"Mother, please...... Yue'er, please, don't say any more...... Mother!"

At this time, Xiaoice Yue was already crying, she begged the woman not to say any more, to save some strength, she stubbornly thought that then her mother could spend more time with her and stay longer, but this was obviously just a luxury.

The woman's voice still didn't stop, the wisp of consciousness she knew was on the verge of dissipating, and if she didn't finish it, it would be completely gone, and she had to hurry.

"Yue'er, remember to get the jade pendant...... Immediately drip your blood, and then enter the consciousness to leave a memory, and ...... later. Be sure to ...... Will jade pendant ...... Personal...... Put away ......"

"Mother, mother...... Don't say it again......" As soon as Xiaoice Yue cried, and just wanted to continue to beg her mother to stop talking, Bingyue reluctantly suppressed Xiaoice Yue's will with her own will.

Xiaoice Yue has completely fallen into the attachment to her mother at this time and cannot extricate herself, but Bingyue is calm, she knows that she needs to be calm at this time, it seems that Xiaoice Yue's mother's divine thoughts will definitely not stay for long, so she forcibly interrupted Xiaoice Yue and temporarily occupied a dominant position.

In fact, Bingyue's mood at this time is also extremely heavy, but fortunately, she has extraordinary self-control, although her personality has changed a lot after merging with Xiaoice Yue's soul, and her feelings seem to be more fragile, but the factor of self-control, which is engraved into the soul, is still preserved.

At this time, Bingyue forced herself to concentrate as much as possible and listen carefully to Xiaoice's mother's message:

"Yue'er, if it's in the future...... Touching to you...... Ask...... The person who whereabouts the jade pendant, cut ...... Cannot...... Hastily...... Believe. You have to ...... Be sure to ...... ...... well Survive! Perhaps......

"Yue'er, don't be sad, perhaps, we ...... It's OK...... Heavy ......"

The woman's weak voice grew more and more ethereal, more and more trance-like, as if she wanted to say something, but did not want to say it, or did not know how to say it.

Through this voice, Bingyue seemed to see a woman with a soft bowel, looking at her with love in her eyes, and finally had to leave with great nostalgia......

The voice finally fell silent, and with it the thousands of words that the woman had not yet spoken.

Seeing that the voice finally disappeared, Bingyue took the initiative to withdraw her will, and Xiaoice Yue immediately took the initiative again, this time, Xiaoice Yue suddenly became very quiet, she seemed to subconsciously hold her breath, for fear of disturbing her mother, and for fear that she would accidentally make a movement to blow away her mother's consciousness......

In fact, she was too worried, she just poked into the storage bag for a little sense, where would there be any breath or something?

Rao is so, Xiaoice Yue is still very stubborn and quietly waiting, looking forward to the voice she has been looking forward to for fifteen years to sound again, and call her "Yue'er" tenderly and lovingly again! That is her mother's voice, that is the voice of the person who loves herself the most in this world, how can she be willing to let that voice disappear forever?

Time is passing minute by minute, the whole world seems to be quiet, if it were not for Xue Feng's immature voice with great worry to remind Bingyue that someone outside the room was found, I am afraid that Xiaoice Yue would stay so calm until the earth is desolate.