How can it be! ”

The five old men didn't believe Lan Moli's words at all, and used their spiritual power to work hard to expel the poison from their bodies.

You must know that their clan is an expert in using poison.

"As I said, after you use spiritual power, the faster the toxin will spread, so I advise you not to resist uselessly." Lan Moli said leisurely as if she was watching a play.

"You! Stinky girl, give us the antidote. Seeing this, an old man said irritably to Lan Moli.

"What are you thinking, thinking so beautifully." Lan Moli said with disdain on her face.

This kind of completely impossible thing, why insist on it.

"You!"

The old man was so angry that his face turned red.

"Okay, let me think about it, how am I going to kill you?" Lan Moli pretended to be contemplative.

"Don't go too far!" Another old man said.

"I'm going too far, what can you do with me?" Lan Moli raised her eyebrows and said.

At this time, Lan Moli found a little girl in a small corner, her whole body was dirty, the little girl looked at Lan Moli timidly, and she didn't have the fear of death at all.

That look was very familiar to Lan Moli.

Lan Moli frowned, there are too many unfortunate people in this world, and this child is probably one of them.

The child looked like she was seven or eight years old, but she didn't have the innocence she should have at that age, but was endlessly mature and steady.

Children who are too precocious will definitely not be too simple behind the scenes.

There was a woman standing next to the child, who looked like the child's personal maid.

However, this man looked much worse than the child, and I am afraid that his life will not be long.

"You, come here."

Lan Moli pointed at the child and beckoned at her.

The kid looked at Lan Moli in astonishment, very puzzled, and a little timid at the same time.

"Come here." Lan Moli said softly.

The little girl glanced at the woman beside her and walked over cautiously.

The others were a little surprised when they saw Lan Moli letting the kid over.

"What's your name, kid?"

Lan Moli squatted down and looked at the kid at eye level.

"Dream Eucalyptus." Dream Press said cautiously.

"Will you trade the lives of all of them?" Lan Moli asked.

As soon as he heard Lan Moli's words, the dream patriarch became restless, and hurriedly encouraged the dream press: "Good, my precious daughter, for the sake of all of us, can you sacrifice yourself?" ”

As soon as Meng pressed the words of the dream patriarch, he hurriedly shrank behind Lan Moli, and bit his lower lip tightly.

"Hey! I said, "You don't even know her name, do you?" So you're just swaying other people's minds at will? Lan Moli rolled her eyes.

"At this time, the matter between me and my daughter has nothing to do with you." Patriarch Dream said.

Hearing Patriarch Meng's words, Lan Moli was not happy, why did it have nothing to do with her? Anyway, she's also a hands-on person.

"It doesn't matter

Got it? Besides, this uncle, you probably didn't understand what I meant, I mean, exchanging the lives of all of you for her to live alone. Lan Moli pressed the dream behind her and explained it word by word.

"What do you say! You want us to die, to keep this waste alive? Are you kidding? One woman said incredulously.

"Do you think I'm joking?"

Lan Moli stepped forward with a brisk step, grabbed the woman's neck, and lifted her up.

"You! Ahem! You let go of me! Ahem, ahem! The woman said with difficulty.

"Humph! Rubbish? I'm going to see who's the trash? ”

Lan Moli snorted coldly, and the strength of his hand became heavier and heavier.

Eventually, the woman stopped struggling and gradually lost her breath until she died.

Everyone looked at Lan Moli in fear, for fear that the next person to die would be themselves.

"In this world, there is no absolute waste, only people who are too lazy to work hard."

Lan Moli looked straight ahead, but the dream behind her understood that Lan Moli's words were for her.

"I do." Meng pressed up his courage, raised his head and looked at Lan Moli and said.

"Okay." Lan Moli smiled with satisfaction.

"You! How can you do this to me? Anyway, I have been giving birth to you and raising you for so many years, and you have repaid me like this! The Dream Clan grew angry and shouted at the dream.

"Giving birth to me and raising me? Are you kidding? Mengji sneered.

"It has always been my mother who gave birth to me and raised me for so many years, and you, if you don't give my mother a name, you still treat our mother and daughter like that." Dream pressed and continued.

Lan Moli frowned, sure enough, it was the same as what she thought.

"Sister." Dream pressed a soft call.

"Huh?"

"Can you promise me a condition, if not, then I think, forget it." Dream asked weakly.

"What conditions, let's hear about it." Lan Moli turned around and appeared in front of Mengpress.

"I thought, can you let my mother go." Dream pressed up her courage and asked.

"Your mother?"

Lan Moli frowned and glanced at the crowd.

One has been staring at the dream closely, not hatred, but worry.

I see.

"My mother is the one who gave birth to me and raised me, and she has always protected me since I was a child, so this time, I want to protect her too." Dream press said.

"Okay." Lan Moli nodded without hesitation.

Both mother and daughter are poor people, and if they could, they would rather be separated from the dreamer and have nothing to do with the dreamer than suffer like this here.

