Murong Xi saw that she didn't speak, with a painful expression, and sighed again:

"Daylilies have fatherly love, but they can't get mother's love. Your son, though he has no father's love, has been cared for by you for so many years. In this way, they are also equal. ”

"It's not equal!"

The boy, who had been silent and did not speak, suddenly let out a childish and sharp protest: "What she has, I don't have!" ”

Surprised by the resentment emanating from this small body, Tong Yao couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Murong Xi frowned and looked at the little boy dissatisfied.

It turns out that your mother did this because she was instigated by you?

His hand was stamped in his sleeve.

Only by removing the source of resentment can the living life be saved.

The surrounding wind became a little messy because of Murong Xi's seal.

The little boy hid behind the woman and looked at Murong Xi timidly.

The woman protected her son behind her, her eyes fixed on Murong Xi's hands.

As long as the other party moves, even if his soul is scattered, he must keep his son's soul.

Yes, whether it is life or death, only this mother's love is the most unshakable thought in heaven and earth.

Murong Xi's hands were still hidden in the wide sleeved robe.

If this woman resists with all her might, she may not be able to hurt the boy behind her.

It is not her purpose to let her soul fly away, how to eliminate the boy's resentment is the top priority at the moment.

His gaze passed through the woman's body and back to the boy.

It's obviously clear and flawless eyes, but there is an evil aura.

That resentment wandered in his eyes, and he would not stop until he regained his father's love.

Murong Xi shifted his gaze in some despair.

Presumably, this woman also felt the unusual aura of her son!

For so many years, she has not succeeded in guiding, and it seems that if she does not get rid of this child's soul, this resentment will not dissipate.

Even though his physical body had long since died, Murong Xi's heart was still a little unbearable.

He was deprived of his life at a time when he didn't know anything, and now even the remnants of his soul had to be erased.

But in any case, between the living and the dead, they will still choose the former.

Even if this decision may not be the right one, at least, it is worthy of one's own morality as a human being.

A huge palm wind whistled, and the woman went against the wind and stretched out her arms.

Tong Yao saw that her gentle and virtuous aura was no longer there, and instead of it, there was a huge killing intent.

The woman's face became hideous because of the killing intent. No one can hurt her for years of guarding!

In the messy headwind, Tong Yao seemed to see that in a field full of rape flowers, there was a woman with a smile like a flower.

"After our first child is born, we will change this piece of land into a flower field, okay?"

As he spoke, the farmer drew a large circle with his hand, as if to show his wife his thoughts on the future.

The wife, with a big belly, sat on the ridge and watched her husband run around the field excitedly.

I have been pregnant for more than nine months, and I will give birth soon.

The two of them counted the days day by day, hoping that happy moment would come soon.

The woman was the daughter of a woodcutter in the next village, and one day, the woodcutter went up the mountain to chop firewood and happened to meet a farmer who was lost in the mountain.