Chapter 621

The whole flower hall, crying most sincerely, only an Xiaoyu's mother. This young woman, without the exaggerated posture and cry of others, was just pale and crying silently. Her eyes were filled with great sadness and guilt. Murong Ling's ears were sharp, and she heard her low murmur, "rain, mother's rain..."

Murong Ling's eyes were red, and her tears fell down.

As soon as Bai Wen's eyes were fixed, he raised his hand to wipe away her tears. He didn't know what to think of. He stood still in the middle of the air and was in a dilemma.

Murong Ling didn't notice his abnormality, because an Xiaoyu's mother fainted because she was too sad and was in chaos for a moment. She quickly went to perform a rejuvenation skill, which made people wake up.

When the woman wakes up, she has no spirit. She looks like she is dead and silent. Murong Ling quickly takes out all the objects of an Xiaoyu. "Mrs. an, this is a relic of Xiao Yu. Take it. I'm sorry I didn't take care of her

The woman hugged an Xiaoyu's clothes tightly, smelling the residual breath above like a madman, and her tears kept falling. Hearing Murong Ling's thanks, she said in a hoarse voice, "I don't blame you. Really, I don't blame you. I all know that yu'er's days in Xianshu are her happiest. The dynasty hears a way, can die in the past, rain son can cultivate an immortal, don't know how happy. When she came back home, she told me that she liked her classmates and her husband... She was very happy. I've never seen her so happy. I want to thank you, Princess Qin, for giving my daughter a happy time. It's useless for me to be a mother. I didn't protect her well. "

She mumbled a lot of words, and the mother's love of boxing was revealed between the lines. Murong Ling's heart seemed to be pressed with a heavy weight, which made her feel heavy and uncomfortable.

It's no wonder that Xiaoyu is so considerate and sensible. In addition to having a sensible mother, it's more because she's not favored at home that she's so sensitive and sensible.

"Madam..."

Uncle Xuanping yelled. The woman only paid attention to her daughter's clothes and wept, but ignored him. His face turned pale and blue, and he was embarrassed. The old prince saw that she didn't give her son face. Just as she was about to reprimand her son, Murong Ling gave her a cold eye and pushed her back. She quickly covered her heart and began to cry.

Murong Ling was very disappointed with the people in Xuanping mansion. She looked at the woman again and asked, "would you like to cultivate immortals with me?"

Immersed in her own world, the woman didn't respond. The rest of the family was shocked. Xuan Pingbo asked eagerly, "what does immortal mean? Can my wife cultivate immortals? "

Murong Ling nodded. Just now, when she was performing rejuvenation, she gave a formula to test her spirit. She found that like an Xiaoyu, she was the root of both water and wood. This is very reasonable. Her children's ability to cultivate immortals is inherited from their parents.

Seeing her nodding, the whole room was in an uproar. The rest of the family eagerly looked at Murong Ling. Even Xuan Pingbo breathed unsteadily and asked, "immortal, can I cultivate immortals?"

For the sake of Xiaoyu's family, Murong Ling suppresses her disgust and shows them a group spirit testing formula. As a result, except for Mrs. an's blue and green color, no one else moves.

All of them have seen or heard about the recruitment of disciples in the immortal department, and they know what it means - only Mrs. an is qualified for cultivation in the whole family.

"No! I don't agree! "

The old prince jumped out for the first time and objected, "a wife should be in the back house to teach her husband and son. How can she leave a big family to cultivate immortals? Immortal, thank you for your kindness. We have lost Yu Er and don't want to lose Zhen Niang any more. "

Xuan Pingbo didn't speak, but he didn't want to look at his twinkling eyes. As for the rest of his family, he almost put his opposition on his face.

Human nature, it's terrible.

They don't want Mrs. an to cultivate immortals. It's just selfish. Although an Xiaoyu is also a woman, she has the blood to settle down in her body, and the honor is earned by settling down. But Mrs. an, once she cultivates immortality, almost severs the relationship between husband and wife with Xuan Pingbo. She can't shelter her from settling down at all. What's beneficial is her mother's family.

Since they can't get it, naturally they don't want Mrs. an to make a great success.

Murong Ling frowned with disgust at their ugly faces. She looked at Zhengzhu and asked, "zhenniang, do you want to stay in this house, or do you want to fulfill Xiaoyu's unfinished wish to set foot on the fairyland and live happily in the world?"

Hearing Xiaoyu's name, Zhen Niang, who had been out of her wits, suddenly raised her head, her dead eyes suddenly burst out a bright light, and looked at her firmly, "immortal! I do! I'm willing to repair for yu'er! Finish the immortal road for her

Murong Ling nodded happily. Although Zhen Niang was too old to be a Taoist, she was a person who had experienced the vicissitudes of life and the vicissitudes of life. Her heart was more indomitable, and she had more achievements in the immortal way.

Even so, she said, "if you want to be clear, you are not the best age to cultivate immortals. You may not be able to build yuan all your life. Are you still willing to cultivate immortals?""I will!" Zhen Niang's voice is firm.

"Well, in that case, follow me."

Zhen Niang stood up, but Xuanping Bola stopped. He looked at her with a complicated look. "Zhen Niang, don't go. I can't live without you."

Zhen Niang did not have the slightest expression on her wet face, just looked at him lightly, "let's leave."

"No! I don't agree! " Xuan Pingbo retorted excitedly, "Zhen Niang, you can go to cultivate immortals, but you can't be separated. It's not that the cultivation of immortals is to break love. Look at the king and Princess of Qin, aren't they husband and wife? "

Zhen Niang chuckled, "come on, if it wasn't for yu'er who was chosen as the immortal, you would have already retired me. Nothing, right

An Xiaoyu is a daughter, not included at all.

Xuan Pingbo looked at her awkwardly, "did you hear that?"

"Yes, I've heard all about you and your mother." Zhen Niang broke away from her hand and said faintly, "if you leave me, you can marry another noble girl. Isn't that what you want? While the news of yu'er's death hasn't come out, you can choose a noble girl, or I'll make trouble and you won't get any good. "

Xuanpingbo, who was not reconciled to this, immediately flinched, "OK, I'll write you a book about Heli."

She immediately summoned the pen and ink, and wrote down a letter of Heli. Zhen Niang picked up the unfinished Heli, which seemed happy and sad. Finally, she wiped away the tears on her face. Holding her daughter's relics, she looked at Murong Ling with no nostalgia, "immortal, let's go."

Although she didn't force Zhen Niang to sever her relationship with an's family, Murong Ling couldn't help looking up at her with such determination. "OK, let's go."

There is no trace of the past.