Bing Lingluo just smiled and didn't speak again, to tell the truth, human life is really like an ant in her eyes. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It's not that she is arrogant and arrogant, in her last life, as the king of the killer world, she has always been her share in taking people's lives, how can she save people one day, Shui Moying is the first life she has saved.

Now, she is about to save the second one, it's really ironic to think about it, is it that God thinks that she has killed countless people in her previous life, so he wants her to come to this strange and weird Yuntian, and give her a name after Nuwa, and ask her to do her best to save the entire human race?

Taking a deep breath, Bing Lingluo'er couldn't help but rub her somewhat sour eyes, and then her brows slowly relaxed.

She is not the kind of person who likes to be sentimental, and in her opinion, all the sadness is a kind of cowardice!

Only a cowardly person complains about the unfairness of fate, and she always makes all kinds of excuses for herself to escape from reality, she has always looked down on her!

The atmosphere in the room also quieted down with Bing Lingluo's silence, and he didn't hear Bing Lingluo's voice for a long time, Shui Moying looked up in confusion, and saw that Bing Lingluo had leaned on the animal skin recliner behind him at some point, closed his eyes, and the tiredness was faintly visible between his eyebrows.

Shui Moying looked at Bing Lingluo, who fell into a deep sleep, took a deep breath, and didn't bother her, just found a position far away from Bing Lingluo and sat down, his blue long sword was placed on the tea table, he poured himself a cup of tea, took two sips, and then took out a blue handkerchief out of nowhere, picked up the long sword on the table and wiped it gently.

After a few breaths, an excited voice burst through the air with the sound of hurried footsteps, breaking the silence of the room.

"Shadow...... My shadow is back...... Shadow ......"

The voice grew closer and closer, until it rang so literally in his ears.

Shui Moying looked up suddenly, just in time to see a rickety figure approaching outside the door, with the light on his back, Shui Moying could vaguely see that the woman's hair was a little erected, and the only wood-colored hairpin was also crooked in the hair, and in front of the woman's forehead, there were a few strands of broken hair scattered down.

Shui Moying only felt like he had been scratched a few times by a big hand in his heart, throbbing painfully, he squirmed his lips, and wanted to say something, but his throat was like a thorn horizontally, and he couldn't make a sound.

At the moment when she saw Shui Moying, the woman was stunned, and the tears that had been in her eyes fell unconsciously, smashing on the wooden floor, making a clear sound.

Shui Moying was suddenly awakened by such a voice, looked at the woman deeply, and finally shouted, "Mother." His voice was soft and quiet, and to outsiders it seemed as if he was so cold that he had no feelings.

But when the woman heard this soft cry, she burst into laughter, and answered him with all her might, like a child with sugar.

This is, her son.

Her son, back.

Shui Moying quietly looked at the excited Shui Qiubai and didn't make a sound, until Shui Qiubai finally adjusted his emotions and looked at him with a smile in his eyes, he gave Shui Qiubai a chuckle back, "Mother, I'm back." ”

Such a simple sentence brought Shui Qiubai's emotions up again, his eyes were blurred again, he stepped forward and grabbed Shui Moying's hands, choked up, and said, "It's good to be back, it's good to be back......" She repeated this sentence several times in a row, and finally her eyes froze, as if she thought of something, grabbed Shui Moying and looked at him all over his body, and asked nervously in his mouth, "Are you hurt?" Yes? Where did it hurt? Tell my mother ......"