The hairpin pinned to Shen Moli's bun that blended into the soul of the maid suddenly fell into the deep ravine because of Shen Moli's falling action.

"Niang-" Shen Moli's face changed abruptly, and he was anxious to pull the falling hairpin, but he couldn't pull the hairpin because the hairpin fell too fast.

However, the hairpin with the rhyme of colorful flowers could not be held by Shen Moli at all.

The hairpin was like a dead leaf falling from a tree, swaying towards the bottom of a deep ravine full of molten lava.

The dazzling colors sparkle in the hairpin, like a yearning colorful butterfly in the dark night, flashing with a confusing light.

Shen Moli almost didn't hesitate, he transformed his spiritual power into a long rope, tied one end to the Puchen sword, and tied the other end between his slender wrists, and pierced the Puchen sword to the dragon that was not deep in the distance, and then pulled the long rope straight and chased towards the hairpin with the soul of the maid.

At the beginning, the soul of the woman returned to the west because of herself, if it were not for this colorful hairpin to keep the remnants of the soul of the mother, I am afraid that the mother would have died in the world for a long time.

Thinking back to all the things he had with his sister-in-law at the beginning, Shen Moli couldn't ignore the falling hairpin.

Even if it was tumbling molten slurry down, it couldn't stop Shen Moli from chasing after the hairpin.

While pursuing, Shen Moli clearly felt that the more he flew down, the hotter the temperature around him became.

It was a temperature high enough to melt copper and iron, and Shen Moli was in it, if it weren't for the extreme cold and black flame on his body, he was afraid that he would have already been invaded by this hot fire poison and died due to the too hot temperature.

Flying quickly, the only object on Shen Moli's neck that was brought out from Mocheng, the necklace like a star, became more and more bright with the hot heat.

In the moment when Shen Moli was chasing the hairpin, he didn't notice it at all, it turned into an arc-shaped star cover, with a little light that was not dazzling, enveloping Shen Moli.

Because of the protection of the star cover, the heat around Shen Moli's body weakened little by little.

The hairpin that can fall quickly in front of him is not as lucky as Shen Moli.

The temperature is too high, so that the colorful petals on the falling hairpin wither one by one, and finally wither so that there are no buds left. The bare flower pole seems to tell the mother-in-law's life is approaching.

Seeing the little bit of bright light disappear between the hairpins, Shen Moli did his best to chase the hairpins as fast as he could.

However, the moment she jumped into the deep ravine, Shen Moli clearly felt that under the influence of the rising heat of the molten slurry, even if she used the demon python technique to speed up, she would never be able to act as fast as in the outside world.

On the contrary, hindered by the boiling heat, Shen Moli used all his strength to pursue the hairpin, but he was getting farther and farther away from the hairpin.

However, with a stick of incense, the hairpin that fell rapidly was swallowed by the molten slurry without leaving a trace......

"Sister-in-law-" Shen Moli stretched out her hand, wanting to pull the hairpin, but the distance of dozens of meters became a gap between her and her mother-in-law that could never be crossed.

Life and death parting, Shen Moli has experienced many times, but none of them can make her feel that she has already adapted.

The pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow was so painful that Shen Moli was almost unable to breathe.

She closed her eyes, and at the moment of falling, she tried to calm her overly agitated heart as much as possible.

At the moment when she saw the hairpin completely engulfed by the molten lava, Shen Moli even hoped that it was herself who was engulfed by the molten lava, and what she rescued was the hairpin.

However, things never if, even if she jumped into the molten at this moment, she could not pick up the hairpin that was completely engulfed in the molten again.

Even, the hairpin that withered all the petals was afraid that it had already melted into nothingness under the blazing heat of the molten slurry.

But in the fall, a voice sounded in Shen Moli's ears: "You have to live well...... If you are well, it will be my greatest blessing. ”

Almost instantly, Shen Moli had already identified the owner of the voice as the maid-in-law!

Then, a pillar of colorful light shot out directly from the molten slurry, quickly lifting Shen Moli up and quickly bringing him out of the deep ravine.

The colorful light scattered into bits of light as Shen Moli landed safely, completely disappearing between heaven and earth.

"Niangniang-" Unlike the previous shout, Shen Moli reached out to catch a little spot of light and muttered in a low voice.

It was another life-and-death parting, and such a painful feeling spread in Shen Moli's heart.

Shen Moli looked at the faint spot of light, which disappeared in her palm, and inadvertently a little teardrop slipped from the corner of her eye.

All her strength in the face of danger and hardship was wiped out in this instant.

On weekdays, no matter how hard it is, Shen Moli has never shed tears. Her tears are never for compassion, never for thousands of dangers, but they will flow silently at the moment of losing her mother-in-law.

Especially at the last moment when he saw his mother-in-law coming to the end of her life, she had to spare no effort to push her out of the deep ravine, and a thousand emotions that were difficult to save her mother were constantly surging in Shen Moli's heart.

Affected by emotions, the necklace around Shen Moli's neck also shone more and more.

The light shone around Shen Moli's body, but in a moment, Shen Moli's long black hair turned into silver threads.

Somehow, the corners of Luo Yi's clothes, which were dyed pale green by the light, swayed gently, and there were curling smoke, rising from the swaying corners of his clothes.

On Shen Moli's necklace, there were pearls that gradually opened the fixation of the string, like dozens of stars, slowly dispersed, and finally turned into Dao light, which immediately merged into Shen Moli's body.

Shen Moli's already fair skin, because of the integration of this light, instantly looked even more white and tender. From a distance, the skin that can be broken by the snap of a finger is like cream, as if a drop of water can pop out of it with a light touch.

Looking at Shen Moli's face again, his eyes flowed, his eyebrows were slender, and his face was full of complex emotions and was calmed down at this moment.

The traces of the two teardrops also slowly disappeared with the thousands of thoughts in Shen Moli's heart.

"From now on, your enmity is my enmity, and your wish is my wish. Shen Moli whispered, as if he was talking about his dead maid, and as if he was remembering it. Her voice was soft and tactful, and the words hid the softness in her heart, and her sentences carried the sincere friendship with her mother-in-law.

Even if the maid is the daughter of a puppet emperor who has been rejected by the world, her life is longer than that of the puppet phoenix a long time ago.

But no matter what kind of person the maid is, in Shen Moli's heart, she is always the maid, and the friendship is worthy of her life and death.

Shen Moli's demeanor was solemn, and when he observed carefully, he couldn't read the slightest bit of joy, anger and sorrow in Shen Moli's heart. In addition, the eyes and teeth are bright, and the complexion is white and greasy, just like the state of clear water hibiscus, which makes people feel that they can only be seen from a distance and cannot be blasphemed.