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922. Tian Xuan Starts the War [38]

Yao Tianming looked at Gu Qingfo, who had a hint of despair in his eyes, and yawned. He curled his lips and glanced at Qing Bu Kuang in displeasure, "Boring."

Saying that, Yao Tianming yawned and turned to leave.

"cough……"

Gu Qingfo suddenly coughed violently. When she coughed violently, she coughed up black blood. The dark blood flowed down the corner of Gu Qingfo's mouth, coloring the purple chair.

Everyone looked sympathetically at the poor woman lying on the big purple chair. This infinitely sad woman was the once magnificent Empress Wanghe, the Guqing Buddha who once had thousands of favorites, and the Venerable Space.

A woman with both beauty and wisdom!

Hearing Gu Qingfo's violent cough, Yao Tianming hesitated in his footsteps. He glanced back at Gu Qingfo lightly, and then sighed.

Yao Tianming was about to walk towards Gu Qingfo, but at this time, Egret said: "Gu Qingfo, do you really want to die? If you really want to die, then go ahead and die. Anyway, there is no one who misses you in this world.

Something..."

The egret looked at the painful Gu Qingfo with sharp eyes. The egret looked indifferent, and a faint light flashed in his eyes as he looked at Gu Qingfo.

"Ahem."

Gu Qingfo coughed again. She narrowed her eyes and looked at the egret with some difficulty.

She didn't know what she was feeling in her heart now. She really wanted to see the egret clearly, but the egret's figure became more and more scattered, and finally turned into a ball of loose sand. This ball of loose sand gradually gathered together,

It turned into a dark figure.

Looking at that dark and broad back, Gu Qingfo's whole heart seemed to have stopped beating.

She looked at the back figure indifferently, and the dark figure in the illusion gradually turned around. It was a handsome face with an evil aura on it.

He is Gu Nongxu, the Venerable Wanghe, and the man whom Gu Qingfo loves most in his life.

However, at this moment, when Gu Qingfo was most helpless, the man she loved deeply did not appear.

"Things of nostalgia..."

Gu Qingfo frowned, and the frown between his eyebrows was stained with deep sadness.

She seemed to be thinking about something, but for a long time, a look of realization appeared on her face, "Mother, it's mother..."

She moaned, and while babbled, two lines of clear tears fell from her eyes.

Of these two lines of tears, one was shed for her dead baby, and the other was shed for her mother who suddenly reminded her of her.

"Mother?" Bailu frowned, and she suddenly sent a message to Qingbu Kuang's soul: "Qing Bu Kuang, do you know Gu Qingfo's mother?"

"Gu Qingfo's mother?" Qingbu Kuang frowned and said through the soul: "Gu Qingfo's mother's name is Zhen Xiao, and she is a widow. Zhen Xiao's husband Gu Sha likes to drink and gamble, and he always beats Zhen Xiao and

Gu Qingfo. When Gu Qingfo was eight years old, Zhen Xiao picked up a wine jar and smashed Gu Sha to death in front of Gu Qingfo."

"This incident has cast a huge shadow on Gu Qingfo." Qingbu Kuang looked at Gu Qingfo worriedly and said to the egret soul.

At this critical moment, Gu Qingfo could not die in Tianyu City, although everyone knew that if Gu Qingfo died, it would be because he died of despair after losing his child.

But there's no telling whether the other two venerables will make a big fuss out of this...
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