Feng Yueli's eyes did not have a trace of waves, and she only stepped in.

The sky is full of snow, and there is no end to it.

Feng Yueli didn't know how long she searched for it, but she couldn't find Lin Qinghuan.

Is Mo Feilin Qinghuan really dead?

Yueli's heartache struck, for some reason, even now when the Lin family's life and death were unknown.

She could feel a lot of pain in her heart, a lot of pain.

I don't know if it's because I feel sorry for Lin Qinghuan, or because of the mutual induction between mother and daughter.

Feng Yueli didn't know how long she had been looking for it, and there was a woman's hairpin on the ground.

Yueli looked around, and saw that on the snow, it was really a person's footprints.

This footprint is not her footprint.

Feng Yueli's face was pale, and she lowered her eyes to look around.

I saw two women in front of me.

Feng Yueli frowned, and her cold face was more warm than usual: "Two, can you wait for me?"

The two women froze and turned their heads slowly.

Feng Yueli walked over quickly and came to the front of the two.

These two people seem to be a master and a servant walking together.

Yueli gasped for breath, and she raised her eyes, suddenly bumping into eyes similar to herself.

Standing in front of her were a middle-aged woman and a twenty-five-year-old maid.

The middle-aged woman was dressed in simple clothes, without any hair ornaments on her head, and her appearance was at least eight points similar to Feng Yueli.

She spoke to Yueli slightly: "You...... You are?? ”

The maid next to her came up and took a closer look at Feng Yue, and then said to the middle-aged woman ecstatically: "Madam, madam, this person is very similar to Miss Yueli......"

The middle-aged woman had bad eyes, but she looked at Feng Yueli a few times, shook her head firmly, and said in a very serious tone: "No!" She's not my moonglass!! Yueli is still a child, this girl is already so old, not Yueli! ”

The maid was in tears, and tears were about to fall from her eyes.

Back then, when Miss Fengwu Yueli was born, she remembered the breath on Miss's body.

In the South China Continent, everyone who practices martial arts will have a special aura on their bodies.

Although you can't recognize it by your appearance alone, you will never be wrong by your breath.

Feng Yueli took out the spirit stone jade pendant in her hand, and the jade pendant was placed on her white hand: "Mother, I am Yueli, I came to pick you up and go home......"

When Lin Qinghuan heard Feng Yueli's words, his eyes fell on the spirit stone jade pendant and never moved.

After a long time, she nodded excitedly, took the spirit stone jade pendant in Yueli's hand, and looked at Feng Yueli carefully again: "You are Yueli...... You're really Yueli. ”

For so many years, she thought that Feng Yueli had been sealed by her internal strength and martial rank, and she was afraid that she would not be able to live too long.

But—she was afraid that her daughter would leave this world.

Every night, when she woke up in the middle of the night, it was Feng Yueli's unforgettable questioning.

Feng Yueli nodded slightly, her beautiful eyes were clouded: "Mother, I'm Yueli, I'm here."

Lin Qinghuan came over and looked her up and down: "It's been nineteen years, it's been nineteen years, you have grown into a big girl, my mother is very happy, very happy."

She said twice in a row that she was happy, and that happiness had overflowed her whole body and mind, and she couldn't say it.

The next moment, Lin Qinghuan's face turned pale, his whole person convulsed, and after a long time, he fell to the ground.

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