Chapter 1,735

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The clear light gradually dimmed, as if it was crawling with dense ants and being swallowed up.

At this moment, Chu Cheng will relax his mind and suppress his own soul deep in his body, in order to absorb the greed, ignorance, and desire in this heavenly tomb. Anyone else might get lost here and become a puppet of the evil demon in this sky tomb. But for Chu Cheng, the thought of Tailing that suppresses the depths of his soul is a trump card that can reverse everything.

For the Tailing body, this abyss is just an unknown world full of mystery that needs to be explored. Perhaps, in this unknown world, there are still dangers for me, but it is definitely not this confusing.

……..

A thatched house, a candlelight, and a wooden bed spread with cotton mattresses form a warm home.

Day after day, month after month. The child is immersed in his mother's gentleness day and night. He is intoxicated in his mother's arms and her gentle whispers.

This is the taste of mother. The temperature that I read about day and night.

Tonight, the child ate the pimple soup made by his mother, lay in his mother's arms, the rocking chair creaked softly, and looked up at the night sky.

The bright moon hangs high, and the silver light falls on the face, which is very comfortable.

The woman caressed the child's silky hair, with a happy face on her face. She coaxed her child to sleep in a soft voice. It was not until the child fell asleep that she frowned and looked out of the courtyard.

Outside the courtyard, under an old locust tree, the woman saw an old man in black, leaning against the locust tree.

The darkness pours down and sets off the old man's face like a dead tree, which looks particularly gloomy and makes people feel a little scared.

"You are too involved in the drama." Outside the courtyard, the old man in black stared at the woman in the courtyard, and spoke with murderous intent.

The moonlight fell on the woman's face, highlighting this pure beauty. She looked down at the child in her arms, and the night wind blew by. The woman pursed her lips, her eyebrows stretched, and she smiled at the corner of her mouth. She looked up at the old man outside the hospital. Youyou said: "I don't know who you are, but I know that Jingling is my child. No one in this world can love him more than me."

Hearing this, the old man in black sneered and said, "I want to ask, why are you here? And...how do you know he is your child?"

woman

He was silent and didn't answer, just caressing the forehead of the child in his arms.

"I want to tell you that we have no hatred, and you don't have to have murderous intentions. If you also like to respect spirits, then you can stay and we will raise him together."

"You are right. We have no grievances. But you should know why you are here." The old man shook his head and said coldly again: "Put him down and leave him to me."

"Since there is no grudge, why did you stop me?" The woman chuckled and hugged the child in her arms tighter.

"The mistake is that you shouldn't pretend to be his mother. It's precisely because this child is greedy that he is filled with true feelings every moment. You shouldn't take advantage of this."

"He loves his mother very much, and he loves me very much. He is my baby. As a mother, why should I take advantage of him?" The woman patted the child. He looked at his back and said softly: "It seems that you love him very much too. Thank you for taking care of him during the years when I was away. The scenery here is very beautiful, and you can see the respectful smile every day. You stayed Wouldn't it be better to accompany us?"

"Haha, it is precisely because you are willing to perish at this moment. In fact, he has already known your purpose here. I have taught him many, many truths, and in fact he understands them. This place will only be his temporary Stop."

Dark clouds flowed, temporarily blocking the bright moon. When the moonlight appeared again, the position of the light changed.

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He has white hair and looks like a fairy.

An extremely horrifying scene reflected in his clear pupils.

In the darkness, a woman with disheveled hair, rotten skin everywhere and covered with maggots, holding a sleeping child in her arms, slowly walked towards the old man step by step.

To be precise, she headed towards the light. She should look bright and beautiful in the daytime, not in the dark and unable to see anyone.

But at this moment, the moon in the sky disappeared.

The sky and the earth were dark, and there was a thick mist all around, covering everything.

The woman seemed to feel the movement in her arms and laughed.

"Why did you stop me? Here,

I will always be her mother and he will always be happy here. "At this moment, the woman's aura reached its peak, and a force powerful enough to crush an entire sky spurted out of her body!

"False phantoms are false after all. Behind this glamour, there is nothing but mud and decay." The old man chuckled, and as he finished speaking, a strong wind blew up, and for a moment the heaven and earth were turbulent, and the sword energy rushed everywhere.

"What I have taught you is that people should not stay in the past, but look for your future. Today, I will teach you the last sword. This is to compose music with thoughts and use the future as a beacon to stir up the strange power and chaos here. god!"

There was a sword, unsheathed, and the light from the sword illuminated the sharp eyes of the old man and also illuminated the face of the child.

The boy opened his eyes and seemed to feel a familiar smell. He suddenly turned his head and looked at the old man in a daze, bursting into tears.

"Master......"

He was just an abandoned baby, and his humble efforts to please only resulted in blind torture in the end. At the end, he was dying and everyone thought he was going to die.

His "corpse" was thrown into a pit of death. Fortunately, I survived with just one breath.

Qiying could no longer remember how long he had been unconscious.

During that time, the sky was dark and snowy. Occasionally, hungry ferocious birds would break in and eat the bones in the pit, and even half of their own faces would be pecked open.

But he was lucky and survived by eating birds of prey alive. Even though he was in jail, he never gave up on living. Because he can gain freedom here and finally stop humbly trying to please others. He believed that no matter how desperate the situation was, as long as he persisted in his faith and prayed sincerely, he could leave hell alive.

This is something that the gods cannot give. Only the old man gave himself true freedom and took him out of hell alive.

He loved the mother he had never met, but he loved even more the future direction that the old man pointed to for himself.

In the light, the old man's figure suddenly changed.

It was a strange-looking face. Half of the face seemed to be blooming. It was extremely weird, but under this light, it looked extremely sacred.

This sword exudes a transcendent aura that ripples through the world.

The evil will eventually be punished!