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1659 The bell must be tied to the bell 1

After being criticized by Luo Zhijiang for a series of anger, Luo Changyuan couldn't say a word.

He turned his head and was so angry that he didn't say a word for a long time.

Obviously, he still disagrees, but he can't refute it. The four people present, three of them are in the same group, and he is alone and helpless, which is really quarrel.

Xinxian didn't expect that Luo Zhijiang could see so easily, and he didn't care at all that the difference between immortals and demons was prejudice and family members, so he helped her talk like this.

When he was on Tianqi Mountain, he left room everywhere when he attacked her and had no intention of hurting her. Now it seems that she knew that she was his granddaughter at that time, right?

Xinxian took out a leaf from the ring, and said, "When you meet your mother, go back to Lingxiao Palace."

She handed Ye Zi to Luo Changyuan: "Tell me the serious business, do you know where my mother is? Or do you find an excuse to lie to me?"

Luo Changyuan took Ye Zi, looked at Ye Li unkindly, and then put away the anger on his face.

"Your mother is in Lingxiao Palace."

Xinxian suddenly looked at Luo Changyuan with a shocked look on his face.

"She is really alive?"

"She..." Luo Changyuan took a deep breath and said, "I'll take you to see."

Luo Changyuan took Xinxian and Ye Li to the depths of Lingxiao Palace, walked to the back mountain, and stopped in front of a small river with very rich spiritual energy.

Luo Changyuan waved his hand and an entrance appeared on the river surface. He jumped in.

Ye Li and Xinxian also quickly followed.

On the road in the river, there were extremely precious night pearls around me. I walked in and stopped to the place with the most spiritual energy.

It was a secret room, with a crystal bed in it, and a woman lay on the crystal bed, surrounded by cold mist.

Xinxian tightened her heart, rushed forward in three or two steps, and saw the woman on the crystal bed, her biological mother, Su Yunran.

Her face is indeed seventy-sixth-particular, and even if she lies down, she can tell what kind of charming woman she was once.

But the difference is that she will not move, and there is no blood on her face, and it looks like she has been dead for a long time.

Xinxian reached out to touch Su Yunran's face gently, and the cold feeling flowed out from her fingertips, so cold that it was so cold that it was so cold that it was so cold.

"What's wrong with her?"

Xinxian turned around and asked Luo Changyuan.

"Twenty years ago, when I knew something happened to her, I went out to look for her. When I found her, she was already scarred and lost her breath. I thought she was dead, but when I was holding her, I realized that she was having fun rest."

Luo Changyuan's expression was very low and his voice became dull.

"I brought her back and went into seclusion to save her, but twenty years have passed and I still can't do it. If I hadn't been in seclusion at the beginning, she wouldn't have suffered so much, and you wouldn't have been wandering. All of this... is my fault."

Luo Changyuan held Su Yunran's hand, his expression full of self-blame and pain.

"I don't know what to do, I can only lock myself up here with her. If I hadn't heard of you, I'm afraid I would never leave her again in my life."

"Let me try it."

Hearing this, Luo Changyuan suddenly raised his head from the sadness and looked at Xinxian in shock.

"You have a way?"

"I don't know, try it first."
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