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Qiao Mu ran all the way out of the dungeon, a long water spirit whip emerged from his hand, and with two swishes he flattened the two stone statues in front of him.
Her fingers squeezed tightly.
Until her husband quickly floated over, held her in his arms, and gently opened the fingers she held one by one.
"Qiaoqiao, don't be sad, okay."
"Don't you think I'm cruel? Don't you think I'm extremely vicious? I don't even agree to someone's instructions before I die. How heartless, cruel and heartless I am."
"But I don't want him to disturb my mother's eternal sleep. Because he doesn't deserve it at all."
"Nonsense. Qiao Qiao is the weakest person in the world." Mo Lian hugged her and comforted her softly, "He really doesn't deserve it."
Speaking of it, when she first returned to China, although Qiao Qiao didn't say it, Mo Lian knew in her heart that she had expectations.
She will be kind to everyone who shows kindness to her.
However, Mu Jingfeng, with his own hands, extinguished the relationship between father and daughter, which was originally so weak that it could easily be broken off, little by little.
"I will definitely kill the person who gave him the medicine and told him to die."
"This is the last obligation I have to fulfill for him as his daughter."
To avenge her father, she would kill whoever killed him!
"He should be happy with your mother." Mo Lian was silent for a while and finally said.
Qiao Mu smiled coldly, "Oh, you don't want those impure feelings."
"Um."
Perhaps, Mu Jingfeng always thought that the one he liked was his childhood sweetheart Mu Qingya.
I am very unhappy that my mother married my mother through a family marriage.
Or maybe, after his mother left, he suddenly realized his true feelings and started looking for substitutes all day long, trying to find some shadow of his mother in them.
¡°For example, Yuan Qiong¡¯er, the wife he raised outside, has eyes a bit like his mother¡¯s.
But that¡¯s just a few similarities. No one can be Long Chuyun, and no one is Long Chuyun.
Long Chuyun is dead, and she will never come back.
The past is the past, nothing can go back.
Qiao Mu stayed at Mu¡¯s house and left shortly after.
Mr. Mu was deeply saddened by the death of his eldest son, but because it was not a decent way to die, he ordered his body to be taken to the back mountain to be burned.
They found a secluded place, erected a tomb, and sent people to notify Qiao Mu.
After Qiao Mu sent the Mu family away, he stood quietly in front of the window for a while, and finally said nothing.
Mo Lian walked in from outside the house, and when she saw her daughter-in-law's sullen face, she couldn't help but frown slightly.
He walked forward, put out his arms and hugged her and said, "It's all over, don't think too much about it, okay."
Qiao Mu nodded, "Don't think about it anymore, there's no point in thinking about it."
"If we touch the pastry of the City of Shadows, Tianyun will surely counterattack quickly, so we must be prepared."
"Okay, don't think too much about these troublesome things, leave them to your husband to deal with." Mo Lian lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead, "Go to bed first. Only if you sleep well can Baby Mo be happy."
Qiao Mu touched his belly and thought so.
If she doesn¡¯t sleep, Baby Mo needs to sleep too.
For the sake of Qiaoqiao¡¯s baby, have a good sleep!
¡°Who knows that your husband¡¯s implication is that Baby Mo in your belly will start meditating only when you fall asleep.
¡°It¡¯s not just because of my husband, I discovered it after careful observation over the past few days. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com