monk family

"Six Sisters"

"I know you can hear"

"Sixth sister, please, the patriarch said, only you can save my child, please, please come out and see me, no matter what the conditions are, I will promise you, including my life ! As long as you can save my child, I can give you my life, Sixth Sister..."

Fu Siyuan seemed to have gone crazy.

Roaring in the snow-white mountains, anxious tears fell down, and before they reached the ground, they turned into ice beads and formed a string.

What he didn't know was.

Just less than a mile away from him, under a huge Chinese locust tree hundreds of feet high, a beautiful woman in pink is also begging for him:
"Mo Lan, this Siyuan is the same biological father as you no matter what, and they are connected by blood. He has begged you so much, so you should promise him."

"Mo Lan, you heard from your mother that your mother was born in a brothel. She can't help you with anything, and she doesn't have a mother's family to rely on. You are always fighting alone in the Fu family. It must be impossible. People are not omnipotent. When you encounter difficulties, you give your brother a hand this time, and if you are in trouble in the future, she will not save you!"

"and….."

"Besides, your father will be grateful to you when he comes back in the future. You can also take this opportunity to ease the relationship between your father and daughter. Mo Lan, you..."

The one in pink clothes is none other than the sixth sister, Mo Lan's mother, Nan Jiaren.

She didn't say anything else was fine.

Mention Thirteenth Uncle.

Sixth Sister Mo Lan couldn't bear it anymore:
"Mother, how many times have I told you, don't mention that heartbreaker again! The last time you begged me to help him, the father-daughter relationship between us has been broken!"

The sixth sister, Mo Lan, seemed expressionless, but she felt deeply helpless in her heart.

If it were someone else, she would ignore it at all, but this is her only relative in the world, and she rarely said such a long sentence at once:

"Also, mother, you have to remember what I told you. Our mother and daughter are no longer begging for life in brothels. We are already immortal cultivators, and we are still walking a hundred times harder than others. In this world of cultivating immortals, the strong prey on the weak , Survival of the fittest, respect for strength, we can't rely on anyone, we can only rely on ourselves!"

Nan Jiaren has condensed her soul for less than 30 years.

The immortal cultivator she came into contact with was the sixth sister, Mo Lan, whose thoughts were still in the secular world.

She only took it as an excuse from Sixth Sister Mo Lan, and she agreed, but she turned a corner and advised:

"Mo Lan, I don't understand the other things, but you often tell me about the cycle of cause and effect. Although Siyuan is a half-brother, he regards you as his own sister from the bottom of his heart. You just take one shot to end this one." Cause and effect, okay!"

Nan Jiaren looked at Sixth Sister Mo Lan eagerly.

A pair of peach blossom eyes is even more breathtaking.

Xu was born in Qin Lou, even if he became a ghost cultivator, his subconscious behavior was still full of dust.

Nan Jia has practiced Taoism for more than [-] years, and thought that he had cut off his love for Thirteenth Uncle, but just now he glanced at Fu Siyuan, and Fu Siyuan's red phoenix eyes looked exactly like Thirteenth Uncle's, which instantly aroused Nanji's heart I used to love time with Uncle Thirteen.

The eyes are rippling, and the spring is boundless!
Sixth Sister Mo Lan's face darkened for a moment, she knew what was going on in her mother's mind without guessing, she had already cut off her words, but she still had no feelings for that heartbroken man.