After a while, the crisp sound of cracking between the bones was endless.

Tan Xi's eyes suddenly showed a look of horror, and she looked at Ziye in disbelief, until those who were restrained stopped struggling and collapsed to the ground, she gasped, and her heart rose and fell rapidly.

Purple Night actually has a way to drive plants.

This is the first time she has seen such a means.

Zi Ye looked at the dead people at his feet, and stared at Xuan's clothes who were still huddled together.

"Tanxi, take Mrs. Xuan back to Hongming Palace......"

Tan Xi's eyes suddenly sank: "Purple Night Girl...... In the original ban of the Emperor of Heaven, it was not only to prohibit others from entering the Buddha Peak, but also to prohibit Mrs. Xuan from leaving the Buddha Peak privately......"

"Take her back...... Something happened, and I was ......"

“……”

……

As soon as Ion Xuan entered the Hongming Palace, he saw Tanxi walking out with a basin of ragged clothes, and he couldn't help but pause.

"Whose clothes are this? Why is it so dirty? ”

Tan Xi's face instantly became very ugly, and he hurriedly lowered his eyes and walked quickly: "His Royal Highness the Son of Heaven will know when he goes in......"

Looking at her small steps that were almost running away, Ion Xuan's eyebrows frowned slightly, and her steps quickly entered the hall.

"Purple Night, what's wrong?"

"Shh......h

On the verandah, Zi Ye hurriedly walked out and signaled him to silence: "Don't make noise, she just fell asleep......"

"Who?" Ion Xuan couldn't help but smile and look over: "You made a new friend?" ”

Purple Night's eyes trembled, took his hand, and led him to the porch.

On the verandah, Xuan's clothes were curled up on the brocade couch, already asleep, because the mud had been washed away, and her pale face was even more bloodless.

Although she was covered with a velvet blanket, her shrunken body made her even more slender and thin.

The moment he saw Xuan Yi, the smile on Ion Xuan's face instantly froze, and he glanced at Zi Ye in disbelief, and his lips opened slightly.

"I ...... Looks like I've seen her somewhere......"

He slowly squatted down in front of Xuanyi, looked at her sleeping cheeks, and closed his eyes in some pain, as if he was trying to recall the past in his mind.

The woman in front of him gave him a completely different feeling, both strange and familiar.

Strange because in his memory, there seems to be no existence of her at all.

Familiarity is because he has an intuition in his heart that this woman has existed in his life.

And it is very important to save zài.

Suddenly, between the grass and the blue sky, he saw her green dress fluttering and smiling like a flower.

"Xuan'er...... Come, come to my mother......"

“……”

Suddenly......

Ion Xuan suddenly gasped, his eyes suddenly opened, he looked at Xuanyi in disbelief, and his breathing was instantaneous: "She is...... My mother? ”

In the depths of Ziye's heart, an imperceptible pain flashed, and he stretched his lips and smiled slightly: "Yes......"

Ion Xuan knelt down with a "poof", and in the depths of his eyes, the dark shadow changed color: "I don't even remember ......"

Forgetting about the hypnotic technique of Liyoulan also made him forget his mother, and in his subconscious, there were only bits and pieces of memories of the past.

That is, he once told Sù Purple Night, his own disgraceful birth.

It's just that this past is as dry as a story, and he has forgotten all the flesh-and-blood storylines.

Ion Xuan trembled and held Xuan's hand, caressing it gently as if she was afraid of waking her up, and tears couldn't stop dripping on the back of her palm.

"Mother......

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