Doom Lord - Chapter 135

Doom Lord

Chapter 135 – Feelings And Sentiments

"Wait here, I'll go take a look." Cheng Yang immediately said. As long as Cheng Yang didn't clarify the situation above, he naturally couldn't let the two people go up.

Without waiting for their reply, Cheng Yang took a violent leap four meters into the air while holding a iron sword in hand. At the apex of the jump he fiercely pierced the iron sword in his right hand into the stone wall, leaving his body hanging there.

After waiting a moment for his body to slightly stabilized, Cheng Yang vigorously swung himself near the huge stone.

At this distance, it wasn't hard for Cheng Yang to climb to the edge of the boulder. He took another leap.

Upon arrival, Cheng Yang smelled a strong odorous stench. Fortunately, he could be regarded as passing through numerous hardships, so he was able to endure the smell.

Glancing at the above scene, Cheng Yang instantly frowned. On this ten square meters platform was a total of three people.

One of the three people was dead and the corpse seems to be rotting away. The stench was coming from her body. From the head that has yet to completely rotten, he could tell that she was an old woman in her 60s.

Next to the old woman laid a middle-aged man in his thirties. At this time, the old woman’s festering corpse water has invaded below the stone's surface below this middle-aged man, but the middle-aged man's dim eyes remained gazing into the sky seemingly not bothered at all. If not for his chest that was occasionally undulating ups and downs, Cheng Yang would had thought that he was dead.

The third person was a little farther away from these two people, lying sideway against the stone wall. It was a child that should be around 11-12 years old, moreover it was a girl. That cry for help came from her mouth.

Even without asking questions, Cheng Yang could guess one or two of the identities of the three people.

Ascertaining that the area was clear of danger,, Cheng Yang walked towards the little girl. After holding the barely conscious little girl up, he withdrew a large pot of porridge directly from the storage ring, poured some out into a bowl and deliver it to her mouth.

The little girl was clearly suffering from malnutrition. She greedily stared at the food by her lips, but her eyes clearly flashes signs of struggles. Suddenly, she said, "Save….save my papa" She raised her hands feebly towards the man lying on the ground.

With a gentle tone Cheng Yang told her, "Your father doesn't want to live anymore. Only you can persuade him to continuing living. The only thing I can do is wake him up. Little girl, shouldn't you first drink this bowl of porridge? It will help you regain some of your strength."

The little girl stared upwards at Cheng Yang, her hands shaking as she received the little bowl from him. She quickly drank the entire bowl in several gulps.

After quite a while, the little girl soon recovered a portion of her strength, her eyes finally sparked with a bit of vigor. Suddenly, she began to struggle to crawl towards her father's position.

Sigh! Cheng Yang bend down to hug her frail body and walked up to her father in two steps.

“Daddy …Daddy. …" The little girl shouted anxiously in a weak voice, "Hurry and get up! No matter what don't leave Lingling by herself! Woo….woooh.."

The man seemed to have heard the little girl’s cry as his eyelids slightly moved. Under the little girl's continuous cries, the man finally tilted his head to look at the little girl's face.

At the same time, he also notice Cheng Yang's presence. His eyes flashed a glimmer of joy, he then started to stutter, “Lingling….. father….father isn't well. Father…..want to go….see….your grandmother."

“No … I don’t want you to … “The little girl clearly knew what the man meant, she madly shook her head refusing to believe his words.