Hua Yanqing walked into the simple earth-walled room, hugged Ming Luo who was caught off guard, and cried bitterly: "I just packed my things, and suddenly I felt heartache. For a moment, mom, I really felt that I had lost you.
, I have lost you forever and ever.”
Hua Yanqing was a little reluctant to leave the earthen house where she had lived for twelve years.
"Aluo, Grandpa Wang from the small fishing village built this house for us. Before we leave, we have to thank him first."
Ming Luo nodded. He now needs time to adapt to this body, so that he can find the land of Jiuyou faster and complete the first level of the dream chasing book: the soul returns to the underworld and enters the Jiuyou!
Yuan Chen was also a little confused. The Dream Chasers were not people from the underworld. What was the meaning of entering the underworld in their spells? Or perhaps their ancestors had re-created a land of the underworld for their descendants to practice.
The underworld is boundless and stretches beyond the sky. Yuan Chen had never been to the underworld before his rebirth, so he didn't know where to start looking.
The mayor of the small fishing village is a scrawny old man. His white hair has almost fallen out. His whole body is exhausted and he is not far from death.
"Uncle Yu, we, my mother-in-law, are about to leave. Now we come to say goodbye to you. We can't repay you for your care over the years." Hua Yanqing pressed Ming Luo to the ground again and bowed to the old man, "Are you looking at
A Luo grew up, today you recognize him as your grandson, and he will never forget you when he achieves success in the future."
Ming Luo was caught off guard and directly knocked his head into the soil.
Ming Luo: “??”
Is this really Ming Luo's biological mother?
After being hit like this, Ming Luo's memories rushed into Yuan Chen's true spirit.
Yuan Chen carefully classified and stored it and placed it next to the blood puppet demon seal.
Yu Zhou's face was solemn, and the light reflected in his deep eyes: "You want to leave? Isn't it good to stay here? Do you have to go out to find death?"
Ming Luo raised his head in confusion. Not sure if it was an illusion, he felt that there seemed to be two or three more wrinkles on Grandpa Yu's face.
Hua Yanqing hurriedly said in panic: "Uncle Yu, I have been here for twelve years, and you have imprisoned me for twelve years. Now my spiritual power is completely disabled and I can no longer pose a threat to that person. You
Just let me and Alo go."
Just as Ming Luo was about to dodge, his mother's powerful and heavy palm pressed down and pushed his head into the ground again.
Gray blood flowed out, seeped into the ground, and disappeared.
Yu Zhou remained unmoved and stretched out a palm, but his expression suddenly changed: "What's going on? My Shou Yuan..."
Yu Zhou originally had dozens of white hairs, but they all fell out in an instant. For Yu Zhou, every strand of his hair was one year of his life. Now that all the white hairs have fallen out, that means he
His life is short.
Hua Yanqing moved forward quickly and continuously clicked on Yuzhou's numerous acupuncture points to prevent him from dying immediately.
Hua Yanqing pulled Ming Luo up, took out a small medicine bottle from the pocket on her waist, opened the medicine bottle, and Ming Luo immediately smelled a fresh fragrance. Hua Yanqing carefully applied the medicine on Ming Luo's injured forehead.
at.
Yuan Chen took a breath of cold air and couldn't help but click his tongue, Ming Luo is really not that simple.
The medicine just now contains the ingredients of manifesting ointment, which is a common method for finding body snatchers.
In his memory, Ming Luo actually hated to see his mother cry. As soon as he saw Hua Yanqing crying, he cried too. Not only did he cry, he also comforted his mother while crying.
Yuan Chen wants to look at the sky. What kind of habit is this?
He finally understood why Hua Yanqing cried twice. The first time she cried was probably because she was really scared, but the second time was a complete test.
Yuan Chen Zhenling clearly felt that as Hua Yanqing was applied, the efficacy of the manifesting ointment gradually took effect, Ming Luo's forehead began to become transparent, and the soul inside gradually appeared for others to inspect.
Yuan Chen's true spirit was hidden between the eyebrows of Ming Luo's soul, emitting gray light. Yuan Chen quickly gathered the gray light of the true spirit's gray ball and hid it.
Ming Luo Soul opened his eyes, looking confused and somewhat honest.
After seeing Hua Yanqing's face clearly, Ming Luo Soul shouted excitedly: "Mom!"
Hua Yanqing smiled, but she was puzzled. This was her son's soul. On top of this soul was the unique aura of the fusion of her clan and other clans. This couldn't be wrong.
In other words, her suspicion was wrong. The reason why Ming Luo behaved differently than before was entirely because of water in her head?
At this moment, Hua Yanqing noticed that Ming Luo Soul's eyes had changed, and his entire face also became ferocious.
Hua Yanqing secretly screamed something bad and quickly transformed into an external form to protect her body. Only then did Ming Luo's voice come out.
"Mom, be careful behind you."
There was a bang, and the body's external form was broken. Hua Yanqing took this moment to hide away, but Ming Luo was not so lucky. Another wonderful thing about the spiritual ointment is that once it is applied to the body, the physical body can no longer
move.
After Hua Yanqing escaped, she did not save him in time. Their race is talented. If the other person is really her son, then he will definitely do it.
Yu Zhou returned his light and struck with all his might, blowing Ming Luo away like a broken bamboo.
A large mouthful of gray blood spurted out and evaporated in the air. The True Spirit of Source Chen looked at the woman standing there with her six senses closed in disbelief, feeling endless sadness in her heart.
A giant white rabbit emerged from the ground, swallowed the splattered gray blood, and then dragged Ming Luo away.
After a long time, Hua Yanqing was able to release his six senses, and what he saw was only a trembling old man still lying on the ground, panting, but he seemed to be dying and dying.
Hua Yanqing suddenly felt that she had made a big mistake, that is, if Ming Luo really suffered from brain damage and lost his memory, then her behavior just now was undoubtedly a hint to Ming Luo that her mother did not like him. Once she let him have
With such a mindset, if Ming Luo regains his memory in the future, he may not be able to understand his difficulties.
"Where is my... son... Arlo?"
All the teeth in the bald old man's mouth were gone, and his words were full of leaks: "He died... and was dragged away by... the moon... rabbit..."
Hua Yanqing suddenly shouted hysterically: "Son, my mother can't accompany you on this journey."
"You must live well..."
Hua Yanqing suddenly took off a mask from her face, and her long black hair turned fiery red. The long fiery red hair moved automatically without the wind. Familiar faces in the village appeared one after another. They included old people, children, and young adults.
They wore the simplest clothes, and their faces looked like ordinary people, but the momentum they released was extraordinary. They all rushed toward her with expressionless faces.
"Even if the Bianhua lineage declines, the Lord of the Buried Flowers is not something you, the fallen flowers and willows, can touch."
"No matter how strong you are, it's still a step too late. My son has already left, and Hibiscus Flower has more than one talent." (To be continued)