Mother An stretched out her hand, and the void touched the place where An Linglong was, "Ten years of Yangshou is ten years of Yangshou, Mr. Mo, please save her!" ”

"Mom......" An Linglong looked at An's mother with teary eyes, but she didn't know what to say.

An's mother is a star, she focused on her career when she was young, and her children were very late, and she had a pair of twin daughters when she was thirty years old.

An's father was four years older than An's mother.

Subtract ten years of yang life, isn't this killing them?

Is it possible to stop it?

Out of one's wits...... Linglong is equivalent to completely disappearing from this world.

God is so unfair, why are the murderers still at large, but it is their family who is unlucky!

"Please, save her!" Holding his wife's hand, An's father also looked firm.

"Okay, since you have made up your mind, for the sake of Little Sugar Bao'er's face, I will help you this time." After Mo Fei finished speaking, he took out a delicate bell from his cuff and shook it gently.

Ding-bell.

Ding-bell.

The bell rang quickly, but regularly.

Father and Mother listened to it, and couldn't help but slowly lean against each other and fell asleep.

Mo Fei took out two talismans and pasted them on the heads of the two of them, and the yellow talisman paper was gradually dyed with a wisp of red.

As the rune paper became more and more red, An's father and mother's face became worse and worse, and a lot of gray hair gradually grew on their heads.

By the time the rune paper was red and shining, An's father and mother had both aged a lot.

Mo Fei went over and lifted them off.

As soon as the rune paper left An's father and mother's body, it suddenly spontaneously combusted, and after a while, it turned into a pile of red ashes.

Mo Fei sprinkled these ashes on An Linglong's body, and An Linglong's body gradually returned to its original state, no, it should be said that it was much better than the previous recovery.

Mo Fei took back the bell and said to An Lingling, "Although this little girl's ghost spirit is complete, she is still too weak to stay in the yang world for too long, so I took her away." After seventy-seven forty-nine days, she will be released, and as for your parents, they will be very weak in recent times and need to be taken care of. ”

Mother An stretched out her hand, and the void touched the place where An Linglong was, "Ten years of Yangshou is ten years of Yangshou, Mr. Mo, please save her!" ”

"Mom......" An Linglong looked at An's mother with teary eyes, but she didn't know what to say.

An's mother is a star, she focused on her career when she was young, and her children were very late, and she had a pair of twin daughters when she was thirty years old.

An's father was four years older than An's mother.

Subtract ten years of yang life, isn't this killing them?

Is it possible to stop it?

Out of one's wits...... Linglong is equivalent to completely disappearing from this world.

God is so unfair, why are the murderers still at large, but it is their family who is unlucky!

"Please, save her!" Holding his wife's hand, An's father also looked firm.

"Okay, since you have made up your mind, for the sake of Little Sugar Bao'er's face, I will help you this time." After Mo Fei finished speaking, he took out a delicate bell from his cuff and shook it gently.

Ding-bell.

Ding-bell.

The bell rang quickly, but regularly.

Father and Mother listened to it, and couldn't help but slowly lean against each other and fell asleep.

Mo Fei took out two talismans and pasted them on the heads of the two of them, and the yellow talisman paper was gradually dyed with a wisp of red.

As the rune paper became more and more red, An's father and mother's face became worse and worse, and a lot of gray hair gradually grew on their heads.