Hong Ningxiang stayed in this ice room for sixteen days, not eating, drinking, or cultivating, she couldn't accept Liu Qingming's death in her heart, she wanted to stay by his side like this, she wanted to wait for him to come back.

Seeing Liu Qingli and the others coming, knowing that they were going to remove Liu Qingming's body, she was reluctant, pushed Shi Dingfeng away suddenly, hugged Liu Qingming's body, and raised her hand to insert the Tianji Sword in front of the ice couch.

She shouted, "Don't come here! No one is allowed to touch him!"

Her white hair reached the ground, her eyes were like water, her eyes were extremely determined, and she had a rejecting attitude.

Shi Dingfeng was afraid that she would do something impulsive again, so he had to signal Liu Qingli and the others to stop.

"Mother, let Daddy go with peace of mind!" Chong Liuli looked at his mother's full head of white hair, his heart ached, and he was angry that he didn't help him carry it down on the night of Daddy's catastrophe.

"Ah Xiang, my fourth brother said something to me before he died, do you want to hear it?" Liu Qingli decided to stabilize Hong Ningxiang first.

He ...... What did he tell you?" Hong Ningxiang stared at her.

"You take your sword back first. Liu Qingli secretly glanced at Shi Dingfeng, and Shi Dingfeng bowed slightly.

Hong Ningxiang has been immersed in sadness, and only then did she realize that maybe she was not only reluctant to Liu Qingming, but she was also angry with herself, she should not have left him to settle accounts with Xu Youfang when Liu Qingming crossed the tribulation, so that she missed the opportunity to help him fight against the thunder tribulation, and she was also annoyed that he concealed her tribulation. She also regretted not seeing him for the last time.

He had just been resurrected and had failed, and she could imagine how painful he was when he suffered the Thunder Tribulation, and he must have been very unwilling before he died—what last words would he leave behind?

Hong Ningxiang had a splitting headache and couldn't think anymore, she closed her eyes weakly, and withdrew the Heavenly Scar Sword with a flick of her sleeve.

However, before Liu Qingli could speak, Shi Dingfeng rushed over and pressed a palm on the back of her neck.

"Ah Xiang, when my fourth brother left, he said that he thanked you for raising Liuli and giving him a complete home, but I regret that I can't continue to walk with you......"

Hearing only this sentence, Hong Ningxiang had already fainted in Shi Dingfeng's arms.

I don't know how long I fell asleep, but when I woke up for the first time, I had a terrible headache, my body seemed to be soaked in a hot pot, hot and hot, it seemed that someone was talking beside her, and she didn't hear a word.

After a while, something cold covered her forehead, and a bitter medicinal juice poured into her throat, she wanted to resist but couldn't raise her hand, maybe the medicinal juice had its effect, her body felt better, and she fell asleep again in a daze.

When she woke up for the second time, her body was cold, so cold that her teeth chattered, someone was calling her, she wanted to respond but had no strength, she only felt as if she was lying in a warm embrace.

Because of extreme exhaustion, she couldn't resist the strong sleepiness, and continued to sleep in that embrace.

After that, I didn't know how many times I woke up, every time there was a figure shaking, and someone was talking, she just couldn't open her eyes, and her consciousness was fluttering, as if she had drifted far away.

She kept running, in front of her was a man in a red robe with big sleeves, his face was very blurred, but his voice was very familiar, he kept shouting "Xiang'er, Xiang'er", she subconsciously chased him and kept running, kept running......

"Mother, mother, mother!"

The three calls were clear in her ears, Hong Ningxiang's closed eyes suddenly opened, and her vision gradually became clear, and she saw Chong Liuli sitting in front of her.

"Mother, you're finally awake. Chongliuli put up the soft pillow, put it behind her mother, let her lean on, held her hand and said, "How do you feel?"

Hong Ningxiang had a feeling of waking up from a big dream, did not answer his words, and looked at the surrounding furnishings, this room should be in Shi Dingfeng's flying space-Fengzhou, Lingxiao Palace.

