The Nightmare King is Above: The Little Crazy Concubine

Chapter 135 Can It Be Saved?
"Is Xue'er really okay?" Nalan Jingchen looked at Xue'er's door worriedly.

When Xue'er in the room heard Nalan Jingchen's words, the corner of her mouth smiled even wider. Nalan Jingchen, can be said to be the only one who cares about her, right?

Every time she came here to see Luo Yu, she would bring her clothes and food.

Even though she hadn't been here for more than a year, Nangong Feixue who was beside her still brought things here every now and then.

"It's okay." Gong Feiling looked at Nalan Jingchen with calm golden eyes, and answered her question seriously.

Nalan Jingchen nodded, although she was still worried, it was good to know that she was fine.

She turned her head and looked at the ice room behind her. She and Nalan Yuntian's mother were in this ice room.

"Brother, shall we go in?" Nalan Jingchen's voice was very low, Nalan Yuntian turned his head slowly, and his eyes fell on the door of the ice room.

Gong Feiling adjusted the cloak on Nalan Jingchen's body, took Nalan Jingchen's hand, and walked into the ice room.

Nalan Yuntian froze on the spot, raised his foot, and followed in slowly.

The temperature in the ice room was much colder than outside, Nalan Yuntian couldn't help tightening his clothes.

Nalan Jingchen had already stood still in front of the ice coffin, she lowered her head and looked at Luo Yu inside the ice coffin.

"Mother, I'm sorry, I haven't come to see you for more than a year, but, mother, I brought my brother to see you this time, you must be very happy?"

Nalan Yuntian stood in the distance, his eyes fixed on the ice coffin, and he could vaguely see a slender figure in the ice coffin.

Nalan Jingchen turned her head to look at Nalan Yuntian who was standing blankly not far away, and Nalan Yuntian walked over slowly.

It's not that he doesn't want to walk quickly, but that his steps are really heavy and he can't walk at all.

Nalan Jingchen's whole body was covered with sorrow as before when she came here, and Gong Feiling held her in his arms with distress.

Nalan Yuntian looked at the face in the ice coffin overlapping with the face in memory, his eyes gradually became moist.

This was the mother who would smile at him gently in his memory.

After he did something wrong, he would tell him very severely that he did something wrong, so that he could correct his mother in the future.

It was the mother who would hug him and tell him stories. When he was sick, she would stay by the bedside and take care of him.

However, she is now lying here motionless, without any breath.

"Mother, baby...my baby is here...to see you." Tears fell on the ice coffin and hands, and instantly froze.

Nalan Yuntian didn't care about these things, and looked at Luo Yu's blood-stained clothes.

These bloodstains seemed to replay the scene that happened before his eyes again.

Nalan Jingchen looked at Nalan Yuntian, tears streaming down her face. Although Gong Feiling didn't speak, she patted Nalan Jingchen's back lightly.

Nalan Jingchen cried for a while, and walked out of the ice room with Gong Feiling, leaving space for Nalan Yuntian.

"Master, your mother is not dead, she can still be saved." The last descendant suddenly appeared and stood in front of Nalan Jingchen.

"What did you say?" Nalan Jingchen looked at Mo Yi in disbelief, as if he didn't hear what Mo Yi just said.

How could he know something that even Gong Feiling didn't know?
"I said, your mother can still be saved, but it's very troublesome." Mo Yi looked at Nalan Jingchen seriously, and repeated his words.

"How to save?" Gong Feiling said lightly.

As long as Nalan Jingchen's mother can be resurrected, Nalan Jingchen will definitely be happier.

(End of this chapter)