"Mommy, don't talk nonsense, I didn't want Mommy... Hey... Mommy... have you recovered your memory?" Her tone was completely different from before. After amnesia, Mommy was too gentle to curse, and now
... Tears flashed in Situ Lan's eyes, and his face was gradually covered by surprise.
"I remember some, but I still haven't remembered some of the memories that I think are very important. But it's enough to remind me that you are my son who likes stinky beauty. You have worked hard these days." She lost her memory this time, and he seemed to have grown up a lot.
Young Master, An Luoluo reached out and stroked the top of his head, feeling a little guilty and a little relieved.
"Smelly mom, you are really back, I... Wow..." His mommy finally came back, and the grievances and grievances she had been feeling for the past few days suddenly turned into a burst of earth-shattering crying.
"I have already remembered that you are my son, why are you still crying?" When did her son become made of water? An Luoluo was stunned for a moment, but then she reached out and hugged him into her arms, tenderly
She patted him on the back. This period of time was enough for him.
"Smelly mother, I hate you. I thought you didn't want me anymore. You said you don't remember me... ugh..." She didn't even know how sad he was when she said this.
"Okay, it's all my fault. Stop crying. If you keep crying, the church will be flooded with your tears." An Luoluo said exaggeratedly.
"How can you say it is so exaggerated... Huh..." Before Situ Lan could finish his words, suddenly there was a rumble of thunder from the horizon. Looking up, he saw dark clouds rolling in the sky and the sun and moon without light. He immediately ate it.
Startled, "Mommy, it seems like it's going to rain heavily."
"It's not going to rain heavily. Your father must have used special energy. Let's go out and have a look." What's going on? If he was just dealing with Qiu Yunfeng, Situ Ran could deal with him without special abilities. Could it be...
...An Luoluo stood up from the ground, and there was indeed a smell in the air that was still unfamiliar to her. She was startled, "There is a master coming from outside."
"Mommy, Qiu Jinfeng has appeared. He must be here to save his son. Let's get out quickly." Situ Lan said, holding her hand and walking outside.
"Son, wait a minute." An Luoluo took two steps, turned back to the church, and took a gun in the hand of Qiu Yunfeng's murdered man. She would need it when necessary.
Outside the church, the person confronting Situ Ran was indeed Qiu Jinfeng. In the powerful airflow that swept through the remaining clouds, a violent and bloodthirsty aura filled the entire sky.
Qiu Yunfeng fell to the ground dying. His dull eyes were covered in scarlet, and he was obviously seriously injured.
"Hate Jinfeng, tiger poison cannot eat its seeds. In order to deal with me, you don't even let your own son go. You are so ruthless." At this moment, Situ Ran has turned into the Lord Zi Yao, with long purple hair.
The strong wind was blowing domineeringly, and the purple eyes revealed a violent and bloody murderous aura.
"God Lord Zi Yao, as long as we can get your power, our enemy can dominate the entire Guwu family. As long as our enemy can rise, Yunfeng's sacrifice will be worthwhile, and our enemy's descendants will be proud of him."
Qiu Jinfeng, who was standing on the top of the church, looked at Qiu Yunfeng below, a flash of guilt flashed in his eyes, but he soon regained his arrogance.
