Chapter 1330

His right hand, which he wanted to stab, was suddenly caught. Mingyuejun instinctively looked at him. He was a man in Xuanyi who was in his thirties. He had a long face and a long body. His eyes were bright and dignified. I feel that my left hand is also gently held up. Again, I can see that the person is not someone else. It's Kui Fei who has been treating herself very well.

Feel the wound sent bursts of warmth, waves into the bottom of my heart, seems to wake up something, and with that warmth waves over the left hand pain. The strange feeling makes mingyuejun look at the wound he never dares to see seriously, but he finds that the wound is shining slightly. The light seems to come from Kui Fei, and also from himself, holy and soft. But for a moment, the light gradually dissipated, and the wound healed miraculously and automatically, just like the sharp sword cut last time, leaving no trace. The difference is that the reason of this wound healing seems very clear, but it still makes mingyuejun very surprised, can't help looking up to Kui Fei.

Although the injury has been healed, Kui Fei still gently holds up mingyuejun's left hand and carefully checks it. After confirming that mingyuejun's left hand is intact, she doesn't say a word. She just looks up at mingyuejun quietly.

Why? Why did she look at herself like that? She and her daughter qingruoshui are enemies, but she thinks her eyes are not disgusted or resentful. If she does not help her parents, why does she not feel guilty in her eyes when she is hurt by her daughter? Instead, she is deeply distressed, reluctant to give up... And kind to blame? Yes, it's a kind reproach, just like a loving mother blaming her child for not taking good care of herself! But... But she is not her own mother. Her daughter is here. She is the woman who once respected and admired, but now detested. It seems... It seems that there was once a woman who looked at herself with the same eyes. In that vision, what courage, anger, awe inspiring domineering all vent light, replaced by an unspeakable grievance poured into my heart. It seems that the grievance is not only born just now, but also contains all kinds of grievances that I have gone through but forgotten. They all rush into my heart, inexplicably weak and helpless. I don't know when, in the more than two years since I remember, mingyuejun, who had never cried before, could not help but burst into tears. One or two drops fell down her cheek and fell to the ground.

"Sister Mingyue! Isn't it all right? Why do you cry instead? Is it still painful? You never cry Finally, I arrived at mingyuejun, but I saw that mingyuejun, who had always been strong and calm, had never shed tears in front of me. She was so sad and frightened that she quickly pulled her left hand, which obviously had no scars, and looked at it carefully.

"Yes! You don't cry much! Is it hard? " This time, she asked Gu Liubo, who was full of tears. I don't know when, she also came to mingyuejun and carefully examined mingyuejun's left hand with ningran.

"Little girl, no shape! I'm sorry to hurt the girl and your friend! I'm here to make amends for my daughter! " Before mingyuejun answers, the man in black who holds mingyuejun's right hand has released her right hand, clasping hands and apologizing respectfully.

"Little girl Is she your daughter? " After the man interrupted, mingyuejun finally stopped his tears. In a trance, he couldn't wipe away his tears, but he seemed to be interested in the man's identity.

"Good! I am the father of that wicked girl The man replied politely.