Mu Ziluo looked at Mu Qingyuan in disbelief, she couldn't imagine that her mother was actually a member of the Spirit Clan, a member of the Spirit Clan, how mysterious it must be, Holy Maiden, how sacred it must be.

"The Holy Maiden of the Spirit Clan? If it is not a saint of the spirit race, it is not allowed to love people, and if the mother does this, isn't it against the spirit race? "How could the Spirit people allow a saint to marry.

Mu Qingyuan closed his eyes, his face was full of pain, and said, "At that time, we didn't know your mother's identity, and she didn't want to say it. Even if I married your mother, I never asked her where she came from, and when you woke up, I guessed. However, a few days ago, I received the news that the spirits had come to Dongshu, so I went to investigate, but I was injured, but I confirmed your mother's identity.

If I knew that she was a Spirit Saintess, I would not marry her, if I knew that marrying her would cost her her life, I would not love her, your mother's death must be related to the Spirit Race, and the reason why you are like that, Luo'er, must also be related to the Spirit Race, but I have no way to find out more information. ”

"It is not easy for the father to find out these news for the daughter, and the daughter will check the rest by herself, and the father can cultivate with peace of mind, and everything is with me."

No matter what Mu Qingyuan found, since he already knew about the existence of the Spirit Clan, many things would be much easier.

"I'm sorry for you, if it's really the Spirit Clan who did it, we can't afford to provoke it, Luo'er, the Spirit Clan is not a good guy, I've lost your mother, I can't let you be hurt anymore, if the Spirit Clan knows about your existence, they will definitely not give up." Even if he died, he couldn't let them hurt his and Yingluo's daughter.

"Father, I will find a way to solve this matter." Mu Ziluo had no idea about this matter for a while, and she was also in turmoil at the moment, but she knew that she couldn't show it, otherwise Mu Qingyuan wouldn't be able to recuperate with peace of mind.

Mu Ziluo helped Mu Qingyuan remove the soft pillow and helped him lie down to rest.

Looking at the firmness in Mu Ziluo's eyes, Mu Qingyuan was in a trance for a moment, he felt that he didn't know his daughter at all, no matter what, what Luo'er became was his precious daughter.

After thinking about it, Mu Qingyuan opened his mouth again: "Your brother has been looking for a way to save you all these years, and his mother's identity was also guessed by him, besides, he still knows the people of the Spirit Clan, I am injured, I believe that your brother will come back soon, and you will ask him carefully when the time comes." ”

Since he can know that the Spirit Clan appeared in Dongshu, then Linfeng must also know, and when the time comes, he will be relieved that he will protect Luo'er.

Mu Ziluo already knew that Mu Linfeng was helping her, and it was not strange to hear Mu Qingyuan say this at this time, but she just nodded at Mu Qingyuan.

Mu Linfeng has been investigating the Spirit Clan for so many years, and Mu Ziluo believes that he must be able to know something about the Spirit Clan from him, and even about his mother.

Leaving Mu Qingyuan's courtyard, Mu Ziluo returned to the room, closed the door, and sat quietly on the chair, as if he had lost his soul.

Spirit Clan, Spirit Clan, why every time he hears these two words, Mu Ziluo feels extremely familiar, and his heart will feel as if he has been hollowed out, empty and uncomfortable.

If the mother is really the holy daughter of the Spirit Clan, why did she appear in Dongshu? The Holy Daughter of the Spirit Race married someone, which is a big sin in the Spirit Clan, how could the mother not know?

There were too many things, and Mu Ziluo found that she seemed to have lost the ability to think, and there was like a heavy stone in her chest, which pressed her out of breath.

By the way, and the flower mark on her shoulder, and the things caused by this mark, what the hell is going on? What does this mean?

The more Mu Ziluo thought about it, the more mysterious he felt like a mist.

This night, Mu Ziluo tossed and turned, repeating a dream, like a sequel to a previous dream, or the two men and women whose faces could not be seen clearly. It's just that this time the dream was replaced by two people chasing and racing in a valley full of flowers.

The flowers all over the mountains and the clear and pleasant laughter can be heard, and the two of them are very happy.

Suddenly, a hand appeared in the picture, separating the two people who were hugging each other, the man was taken away, and the woman knelt on the ground and cried bitterly. The voice, so helpless, so sad, hit Mu Ziluo's heart one by one.

The woman cried and cried, the flowers all over the mountains and fields instantly turned red as blood, and the woman's green hair flew in the air, and the breath around her body was like a god from hell, with the momentum of destroying the world and destroying the world.

"Ah" With the woman's sad and angry cry, Mu Ziluo woke up from the dream.

When he got up and turned on the lamp, the sweat on Mu Ziluo's body had soaked through his underwear, and the tips of the hair on his forehead were also stuck with the sweat.

He poured himself a glass of cold water, and after drinking it, Mu Ziluo felt that he had calmed down.

Lifted his clothes and exposed his shoulders, and sure enough, the flower mark on the other side turned blood red again, appearing on his shoulders, and was glowing red.

Mu Ziluo walked to the side of the bed, took out the bottle of pills from under the soft pillow, poured it out and ate one. Then, he lay down on the bed again, and he didn't even turn off the light, and just kept his eyes open.

"Who is the man in the dream? Why is it in my dreams? Mu Ziluo lay on the bed and muttered to himself.

The woman's angry cry in the dream made her heart tug together, and she felt it as if it had happened to her.

Mu Ziluo decided that she didn't want to wait for Mu Linfeng to come back about her mother, she wanted to go to Yunmo Temple to inquire about Xuyun.

Since the mysterious person dared to write to her to call her master, and Xuyun was an old person known to her mother, even if her mother didn't tell her father the truth, just because her mother appeared in Dongshu from the Spirit Clan, these two people were inseparable from her mother's affairs.

I don't know what time it was, Mu Ziluo woke up in a daze, but was told by Liuxiang that it was noon.

"Liuxiang, prepare the carriage, I'm going to Yunmo Temple."

Ruka was just about to prepare the carriage and walked out of the yard, but she met the wood.

"Liuxiang, there is a person named Dark Yang outside the mansion who came to find Miss, saying that his master asked Miss to come to the door to talk." Mu Lin said that the man left without reporting to his home, and he didn't know which person from the house it was.

After hearing this, Liuxiang understood in her heart, nodded, and turned around and returned to the courtyard of Mu Ziluo.

Mu Lin looked at the indifferent Liuxiang and shook his head, he couldn't understand how could Miss be such a cold girl by her side, and Liuli didn't know where she went or when she would come back.

Mu Lin didn't get married, and he didn't have children, Liuli grew up in the house since he was a child, and he had already recognized the simple and kind Liuli as his goddaughter.

Now seeing that there is no trace of Liuli around the young lady, I am really a little unaccustomed, but Mu Ziluo has already said that she sent Liuli to a place, and when the time comes, she will naturally come back, and he will not ask.

Ruka returned to the room, and the wooden purple basket had been washed.

"Miss, the dark sun is here, and he said that the prince invited the young lady to come to the house."

Mu Ziluo put down the hand towel used to wipe his hands, looked at the time outside, and said: "It's okay, it's late today, then go to Yunmo Temple another day, the carriage is still ready, and turn to Jing'an Palace." ”

"Yes." Ruka retreated.