Ah Jin coughed lightly twice, "Cough, inside, are you hungry..."

"I'm not hungry, I don't want to cry, I want to sleep, I'm so tired..."

"Sleep. Ah Jin patted the little bun on the back, humming a song while shaking it and coaxing him to sleep.

Xiao Yu opened his eyes and looked at him with tears in his eyes, "Brother Ajin, don't hum, it's a little ugly..."

Ah Jin: "......"

Coaxed Xiao Baozi to put him in the room, and it was already dark at this time, so he took his meal and went to Mo Ling's.

"Xiao Mo, come and eat some. ”

Mo Ling stared blankly at the bed curtain, "I can't eat it, you eat it." ”

"People are iron rice and steel, you haven't eaten for a few days, hurry up and come over to eat!"

Chu Lang was persuading, and he hurriedly came to the room, looked at Xuan Cang and said eagerly: "Xuan Cang, Zhu'er knew about King Mo and Princess Mo, and she just fainted, you go and see if there is any big problem for her!"

Xuan Cang was stunned for a moment, "It's not for you to hide it from her, she can't be stimulated if she is pregnant now! What if the stimulation is too much and causes a slippery tire!"

"I haven't told her, and I told my subordinates to keep their mouths shut, but she got the news from somewhere, you go and show her!"

Xuan Cang hurriedly got up, and together with Qing, he added light work and disappeared into the room.

Mo Ling sat up and lifted the quilt to get out of bed, but he really didn't have the strength and fell to the ground.

Meng Qingyu and Ling Feiyan hurriedly helped her up and comforted: "You don't have to go, take care of your body first, and then you can go when you have a few breaths." ”

Mo Ling lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice: "It's all my fault..."

If she had gone to pick up her father and mother at that time, they would not have died, and they would not have let the old people send the white-haired people to the black-haired people, nor would they have let Xiaobaozi lose her parents, nor would she let Zhu'er faint.

Everything was her fault.

Bai Yixuan lowered his head, his tone was full of guilt: "It's not your fault, it's me, if I send more people forward, King Mo and they won't die, Mo Ling is my fault, I owe you two lives." ”

Chu Lang followed and bowed his head, "No, it's my fault, if I had followed Uncle Mo at that time, maybe they wouldn't have died." ”

Liu Tianchen also bowed his head, "No, it's my fault, if my Jianzhuang sent someone to send it to each other, your father and mother wouldn't have died, but I didn't think it through." ”

Xiaowen wiped her tears and sobbed: "No, it's our female disciple of Medicine Valley's fault, if we master the medical skills that can bring people back to life, Ah Ling, your parents will be saved, it's useless for us, waste." ”

The other female disciples collectively nodded, "Yes, it's our fault, we don't use it." ”

Ah Jin: "...... Shall I admit my mistake too?"

sighed, "Don't worry about whose fault it is, thinking about how to avenge Uncle Mo and them is the key." Xiao Mo, you can't be so depressed, if your body collapses, what will you do if you let the two little ones follow your imperial grandmother, do you still want them to send the white-haired people to the black-haired people again?"

Mo Ling lowered his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "Ah Jin, is it really Ji Li who killed my parents?"

"Those are the people of the Shadow Palace, and they deliberately reveal their identities, you don't know, your father has 500,000 dead soldiers in his hands, and he seems to be an idle prince, but he is the last hole card of the strange country. I guess it was the Great Elder who divined this matter, so he strangled them when Uncle Mo returned alone. ”

Mo Ling didn't reply for a long time after listening to it.

A few little ones lay on the ground eating meat, gobbling up and screaming—

"Quack!" that damn scumbag is so despicable! The master is so blind that he regards him as a friend!

"Wangwang..."Can you stop talking, just say it and do it if you know!

"Quack...... "Hmph!

"Meow?" "By the way, where did it go?"

"Quack. "Hell, we are all with the master these days, and it runs out at every turn, who knows what it will do, maybe it will abandon the master.

"Wang. "Don't talk nonsense, maybe there's something.

"Quack. "Cut, it's a fox can't even understand human words, what can it do?

"Shut up!"

Pippi gave Duck Duck a look, relatives left, friends betrayed, the master was sad enough, and said that he was abandoned by a pet, isn't this sprinkling salt on the wound!

Duck snorted quietly, not concentrating on eating food without talking nonsense.

Mo Ling leaned back on the bed without saying a word, his eyes kept looking at the door.

When he saw Xuancang's figure, he sat up straight, "Zhu'er, how is it?"

