(Cat flutter Chinese) Yun Luo smiled in his heart, although the current wife of the Yun family is Mu Qingxia, she is not qualified to be buried here with Yun Jingfeng in a hundred years.

"Sister, Madame is inside. There was sadness and nostalgia in Wu's mother's voice.

"Let's go inside. Yunluo's voice was flat, and Mother Wu glanced at her sideways, but saw that her expression was calm, and there was nothing abnormal.

But she knew that her sister was pretending to be calm, she hadn't seen her mother since she was born, and she wasn't even allowed to worship, and how bitter she was in her heart was something that others couldn't understand.

Opening the door, a cool breeze poured in, and Yunluo couldn't help but shrink his neck.

Outside the door was an open space, and a luxurious tomb appeared in her field of vision, and to her surprise, the flowers that surrounded the whole tomb.

Under the moonlight, all kinds of flowers bloom one after another, swaying in the wind, and the air is filled with a faint fragrance of flowers.

The vigorous vitality and fresh smell make people forget that this is a cemetery.

Seeing Yunluo's stunned eyes, Mother Wu sighed and said, "The master really loves Mrs. very much." Mrs. loved flowers when she was alive, and the lord planted these flowers in front of Mrs. Lady's grave with his own hands, so that people could take care of them carefully and be undefeated all year round. ”

"These flowers...... Did he grow it himself?" Yunluo was very surprised, did this iron-blooded general have such a tender time?

Love is deep, hate is deep.

Is it because he loves his wife so much that he hates her so much for the daughter who killed his lover?

Just as she was thinking about it, Mother Wu spoke again, "It's strange to come, maybe the lady has a premonition of something, and when she was still pregnant with you, she actually asked the master to repair this tomb for her." At first, the master felt unlucky, so he didn't agree, but the lady insisted on repairing, and the two had a cold war for a long time, and finally the master compromised, but he didn't want to ......."

Wu's mother couldn't go any further, she hid her face and began to cry.

Yunluo's eyes widened, and his eyes were full of incredulity, "So, my mother had already let people build this tomb before she died?"

"Yes. Mother Wu nodded while wiping her tears, "Madame even ignored the master's objections, and dragged her heavy body to supervise the work herself. ”

Yunluo was even more surprised, ordinary pregnant women are not allowed to come to such a place with heavy yin qi, why did she insist on doing this?

Let the grave be repaired in advance, did she really foreshadow her own death?

Mu Wanqiu is a native of Dongling, as far as she knows, the people of Dongling can do magic, but she has never heard of prophecy?

With a stomach full of doubts, Yunluo slowly walked towards the tomb, and there were some offerings in front of the tombstone, indicating that someone had come to pay respects, and that person must be Yunjingfeng.

Mother Wu took out the things and put them in the same place, but Yunluo squatted down in front of the tombstone, and her slender fingers caressed the words on it: The tomb of the beloved wife Mu Wanqiu.

When her fingers touched the cold slate, her heart trembled, and a sadness involuntarily welled up in her heart.

This must have been the feeling of this body, she was thinking of her mother.

Seeing that Mother Wu had already laid out everything, Yunluo suddenly said loudly: "Mother Wu, you go to the gate of the ancestral hall and wait for me, I want to talk to my mother alone." ”

"Good. Mother Wu nodded and turned to leave.

It's been fifteen years, and my sister must have a lot to say.

The cool breeze is blowing, and the fragrance of flowers is faint.

Yunluo sat on the edge of the tombstone, looked sideways at the words on it, and finally looked at the last line of words: Fu Yunjingfeng wept.

The corners of his mouth hooked up a faint smile, and Yunluo muttered in his mouth: "He loves you so much, but let your daughter suffer so much, and even forbade her to come up and see you once for fifteen years, will you blame him?"

"I think Yunluo will definitely complain about her father, she is so eager to get her father's love, but she can't let him look at her more until she dies. ”

"Her body, her weak soul, the fear and helplessness in the fire, must be incomprehensible, she is really pitiful. ”

At this point, Yunluo lowered his eyes, and his eyes gradually reddened.

She still remembers the moment she woke up, the horror she felt when she was surrounded by fire, she still hasn't forgotten it, let alone such a weak Yunluo.

"So I brought her to see you, it's been fifteen years, you must miss her a lot, right?"

"Maybe your mother and daughter have been reunited down there, and if that's the case, it would be better. ”

After a pause, she added, "Did you foresee your own death by repairing the tomb in advance? Did you also foresee your daughter's death fifteen years later? Or did you even foresee that I would be here?"

