"You half-breed bastard deserve to be in front of me, who allowed you to come to my shop?"

"Ahh How many times has this been?" sighed at a nearby booth.

"Who let that woman steal people? This man used to spoil that woman the most, if it wasn't for that woman stealing people and giving birth to someone else's child, how could Boss Li do this to them?"

"Is this kid still related to this boss?" asked an unknown passer-by.

"Hey, doesn't it matter, his wife's illegitimate child!" said one of them.

Winmer glanced at it.

A red-haired boy was seen being thrown out the door.

He sat down on the ground, his palms broken, and his knees cut by the sand and gravel on the ground.

He kept his head down, long bangs covering his eyes.

Wen Mo was a little surprised that the hatred in this child was so turbulent and deeply suppressed.

If it weren't for her sensitive sense, she wouldn't have been able to detect it.

"You little bastard! Go back quickly, or you won't want to eat at night!" came a middle-aged man with gray hair out of the back room.

The man looked at him with disgust in his eyes, as if he had seen something disgusting.

He kicked the boy over and knocked him over, "Let's go!"

The boy kept his head down, and when he saw him enter, he said loudly, "Mother is dying!"

The man's steps paused, and a hint of hesitation and pain flashed in his eyes.

But he tilted his head in disgust, "When did you not say that? That dead woman is a hard mother-in-law, where can she die so easily?!

With that, he walked quickly into the store.

Wen Mo found that the man's steps staggered, and his heart was obviously unstable.

The boy smacked his fists on the ground, and the blood suddenly fainted.

He jerked his head up, and his eyes were blue, and there was bitter hatred in them.

"You'll regret it!" he said.

He slowly got up, held his injured hand, dragged his injured foot, and slowly left.

Wen Mo glanced at it, and felt that if this child did not die, the future would be great.

It's just good or bad, whether it's a hero or a hero, then I don't know.

This is just a chance encounter, these things in the world, there are many things, Wen Mo can't control it, can't manage it.

"Miss, he has the smell of a ghost in him. Qinglan actually spoke.

Wen Mo raised his eyebrows, "That is, someone in his family is dead, is his mother dead." ”

"In addition to the breath of the ghost, I also feel ......" Qing Lan hesitated a little, not too sure, he thought for a moment before saying.

"I also felt Lu Liang's breath. ”

"Lu Liang?" Wen Mo's steps stopped.

"Go, follow!" she unhurriedly weaved through the crowd and followed the boy.

The boy was injured, so he walked very slowly.

Wen Mo's unhurried steps just fell right behind him.

When I arrived on this continent, I didn't see Lu Liang after waking up, and the connection with him loomed.

Wen Mo and his contract, only Lu Liang could feel her position, and she couldn't feel him.

……

The boy walked slowly, finally reaching his destination.

This is the back door of a courtyard.

The yard was quite large, about twice as big as the one Winmer rented.

The place where the boy came was a small door, which looked like it was supposed to be the back door.

He walked in slowly, his steps dragging and seeming to stall for time.

Wimmer jumped up the wall.

Inside the wall was a very small courtyard with only three houses, separated by a wall in front. There is only one small door.

The vacant space is only a meter wide, and there is a well in the corner.

There are some water-loving and shade-loving flowers planted next to it.

"Yang'er, are you back?" a woman with black hair and black eyes walked out of the room.

"Mother, I'm back. The boy lowered his head, a little guilty.

As soon as she saw him like this, she knew that he had not succeeded in bringing the man. "Yang'er, it's okay, it's not your fault. It's all my mother's fault. ”

Yang'er raised her head, her blue eyes filled with tears, "Mother, it's not your fault! It's that man's fault! It's his fault! You're so good! Why is he ......?"

"Yang'er!" the woman's voice suddenly increased.

"I'm sorry, mother, don't be angry. Yang'er shut up sneeringly.

He lowered his head, tears rolled down his eyelashes, and fell to the ground, and a small black dot suddenly appeared on the ground.

"Yang'er ......" After the woman yelled, she regretted it, "Mother is not angry, Mother just doesn't want you to hate your father."

Your dad didn't mean it. You have to believe in your mother, before you were born, your father prepared a lot of things for you.

Got everything you need from one to eighteen years old, and your name, he flipped through a lot of information and searched for countless names......"

With that, the woman seemed to be back to those good times.

Her eyes radiated with a radiant glow, and her face was blushing with an intoxicating flush, immersed in memories.

"None of this is for me......" Yang'er pursed her lips and lowered her head, hatred flashing in her eyes.

Not only did they not give it to me, but they also called me a! They also bullied my mother! I didn't buy medicine for my mother! I made my mother's body worse and worse.

But the woman didn't notice his hatred, she thought he was sad.

