"Young City Lord..." Asi walked over with all his steps, "Young City Lord, he is always your father. Don't kill him, you will be punished by God. "

"Get out!" Mu Feng shouted coldly, "When he killed my mother, why didn't he think of the word "Divine Condemnation"? He was no longer afraid of being punished by God. What else am I afraid of?"

Asi had a pale face and wanted to persuade him, but it was useless no matter what he said.

How could the fifteen years of hatred be resolved overnight?

His wrists shook violently, and Mu Feng stared at the man lying on the ground with blood red eyes, "Xiao Yishan, since you don't love me, then don't be interested in the next life."

"Young City Lord!"

"Feng'er..."

"Young City Lord!"

Three sounds sounded together.

Mu Feng's sword pierced the skin on Xiao Yishan's neck. He was about to go deeper into it, but the word "Feng'er" was pulled back to his senses, and his hand movements came to an abrupt end.

His mind shook, as if he didn't believe it, and turned his head blankly to look-

At the gate of the city, a faint figure, wrapped in a cloak, wearing a white dress, walked towards him step by step.

The woman's face was three-point similar to his, her eyes were as beautiful as autumn water, and she looked very beautiful. Unfortunately, her face was too pale and her lips were bloodless. It was like a person who hadn't seen the sun for a long time, and her skin was so white that she gave people a sick beauty.

"Feng...Feng'er..." Mu Chuxia held her body and walked to him. Perhaps because of her coma for many years, Mu Chuxia, who had just woken up, may not be as natural and fluent as ordinary people in speaking.

Butler Xu followed Mu Chuxia, looking like she was here to protect her.

Mu Feng's eyes were filled with surprise and shock. Did such a person who had not met in fifteen years appear in front of him like this?

The sword in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang" with a "clang".

"Feng'er, I've grown up..." Mu Chuxia's second sentence was about this.

I grew up, yes, butler Xu has told her that it has been fifteen years, and it has been fifteen years since the day she died.

From the time her consciousness dissipated and she suffered the pain of her heart, she did not think about waking up again.

Mu Feng's eyes were staring at Mu Chuxia, a familiar and unfamiliar face.

From the corner of my eyes, I saw Mu Chuxia's heart. She was wearing a white dress, and her heart seemed to be injured and was covered in blood.

"this……"

Mu Chuxia shook her head, "Nothing."

Her eyes looked at Mu Feng with autumn water.

Mu Feng covered the shock in his heart and said calmly: "Mom, you really... aren't dead?"

After fifteen years of separation, the mother-son family affection has not decreased at all.

Fifteen years ago, Mu Feng was only five years old. The five years of his childhood were the happiest time in his life. Mu Chuxia is a very beautiful woman, understanding, but not cute.

She is not like a woman in the boudoir, she is more like a flower outdoor, allowing the wind and rain to blow, but still maintains her own nature.

So fifteen years later, when she saw Mu Feng again, she did not cry.

"I'm going to ask him." Mu Chuxia's eyes were plain and quiet.

Xiao Yishan looked at the mother and son, and there was a smile in his eyes, which was peace of mind.

"What's going on?" Mu Feng's eyes turned cold as he looked at Xiao Yishan.
Chapter completed!