"Adults and children are fine, but they fainted from overstimulation, and now they have woken up, and she wants to come, but Qing didn't let her come. ”

Mo Ling nodded and looked at Ah Jin: "I want to see my parents." ”

Ah Jin persuaded: "You don't have the strength in your body now, you can't even mobilize your internal strength, and you can't keep out the cold, the weather outside is so cold, wait for a few days to recuperate." ”

Mo Ling lowered his head, his eyes were full of mist, "I can't give them a funeral, I'm not filial." ”

Ah Jin sighed helplessly, and surrounded her with a thick cloak, "Let's go." ”

"Take two jugs of wine. ”

"Yes. ”

Ah Jin carried Mo Ling to the door and got into the carriage, accompanied by Meng Qingyu, Bai Yixuan, Liu Tianchen, a few people from the Demon Palace, and a few little guys.

And Ling Feiyan and Xuan Cang stayed in the palace to take care of the two little ones.

In the carriage, Mo Ling leaned against the window, her mind was full of her parents' voices and smiles, the pictures of her arguing with Mo Yufeng, the few pictures of their family going out to play, and the time when they reunited four years later.

It replays in my mind like a horse turning off the lights, and the car stops and the memories end.

Ah Jin carried her step by step towards the mountain, and when he reached the cemetery, he found the tomb of her parents and put her down.

Mo Ling knelt on the ground, stared at the stone tablet in front of him, forgot for a long time without saying a word, and then knocked his head a few times.

"Ah Jin, I want to talk to my father and mother. ”

Ah Jin took off his robe and put it on her, "Okay, we'll be up in half an hour." ”

After saying that, they left with the others, but they did not go down the mountain because they were afraid that she would faint, and hid in the mountains and forests not far away.

Mo Ling knelt on the ground, opened the wine jar and sprinkled some on the stone tablet, and then took a few sips.

Tears flowed down without warning, "Daddy, mother, my daughter has seen you, I can't give you a funeral today, my daughter should die." ”

After saying that, he kowtowed a few times on the ground.

"Daddy, mother, in fact, I am not your biological daughter, your daughter has returned to another place, it is a wisp of my ghost from another world, into the body of your dead daughter, it is I who robbed the family affection that belongs to Mo Ling, her favor, her family, everything about her. I'm sorry, I don't want to lose this hard-won family affection, I don't want to lose you, that's why I didn't tell you, I'm sorry......"

After saying that, she sprinkled some wine on the stone tablet and kowtowed a few times again.

A few little guys licked her face distressedly, master, you are the daughter of two gods!

The original soul of the "strange spirit" was just that Nanrong Beisheng reversed the unknown soul with your soul, and you are the main master!

Although a few people over there were far away, they could still hear what Mo Ling said, and at this time, listening to her inexplicable words, several people were stunned, and looked at each other dumbfounded, this, what is the situation?

Chu Lang's eyes almost fell out when he heard this, ", Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo is dead?!She's not Xiao Mo?!This, what's the situation?!"

Ah Jin patted him on the head, "Shut up and listen to her." ”

Bai Yixuan's eyes crossed with contemplation, and her various strange words and amazing actions appeared in her mind.

His eyes fell on Mo Ling, and those doubts were finally answered.

Mo Ling took a few sips of wine and continued: "I had no father or mother in my previous life, I grew up in an orphanage, and only one old mother loved me. I have entered the body of your daughter, and with these family ties that I have never had before, I am very happy, happy and cherished. But maybe it's because of my inexplicable change of life that I died with you, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I'm the one who hurt you..."

He kowtowed a few more times.

"Quack. "Master, don't say any more, you are the daughter of your parents!

"No, I'm not, it's me who covets this undeserved family affection, if I told them at that time, they killed me or drove me out of the palace, wouldn't it have ended like this, I hurt my parents..."

"But even so, I still don't dare to tell the royal grandmother, I still covet their love, father, mother, you say that I am very hateful..."

Mo Ling drank and cried while sprinkling wine on the stone tablet, but she didn't know that at this time, in mid-air, there were three people standing in the air, looking at her, listening to her guilty words.

And Ah Jin they didn't see it at all, or they didn't see it at all.

Among them are Mo Lian, and the dead Mo Yufeng and Ling Yurou.

And their faces are also different from before, the original black hair has become two silver threads, which grow to the ankles, and the already handsome and beautiful faces have become more and more charming.

There is also between the eyebrows, each of which has a red cumbersome pattern, the same as the one on the purple forehead that has been hibernating.

Dressed in two white clothes, the silver threads were not tied up and moved with the wind, and the body flashed with a faint golden light, as if a god descended to earth.

No, they are gods.

Mo Yufeng looked at his tombstone below, and his ethereal and somewhat lazy voice sounded: "Well, Mo Yulie is still very good to my brother, the tombstone is so tall, luxurious, beautiful, and connotative, my tombstone likes it, and Yu'er yours is a little childish." ”