My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 420

After an unknown amount of time, as the fire grew closer and the smoke thicker, he stopped struggling and slowly, despairingly lowered his head.

It hurt, it hurt so much, it hurt to the point of death, just a bit more pain and he might seel his gentle mother telling him stories and his father playing ball with him again, right?

“Little kitty, don’t run away!”

“Come on, don’t be scared. Let’s play together!!

By the riverside on the outskirts of town, Xanthea held a Swiss Army knife, gleefully chasing a little black cat.

Oliver, following behind, was panting and supporting his legs.

“Xan, Xan, stop running!”

“That knife in your hand is too sharp. You might hurt yourself. Give it to

e now!

“Uncle, you’re not as fast as Samuel. You can’t even catch me,” Xanthea taunted, sticking her tongue out at him. “Nyah nyah nyah! Catch me, then the knife is yours!”

“You little rascal. You are only four, how can you run so fast?” Oliver muttered, catching his breath. But she was already dozens of meters ahead.

“Meow!”

“Meow-”

an abandoned buildin

come

“Kitty, it’s dangerous!”

times from outside but didn’t see the black

ran inside.

in the roaring flames. His hands and feet were bound to a concrete

“Ab-”

scream in fright.

the soft, sweet voice, the semi-conscious

reckless flames stood a little girl as delicate as a porcelain

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with puffed sleeves, her hair in lively heart-shaped pigtails. Her fair, delicate skin was flawless, and she looked

an

and met an angel?.

dark, lifeless eyes,

He wasn’t dead?

moment, she charged into the inferno

of Xanthea rushing in and the sudden blaze sent Oliver’s

“Xan! Xan!”

come out!

through the thick smoke and fierce flames, drawing her Swiss Army

here to save