"When she was sick when she was a child, I took care of her for two days and two nights...... But in the end, I only got one sentence - I'm a crazy shrew, and my life is worthless. Snow...... She is my daughter born in October! How could she treat me like that! ”

Nalan Feixue squinted coldly, and Nalan Yurong's cold and ruthless words when she returned to the door that day seemed to appear in front of her eyes again.

Nalan Rong...... Hum! Nalan Yurong! You are even more ruthless than me, who has entered the Demon Path!

Mrs. Nalan was crying and tugging at her chest, and suddenly, her whole body convulsed, and a large amount of blood began to spill from the corners of her mouth.

"Mother! How are you? Nalan Feixue hurriedly hugged Mrs. Nalan and shouted nervously, "I'll go find a doctor for you!" Mother, you hold on! ”

"No need...... Ahem......" Mrs. Nalan coughed up blood while tugging on Nalan Feixue's sleeve tightly, spitting out words with difficulty, "In the past few days, I just hold on to my breath, I want to see you, I want to make sure that my Feixue is still alive and well, and now ...... Ahem, now that my mother sees that you don't have to suffer anymore, my mother is already very happy! ”

"Mother......" Nalan Feixue's eyes were red, and she hugged Mrs. Nalan tightly.

It was only at this moment that she realized how thin her mother was, and there was only a layer of skin and bones left.

"Mother, you don't want to die." Tears slid down the corners of his eyes, "Mother, I have you as a relative left, please don't leave me!" ”

Mrs. Nalan shook her head, tears streaming down her face, "Feixue, I'm afraid my mother is ...... I'm afraid I can't hold it anymore...... Nalan Suxi, you ...... You don't go to her again for revenge, she ...... She is really powerful, the entire Nalan Mansion is vulnerable in front of her, and my mother doesn't want you to be in danger anymore...... Ahem...... And, in the end, she ...... She let her mother go, and also gave her mother an antidote, Feixue, you promise your mother, don't go to Nalan Suxi again to take revenge, and avenge your grievances...... When......"

Nalan Feixue wiped the corners of her eyes and said in a choked voice: "Okay, mother, I promise you." Since Nalan Suxi finally saved her mother, what if I let her go! ”

Mrs. Nalan had a relieved smile on her face, she reached out and wanted to touch her daughter's face, and muttered, "Feixue, you have to live well...... Don't fall into the devil's path...... Don't take revenge...... Mother wants you to be happy...... Be a good person in your next life...... Mother too, I hope that in the next life, I can be a ...... Good...... People ......"

Before he finished speaking, the hand that had just touched Nalan Feixue's face hung down weakly.

His eyes were gently closed, and the corners of his mouth were hooked with a smile of hope and peace, and he looked as if he was asleep.

Nalan Feixue hugged Mrs. Nalan's gradually cold body tightly, slowly closed her eyes, and a tear slipped from the corner of her eye.

Two days later, Nalan Feixue buried Mrs. Nalan, and then knelt in front of Mrs. Nalan's grave in a proper posture.

Beside her lay a slender black round wooden barrel, above which Zhu Chongba's face was full of despair, pain and pleading.

He grew his mouth and tried to make ahhhhhhh

And his fat body, now with his hands and feet cut off, some flesh and skin shaved off, was forced into this black barrel.

Because of the nourishment of spiritual power, even if he was injured like this, he could not die, and could only endure the torture of life worse than death day after day.