"Yang'er, your father misunderstood me, so he is like this. As long as the misunderstanding is solved......" she gently touched his head and said gently.

She had a flush on her face and a gentle breath, like a mother who unlocks her children.

But Wen Mo on the wall sighed.

This woman is long dead, this is a ghost at all, or a dying ghost.

This woman used some forbidden techniques to overdraw the power of her soul and stay in the world.

When she stays like this, her soul will condense into a physical body, similar to that of a living person.

However, the consequence of this is that once the soul power is exhausted, her ghost will be scattered.

And now she is in this state, which is the state of unstable soul power.

Wimmer's mind swept around the room and found a corpse in a dark compartment under the bed.

The body belonged to this woman.

The woman was naked, her eyes closed, as if she were asleep, and her body was painted with intricate purple patterns, densely covering her whole body.

Wen Mo swept around, but found no trace of Lu Liang.

"Qinglan, do you feel Lu Liang's breath? ”

Qinglan appeared beside Wen Mo, "I feel a little bit, but if there is nothing, there is no way to locate it." ”

Wen Mo frowned, "Could this Lu Liang be hiding?" I'm afraid I'll settle accounts with him, right?"

"Probably not. Qinglan thought and said, "If he doesn't want us to find it, he definitely won't let out his breath." ”

"That's right. Winmo said, touching his chin.

With Lu Liang's strength, if he really wanted to hide it, he would definitely not let them find out.

"Miss, Lu Liang's breath has weakened. Qinglan said suddenly.

"Weakened?" Winsmer raised an eyebrow.

She felt it carefully, it seemed that this was the case, she had felt it a little, but now she didn't feel it at all.

"Yang'er, my mother is leaving, you promise my mother, don't hate your father, okay? The woman smiled softly, but said something cruel to a boy.

How can a boy not hate him? to treat him and his mother like that! Why not hate him!

"Yang'er, promise Mother!, okay?" the woman said strongly, and then she softened a little, "Mother hopes that Yang'er can be as warm as the sun, and I hope that Yang'er's life is as warm as living in the sun, Mother, ......"

She squatted down and touched Yang'er's face, "Mother...... It's not like Yang'er lives in hatred and is tormented by hatred. ”

Yang'er lowered his head, he didn't want to agree!

"Yang'er, my mother is going to die, do you want my mother to die without turning a blind eye?"

Yang'er raised her head suddenly, "Mother, you won't die!

The woman's tears fell on Yang'er's face, "I'm sorry, Yang'er, it's my mother who is sorry for you, but my mother can't hold on anymore......"

Her face became pale and somewhat transparent, and it was possible to see through her face to the houses behind her.

Yang'er trembled with fright, her voice trembled, "Mother, you scared Yang'er, right? Yang'er doesn't hate her father, Yang'er doesn't hate him! As long as her mother lives well, Yang'er doesn't hate him!"

As if seeing the end of a woman, the boy's voice became louder, "Mother, if you die, I will hate my father, that man, I will hate him to death!"

The woman's body trembled, becoming more transparent.

"Yang'er......" she reached out sadly, but it passed through his body.

Tears, slowly slipping down, disappeared in the air, did not fall to the ground.

"So, mother, you don't want to die, is it okay to stay with Yang'er? Yang'er is obedient, don't go to his trouble, and don't hate him anymore, okay......" Yang'er stretched out her hand, trying to hold her.

However, his hands could not touch the almost empty soul.

"Mother!"

The "Yang'er ......" woman is so transparent that she is almost invisible.

"Miss, I think we might have to save this woman. Qinglan hesitated.

"What's wrong?" Win Mo wondered.

Not to mention that this woman has overdrawn her soul and cannot be saved.

Let's just say Qinglan, he is not a soft-hearted person, but he asked to save her, which is really strange.

"The breath on this woman's body is getting weaker and weaker, and Lu Liang's breath is getting weaker and weaker, and their breath seems to be entangled. Qinglan frowned.

"There's no way we can save her, besides, that guy Lu Liang! It's okay if it's dead!" Wen Mo snorted coldly.

But he looked worriedly at the soul that was about to disappear.

Lu Liang must have a way to return to the Xuanhuang Continent, if he dies, he can only follow the path of Baili Zeng Qi and try to contact the upper echelons.

Qing Lan knew Wen Mo's duplicity, and said, "Miss, have you forgotten? You and Lu Liang are master and servant contracts, and you can pass on your energy to him." ”

"If he is connected to this woman's life, then don't I have to maintain this woman's life?" Wen Mo was a little unhappy.

If there is a way to save people, she is willing, but with this method, it consumes her energy and soul power.

That's a loss.

"Forget it, let's save the person first, otherwise this person will be gone. Wen Mo sighed, and finally made a move, detaining the man's soul.