine. What Xia Jin can do is very limited. She can only watch sun Tai's face become more and more ugly, and her breathing become more and more urgent, but she can't do anything

At this critical moment, the shadow suddenly appeared. He knelt on one knee and offered a blue and white porcelain vase with both hands.

Bailihong didn't say a word, so she took the porcelain bottle, walked quickly to Xia Jin and handed it to her

"It's the shadow. Try it. Maybe it's too late."

At the moment, sun Tai's breathing is not as severe as before, but the situation is not getting better.

Xia Jin quickly took it, almost shaking the liquid in the bottle into sun Tai's mouth is still open, constantly for him.

However, the miracle did not happen in the end.

Sun Tai died of untimely treatment.

At the moment before his death, he looked at Sun Tao with complex and reluctant eyes.

Lost two fingers of the right hand trembling to him, mouth wriggled a few times, but failed to make any sound.

But from the perspective of mouth shape, he wanted Sun Tao to live well. He didn't want anything else. As long as his son could live a safe life, he would die in peace.