"Moli, what's wrong?" Nightshade asked.

"You may not know that everything that Mo Li endured is very similar to that child named Mengpress, which is why she stayed." Ye explained to the others.

After listening to Ye Xi's words, the group frowned.

They didn't expect that Lan Moli had experienced such a thing.

"Thank you, sister!" Dream press said happily

Road.

"Great, mother!" Dream pressed and smiled at the woman.

The woman hurriedly walked over, wanting to hug the dream, but unexpectedly, yes, a spiritual power hit the woman.

In this way, Dream watched his mother die in front of his eyes.

"No!"

"Don't!"

Dream ran up in a hurry and hugged the woman who fell to the ground tightly.

"Damn it." Lan Moli clenched his fists and shouted at Feng Qi, "Great God, kill them all." ”

"Okay!"

Lan Moli ran over without hesitation and entered life spirit power for that woman.

"You!"

Seeing Lan Moli who came over suddenly, Meng looked at her in surprise.

"I am a healer, and I can't see death without help." Lan Moli frowned and said.

The change came so quickly that she was completely unprepared.

"Sister, you must save my mother." Mengpress pinned all his hopes on Lan Moli's body.

Everyone hurriedly stepped forward.

"Little sister, let me out!" Jinhua's voice came from the Lingxi bracelet.

Lan Moli hesitated, but still released Jinhua.

The life and spiritual power poured into the woman's body, and due to long-term fatigue and malnutrition, her life characteristics were gradually decreasing.

Time passed bit by bit, and Meng pressed the woman's hand and looked at Lan Moli nervously.

The time for a stick of incense passed, and a lot of sweat appeared on Lan Moli's head, Beichen Jue took out a handkerchief distressedly and gently wiped it for her.

"Enough! She's no longer good, give up, you're going to be in danger if you go on like this! Blood Sakura's voice came into Lan Moli's mind.

"No, I can continue."

Lan Moli shook her head, completely ignoring Blood Sakura's words.

"It's unbelievable!"

Blood Sakura frowned, shook her head, and didn't pay attention to Lan Moli anymore.

"Dead woman! You are crazy! ”

After Feng Qi packed everything, when he came back, he found that his master was not very good at the moment.

"I can." Lan Moli shook his head and said.

"Dead woman, I don't want to die yet!" Feng Qi coaxed angrily.

"Trust me, I can." Lan Moli shook her head and insisted.

If she retracts her spiritual power now, the mother of the dream will die.

"Little Snowflake......" Beichen Jue looked at his stubborn little woman worriedly.

"Alright, sister. Enough, no more. ”

Dream pressed Lan Moli away with tears, and the woman's body functions were still atrophied because she didn't have the support of life and spiritual power.

Lan Moli, who was pushed away, did not stand firm for a while because of the large consumption of spiritual power, and fell straight back, but fortunately, Beichen Jue caught her.

"Little sister, here you go."

Jinhua took out an elixir and stuffed it into Lan Moli's mouth.

"Thank you."

After Lan Moli took the elixir, she was much better, but she was still a little weak because of the consumption of spiritual power.

She hurriedly meditated on the spot and absorbed the spiritual power to avoid an imbalance in the spiritual power in her body.

Jinhua frowned and took it

An herb came out, squeezed out a drop of juice, and fed it into the woman's mouth.

"She still has time for a stick of incense, so let's have a good talk."

As he spoke, Jinhua put away the herbs and left time for their mother and daughter.

The woman raised her hand and gently stroked Meng's cheek and helped her wipe away her tears.

"Mother......" Mengpress hugged the woman tightly.

The crowd walked away silently, leaving room for them.

"Alas, this dream press is also a poor child." Lan Xixue sighed regretfully.

She could understand Meng's mood, the day her own mother left, Lan Feng was still in retreat, Mengluan didn't want to deal with this matter at all, she and several faithful maidservants buried her mother together.

She didn't cry that day, but the whole person seemed to fall to the bottom.

In fact, the saddest time is when you can't cry.

It was a depressing feeling, as if the whole world had been lost.

Her mother, who was connected to her life, left her like that.

During those days, Lan Xixue was like a walking corpse, losing her soul, which was terrifying.

From that moment on, Lan Xixue swore that she must cultivate hard and work hard to become stronger, so that she can protect the people she cares about.

Time passed little by little, and the dream pressed to cry more and more, and it was time for the woman to leave.

"Press, my mother is leaving, promise my mother, you have to be good, take good care of yourself, and learn to be strong, you know?" The woman said reluctantly.

She didn't want to leave her dream like this, but it's a pity that God made people.

"Okay, mother, I promise you." Mengji held the woman's hand tightly and cried.

The woman smiled, and in the next second, her hand hanging in mid-air fell, her eyes slowly closed, never to open again, and her life was forever frozen in this moment.

The wind blows the grass low, the catkins drift away, the leaves and red flowers fall, and it is desolate.

At this moment, Dream feels that even the sun is not so beautiful.

(End of chapter)

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