"Mother, I don't understand. Why are you doing this?" A handsome man knelt respectfully in the middle of a simple house. Although he called his mother, he didn't have any feelings.
The woman on the seat moved her body, but the light was too dim to see the person on the seat clearly, only her slim figure could be seen vaguely.
"Yu'er, I know you have resentment, but you should know that although you are my son, you still can't get rid of the shackles of heaven. I do it for you."
The man clenched his fist, as if trying to bear something, closed his eyes and asked: "mother, I know that as long as you really want to help me, those reasons you said are not reasons. If If it's your brother, I believe you will not hesitate to do anything for him. After all, he is the son of you and your beloved life, and I'm just your shame, right
The woman sighed and was used to what the man said: "yu'er, you and jun'er are both my sons. I know you have many questions, but why can't you believe your mother? Mother will not harm you. "
The man lowered his head, slowly released his fist, and said, "mother, I just want to know what you are going to do now? Why do you want Qingqing to die? Do you have any plans? "
The woman picked up a book on the table, threw it at the man's feet, and said, "if she doesn't die, your destiny is just like that above. Both sides will lose. This is not the result that mother wants to see."
The man picked it up and turned a few pages. The more he looked, the more frightened he was. After a while, he said, "mother, I know." Then he stood up slowly, turned around and walked a few steps. When he was about to step out of the door, he turned back: "mother, maybe I really misunderstood you. Anyway, thank you this time."
The woman looked at the man's back, but her heart was desolate. Everyone in the world of cultivation said that she was omnipotent, but only she knew that she was just a fragile woman and a loving mother.
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"Qingqing! Clear Xiaoqi patted Qingqing's cheek with her paw. She has been in a coma for three days. Although the owner told her that Qingqing would be OK, she still couldn't help worrying.
"MMM ~" Qingqing woke up and saw the enlarged animal's head. Qingqing was stunned for a moment. His brain couldn't react for a moment and asked, "what's the matter with me?"
Xiao Qi had been ordered by his master for a long time and said, "you are ill, but don't worry. You will get better soon."
She seems to remember to finish the task, but she can't remember what the task is. "How did I get sick?"
Xiaoqi organized the language and tried not to have too many loopholes in his words: "did you forget? After you help Shan Qingqing finish the task, you don't stay much, so you go back to the space. Maybe it's because you are tired of the continuous task, and you faint when you come back. "
Qingqing thought about it seriously, but his memory of the last two worlds was very vague, and he couldn't make sense of anything. He patted his head and said, "forget it, just finish the task. When I'm ready, you can send me directly to the next world." At first, the purpose of Qingqing was to retrieve memory, but now she feels that she has found the pleasure of helping those women whose souls can not rest.