When a person has lost his faith and has lost everything, it is not a kind of death, and the strangulation of the soul is often more terrible than the sword.

Because it kills the soul of a man, the sword can only kill a person, but it can never defeat him! The destruction of faith is terrible, merciless, irreparable, irreparable!

Zi Duduan looked at Mo Lingzi with his hands in shock and helplessness, tears even flowed from his fingertips, his heart hurt incomparably, hurting her a point, he hurt ten times more than her. Almost unconsciously, Zi Dusk stepped forward and hugged her tightly into his arms, she was too bitter, fate was so unfair, it was not enough to hurt him, even the woman he loved the most, should he be hurt like this?

Now, he just wants to say that she is innocent, that everything is up to him, and that he will not hurt her again!

The phantom snow grass all over the mountain also has low leaves, as if she is sad for their king, as she once said, these phantom snow grass is alive, they have their own choice in life, but as a king, she does not!

Mo Lingzi forcibly stopped her tears, but her eyes were red and her face was full of tears, she couldn't deny her cowardice, and she couldn't be as strong as the mother god expected!

Her shoulders no longer trembled, she pushed Ziduan away with her hard work, no longer looked at his face, ruthlessly snatched the baby in his arms, and flew towards the mountain without looking back, perhaps this was the best choice for the two.

There is almost no time, she can feel that the man is coming, the person she has loved all her life, she has complained about for a lifetime, and she has hated for a lifetime - Feng Junhua. He's here after all!

He came, she died, how ruthless, how helpless.

He was the one who hurt her the most!

He is the king of the Nine Realms and the heavenly king of the world. And she, the master, came here just to fulfill her duty to protect the living beings in the world, and she was not entangled with the world, but because of him, she was reincarnated in the whirlpool of love and hate.

Three lives and three lives, who is right and who is wrong, who can distinguish clearly, in the wheel of fate, who owes whom? Everything will come to an end!

Since this is the arrangement of fate, then she accepts it, it is her fault, she will bear it, but the child is innocent, and she will do her best to protect this innocent child. If she wasn't destined to be a good daughter, a good sister, if all that couldn't be changed. So, let her do her best to be a good mother in the end!

"Child, mother loves you, you have to live strongly, bad luck will not befall the innocent you. "Baby, remember, my mother loves you, I really love you!" Mo Lingzi leaned over and kissed the child's forehead. Raise your head and swipe faster towards the top of the mountain.