Chapter 182

Gong Zilin frowned tightly, grabbed song Ningyu's hand and shouted, "she's dead. She has no pulse and breath. Song Ningyu, you can give me enough!"

Song Ningyu lowered her eyes and shook weakly with Gong Zilin's shaking action. She pushed away Gong Zilin's cold hands that were somewhat similar to her and said, "I know, go out. I want to stay alone."

The faint voice didn't have any ups and downs. Gong Zilin held her tightly in his arms. He couldn't go out and throw song Ningyu here alone. How important mother Qi was to her. When Gong Zilin went to the house for the first time, he saw her so meticulous and patient to a person for the first time, and even didn't hesitate to get angry with Wei Xue.

Such a cool and indifferent temperament, it turned out to be so powerful to start a fire.

"I'll accompany you. I'll accompany you whatever you do. OK? Don't be sad. Don't you have to find your mother-in-law? I'll accompany you and we'll find it together." Gong Zilin was worried, but didn't know how to comfort her. For the first time, he felt that he had an empty mouth and couldn't speak. Song Ningyu gradually calmed down in his arms.

The warm chest was in sharp contrast to Qi's mother's cold temperature. She had to find her mother back.

"Gong Zilin, one day, you will become a legend, a legend more powerful than the emperor of the holy ancestor." song Ningyu's low voice echoed in the quiet cave. Gong Zilin was silent and had another calculation in his heart.

"Yes. I will." when Gong Zilin remembered it again many years later, he suddenly found that song Ningyu was talking about you, not us. But at that time, it was too late to destroy.

Some love comes quietly, so you don't know how to deal with it, but you also lose it.

She put the comb back into Qi's mother's arms and walked out of the cave. Too much sadness had no effect on her. The only thing she could do was to make herself stronger.

As soon as the stone gate was opened, the cold wind of the call sign mixed with flying snow poured into it. Bai Sui and Long Fei were discussing something not far away. They were very fierce. As soon as they saw the stone gate opened here, they ran towards this side.

Seeing that there was no trace on song Ningyu's face except cold indifference, they looked at each other and said to song Ningyu, "villa leader."

Song Ningyu waved his hand and walked towards the position of the study: "prepare something for cremation."

Long Fei turned to prepare the cremation. Bai followed song Ningyu's steps and hurried forward and said, "villa leader, the old man said before leaving that he asked the villa leader not to find his wife."

Song Ningyu stopped walking forward, turned around and looked at Bai Sui for a moment: "what did you say?"

Bai followed his eyes and repeated the previous words again.

Song Ningyu only felt that the things in her head exploded and couldn't tell what was what. She clearly saw her mother. The color of the city and the appearance of holding a scepter were solemn and full of deterrence. It was clearly just an illusion, but why did the two people say the same thing? Don't look for her, why not!

"Why..." song Ningyu murmured, looking at the closed stone gate, sinking into some instability.

Bai Sui hung his eyes and said, "the old man said that if the villa master had to find it, he must find the master of the bamboo emperor jade."

"Bamboo emperor jade? What is it?" song Ningyu relaxed slightly. What is bamboo emperor jade? In other words, if she had to find her mother, mother Qi would not stop her. Right?

Bai Sui hung his eyes: "my subordinates don't know, and the old man didn't say."

Gong Zi said to Feng Dan, who followed behind him: "find out the bamboo emperor jade." Feng's figure disappeared in the wind and snow.

Song Ningyu walked to the hall with Bai Sui. At this time, there was a boiling in the hall. Dozens of strong men in green shouted good around the purple smoke in purple yarn and plain clothes!

The excitement in the cold winter seems to open a sunflower, melting the cold of the ice.

"How dare you! These guys still want to laugh here when the old man dies!" Long Fei pulled his sleeves and went towards those guys. Song Ning said coldly: "it doesn't matter. Are everything ready?"

Long Fei's eyes fell on the woman in the crowd. He moved like a cloud and water. After a few moves, he saw the victory or defeat. This is the strength of Gong Zilin

He recovered from Bai Sui's cough, nodded repeatedly and said, "everything is ready. It's the quietest place in our family. It's said that it can connect with the sky. Song Ningyu went to the highest point with Long Fei. That place is very good. The soul is floating upward. In this way, it may be easier.

Snowflakes floated on the heads of all the people, emitting a faint warm and moist meaning. There was a thin layer of ice on the bluestone road. The road was not easy to walk. It was such a foggy weather. Gong Zi walked in front of song Ningyu and held her tightly with one hand. The snow and fog became heavier and heavier. At the beginning, he could see the scene three meters away, but after a while.

The wind and snow blew in the face. In the twists and turns of the forest, it would be very difficult to walk up if they were not closely relied on by the people. The people in front of them were carrying pine oil and firewood, and the two people behind them were carrying the old man, and they climbed up the mountain with difficulty.

Everyone held hands and cooperated in such a United Way for the first time. Bai Sui and Long Fei carried the old man, looked at the road ahead, bit their teeth, and then walked towards the front. Song Ningyu held Bai Sui tightly with one hand and shouted, "pay attention to your feet. The front walks slower."

It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day. She must send Qi's mother away. They climbed up again. They saw a small pavilion built on a raised boulder on the top of the mountain. The pavilion was covered with wind and snow. Song Ningyu put everything in a wide place next to the Pavilion.

The wind and snow came face-to-face and hurt her face. Gong Zilin stood in front of her quietly, pointed to the rising sun and said with a smile: "madam, the weather is like this. It's not that the sun is not absent."

Song Ningyu gently straightened Qi's mother's clothes and responded faintly. This is indeed the best place where the mountain meets the sky. Looking from a distance, it seems that floating clouds and wind and snow are at the bottom of his eyes. The fiery red sun shines in the air, and the thick clouds block the temperature of the sun. However, it does exist.

"Villa leader." after finishing everything, Long Fei handed the torch to song Ningyu. If there was no pine oil in the firewood, it would be very difficult to melt the snow.

"I'll get my mother back. You can rest assured."

The torch is close to the firewood. The firewood burns fiercely. Under the huge fire, song Ningyu feels a faint warmth. His eyes are full of the appearance of the fire. Song Ningyu regrets that such cremation will hurt? But it's frozen all year round. Will it be very cold? Even death has to be painful, not to mention living, such a difficult and simple thing.

Gong Zilin pointed to the fire light intertwined into the blue sky and said with a smile, "madam, look, she's saying goodbye to you."

Song Ningyu looked at him along his line of sight and smiled slowly, as if in the snow misty air. Mother Qi really stood there and waved away with her slowly.