When the divine sense was released, he could feel that the phoenix boat was flying smoothly in the sky, and it was already night outside, in addition to her, Liuli, and Wu Xing who was patrolling outside the Lingxiao Palace.

After a quick inward look, there was nothing abnormal in his body except for some weakness.

"Liuli, how long have I been asleep?" Hong Ningxiang picked up the snow-white fox fur placed at the head of the bed, draped it on his body, got out of bed and walked to the dressing table.

"Mother, you're not sleeping, you're sick with a fever and you've been lying down for four or five days. Chong Liuli scratched his head, alas, I didn't expect that my mother's mother would be sick like a mortal, and this disease was so scary, fever, chills, prostration, nightmares...... made him, Jiu Ye and Wu Xing the three big men in a hurry, for fear that she would have three long and two short, and she didn't close her eyes at night for the past few days.

"What about the Ninth Master, obviously he knocked me unconscious, how could I get sick?" Hong Ningxiang didn't forget what happened in the ice room that day, she wanted to hear Liu Qingli's last words but was stunned by Shi Dingfeng's palm, that bastard is not light, and the back of his neck is still a little sore at this time.

"Mother, the ninth master just clicked on your acupoint. Chong Liuli sighed, "You have been in that ice room for sixteen days, and if you don't have the luck to resist the cold, your body can't stand it for a long time! But you don't listen to persuasion, you refuse to let go of your father, and you don't want to leave the ice room, Jiu Ye has no choice but to do that." Wu Xing said that if he saves you a little later, you will probably freeze to death. It wasn't until this morning that your fever subsided, and the Ninth Master saw that you were fine, and explained some things to Wu Xing and left. ”

Hong Ningxiang nodded, and casually picked up the bronze mirror on the dressing table.

She knew that her hair had turned gray in the ice room, so she was mentally prepared, however, when she saw the gray-haired woman in the mirror, she was still frightened, screamed, and raised her hand to throw the mirror out.

"Mother!" Chong Liuli was afraid that she would hurt herself, so she tried to get close to her, but Hong Ningxiang waved her hand and took a few steps back, she trembled her hands and picked up her hair.

The hair that has been raised for decades in this life was originally black and soft, but now it is like silver-white snow, and this snow-white light instantly pierced her heart.

After a while, she came back to her senses, covered her head, and screamed, "Why? Why is this happening?"

She suddenly remembered that because Liu Qingming was dead, because she had lost him.

Hong Ningxiang's heart was like a knife, he got up and rushed out of the room, and rushed to the main hall outside the dormitory.

Chong Liuli chased after her, looked at her white-haired back, and said loudly: "Mother! Even if Daddy leaves you, won't there still be me?

"Hahaha-" Hong Ningxiang stretched out his hand to pull the white hair in front of him, crying and laughing, "Liuli, look at it, am I like an old woman now, old and ugly?!"

"Mother, you look good like this. Chong Liuli stepped forward, hugged her tightly, took a deep breath and said, "Mother, no matter what you become, in the heart of a child, you will always be the best-looking." ”

"Liuli, fortunately, my mother still has you. Hong Ningxiang knew that he was coaxing himself, and leaned against his forehead, looking at his eyes that looked like Liu Qingming, "Only when I see you, will my mother have some comfort in her heart." ”

Chongliuli knew her suffering, why did her mother insist on raising him back then, why did she treat him like her own, just to repay her father's kindness to resurrect her? Maybe not really, my mother also wanted to make up for the debt to my father in her previous life, and my mother wanted to leave his blood for my father, even if the ninth master hated his existence again, even if the ninth master had an estrangement with her for this matter, she would not hesitate.

Now that Daddy is gone, he wants to replace Daddy and become her sustenance and pillar!

Chongliuli didn't want her to be immersed in sadness, so she patted Hong Ningxiang's shoulder and said, "Mother, don't think about the past." I have here a letter that my aunt asked me to pass on to you when she was leaving, to see what she said. ”