After this, Yunluo suddenly laughed, how could anyone really be so powerful, if so, the world would definitely be chaotic.

Shaking her head weakly, Yunluo leaned towards the tombstone, the cold touch made her heart firm, "I don't know why my soul appeared in her, but since I have continued her life, at least during the time of my existence, I will never let her suffer a little more grievances." ”

Yunluo raised his eyes again, and the originally sad eyes had become firm.

Even if she has to leave here soon, even if she can't let the ancient Yunluo live forever, but during this time of life, she must let her live a wonderful life.

The white delicate figure leaned silently in front of the tombstone, a gust of wind passed, and the hair was gently raised, surrounded by flowers, it looked like a dream.

On the tree not far away, a pair of deep eyes stared at this scene directly, and the delicate figure made him feel pity, but her words shocked him.

What died fifteen years later, what did it mean for a soul to appear in her?

Could it be that she's not her at all?

At this time, Yunluo was so involved that she didn't notice the gaze that was staring at her, and after a moment of silence, she took out a box from her arms, which contained the gift Mu Wanqiu left for her daughter.

Taking out the jasper hairpin with a blood-colored lotus flower from the box, Yunluo held it up to the moon and carefully examined the delicate lotus flower through the moonlight.

Suddenly, the red color in the lotus flower flowed, like blood in the veins, and even the moon was dyed blood red.

"This ......" Yunluo's eyes widened, his hand shook, and he almost threw the hairpin out, but when he looked at it again, the lotus was still red, but it didn't move.

Once again, she took the hairpin to the moon, but this time there was no movement.

Could it be that I am wrong?

Rubbing his eyes, Yunluo was sure that he had seen it wrong, maybe he had tears in his eyes just now, and his vision was blurred.

Letting go of the doubts in her heart, she looked at the tombstone again, and whispered: "This is a gift you left her, although I am not her, but at least this body belongs to her, now I will wear it for her, you will definitely be happy when you look at it." ”

Then, Yunluo raised her hand to take off the hairpin given to her by the queen, and inserted this hairpin into the bun.

The shock happened at this moment.

Just as Yunluo's hand was just leaving the hairpin, a red light shot out violently, and in the next second, the red in the lotus flower flowed again, faster and faster, faster and faster......

Yunluo couldn't see the change in the hairpin on her head, but she felt the strange red light, but she didn't have time to care about it, because a scorching breath surged down from the top of her head, quickly flowing through her body, and instantly spread all over her body.

She felt as if there was a flame, no, thousands of strands of flame burning in her body, burning from her veins to her tendons, making her qi and blood flow backwards, as if she was in the furnace of hell.

Her whole body seems to be on fire!

"Ahh

"Luo'er?!" In a trance, it seemed as if someone was calling her, and there was nervousness and horror in her voice.

But Yunluo couldn't see anything, she only knew that she was surrounded by a fiery red, and she was going to be burned to death.

An unbearable pain made her convuls, flames crashing and tearing and burning all over her body, and she even heard the sound of blood vessels popping.

It hurts!

Limbs, facial features, internal organs, blood vessels, nerves, and even pores are in pain.

Is she going to die?

At this moment, a colorful circle of light struck towards the red circle of fire that surrounded the clouds, but it could not penetrate the circle of fire, and after emitting a dazzling light, the seven-colored circle of light disappeared.

"Luo'er!" Nan Yixuan, dressed in white and wearing a silver mask, stood a few steps away from Yunluo, and the colorful aperture just now was made by him.

He didn't know what happened to Yunluo, he wanted to save her, but there was no way, he couldn't even get close to her.

The clouds reflected in the black eyes fell into a fire, and Nan Yixuan clenched his fists, but he didn't know what to do.

Yunluo was still struggling painfully in the circle of fire, roaring, that expression, that voice, made Nan Yixuan's heart ache.

No, he couldn't make her so miserable, no matter what, he had to save her!

Nan Yixuan's eyes narrowed, and the originally black pupils turned red, then orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and finally purple, and the originally invisible earrings on the right ear appeared, and the colorful light in the transparent color flowed rapidly.

A ball of light slowly converged in the palm of his right hand, getting bigger and bigger, like a huge glass bead, brilliant and dazzling.

It's just that before his ball of light hits, the red fire ring that shrouded Yunluo's body is getting more and more, getting lighter and fainter, and then gradually disappearing, and Yunluo, who was originally sitting, also slowly fell.

The ring of fire is missing?

Nan Yixuan's purple eyes lit up, put away the true qi in his hand, and then his body flashed, and he hugged her in his arms before Yun Luo fell.

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