The Summoner in the Ice Coffin of the Allure

Chapter 1091 My mother died long ago!
Feng Weiyi couldn't utter a word, but her eyes, looking at this child who was born in October of her pregnancy, were extremely frightening: "The Sword of Burning Night?"

"That's right! If she wants, your imperial mausoleum can be turned to ashes in an instant. However, she didn't do that, do you know why?"

"why?"

Feng Weiyi naturally knew the power of the Fen Xiao Sword, not to mention her imperial mausoleum, even if it destroyed the entire Cangming Continent, it would be an easy task.

But during the fight just now, she never saw Gu Lingsha make a move, and thought she didn't get the sword at all, that's why she used a plan to kill her so recklessly.

Unexpectedly, it turns out that she really has this sword!

Since she has this sword, why was she killed by the old spirit who looked exactly like her son instead of making a move when she was pressing step by step?
"Why? Why exactly?"

"Because only in the eyes of people can there be life-bearing, and you... don't deserve it!" As he spoke, the man with extremely cold brows pressed his fingers hard, and the blood-red sword moved forward a bit. .

As soon as Feng Weiyi was in pain, she finally screamed with all her might: "But I'm your mother!"

"My mother was dead! When you killed her, she was dead!"

The same hysteria, but obviously, in the man's voice, there was boundless anger, and ... deep hatred.

Feng Weiyi heard the words, and finally her figure shook violently. In an instant, the whole person seemed to be stupid. She stared blankly at the face that was very similar to herself, and no longer responded.

It turned out that she "died" after killing the woman in his arms.

That is to say, in the past 400 years, in her son's heart, no matter how unreasonable things she has done to him, he still regards her as his mother and still regards her as alive.

Until just now, she personally controlled those old spirits of him and let him kill her with his own hands!

She died at last, as she wished—

"Wu Rao, listen to me, Wu Rao..." When she came back to her senses, for the first time, she was so eager to catch someone.

However, her son, her Wurao, only clenched the blade and pushed it into her shadow inch by inch: "Feng Wurao is also dead, and he died with Gu Lingsha! "

After he finished speaking, a red light flashed in the palm of his hand, and he slapped violently towards the hilt!
When Feng Weiyi saw it, she finally closed her eyes in pain.

As a soul, how could she not know?The Sword of Burning Night, which was cultivated with resentful spirits, only needs to sink the whole sword into her body, so that she will never be born and become a soul under the sword forever.

Sure enough, this is retribution!

She closed her eyes suddenly, and in front of her eyes, she seemed to see the child on Xiangyun Mountain who had just learned to walk. When she saw her approaching, the pink-carved and jade-carved child stretched out her chubby little hands and ran towards her. Come over: "Mother..."

The child who is not even one year old can't even say that word clearly, but seeing her, the child's pure and flawless eyes are full of joy.

But what about her?

She just gave her a cold look, then threw her sleeves, turned her head and walked away, ignoring the grief behind the young child when she saw her leaving.

Yes, what he said was not wrong. Only people can know the importance of life. How can she be qualified to be called a person like her who has never even regarded her son as a chess piece?
(End of this chapter)