CH 420

Waking up in the middle of the night, little Bai Ling didn't see her gentle mother. Hearing screams and familiar groans outside, she opened the curtains tremblingly, climbed to the window, under the moonlight, saw with her own eyes a man holding her mother's neck on the bridge not far from their house. He lifted her up the river.

When she desperately ran over, what she saw was under the bleak moonlight, the mother lying on the shallow river with bloody head, pale complexion and distorted body.

No matter how much she screamed, her mother could no longer hear her voice, nor would she smile gently at her, let alone talk to her.

It is estimated that in the eyes of Bai Ling's mother, if she was able to find this thing specifically, one must know its usefulness. Who would have thought that Bai Ling picked it up by accident.