Chapter 889

"When I was a child, she was ill. I couldn't take care of her for two days and two nights But in the end, but only in exchange for a - I am a crazy shrew, my life is not worth money. Flying snow She is my daughter born in October! How could she do that to me! "

Nalan Feixue squints coldly. It seems that the cold and heartless words of Nalan Yurong come back to the door that day.

Naran Yurong Hum! Naran Yurong! You are more heartless and righteous than me who has been in the evil way!

While she was crying, Mrs. Nalan grabbed her chest. Suddenly, she was convulsed, and a lot of blood began to spill from the corner of her mouth.

"Mother! How are you doing? " Nalan Feixue quickly held Mrs. Nalan and called nervously, "I'll find a doctor for you! Hold on, mother

"No need Cough... " While coughing up blood, Mrs. Nalan tugged at Nalan Feixue's sleeve and said, "these days, I just want to see you and make sure that my Feixue is still alive. Now Keke, now my mother is very happy to see that you don't have to suffer any more! "

"Mother..." Nalan's eyes were red and he hugged Mrs. Nalan tightly.

At this moment, she found that her mother was so thin that she had only skin and bones left.

"Mother, don't die." Tears trickled down the corner of my eyes, "mother, I'm leaving you as a relative. Please don't leave me!"

Mrs. Nalan shook her head, tears shaking down, "flying snow, I'm afraid I'm afraid I can't hold it Nalan River, you You don't want to take revenge on her, she She is really powerful. The whole Nalan mansion is vulnerable to her. I don't want you to be in danger any more Cough And, in the end, she She let her mother go and gave her an antidote. Feixue, promise her not to go to nalanhexi for revenge and revenge When is it... "

Nalan Feixue wiped the corner of his eyes and said in a choking voice: "OK, mother, I promise you. Since Nalan river finally saved her mother, what if I let her go? "

Mrs. Nalan showed a happy smile on her face. She held out her hand and wanted to touch her daughter's face. She murmured, "flying snow, you should live well Don't fall into the evil way No revenge I hope you are happy Be a good man in the next life Mother is also, I hope next life, can be a Good People... "

The words haven't finished yet, that just touched the hand of Na LAN Fei Snow's face to weakly hang down.

Eyes gently closed, the corner of the mouth is also a touch of hope Ning and smile, it seems as if asleep in general.

Nalan Feixue tightly hugs Mrs. Nalan's gradually cold body and slowly closes her eyes. A tear falls from the corner of her eye.

Two days later, Nalan Feixue buried Mrs. Nalan, and then knelt down in front of her grave.

Beside her was a slender black round barrel, above which Zhu Chongba's face was full of despair, pain and pleading.

He grew up and tried to make a lot of noise, but his tongue and throat were destroyed.

And his fat body, now cut off hands and feet, cut off some flesh, was forced into the black round barrel.

Because of the nourishment of spiritual power, even if he was injured like this, he couldn't die. He could only bear the torture of life as death day after day.

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