A prostitute is about to turn over

Chapter 181
"Xiaofang will be entrusted to you." Jiang Rumeng looked at Xiaofang, full of reluctance and helplessness.

"No, I don't care. Xiaofang is your daughter. I take care of my own daughter. Xiu has to rely on others. I won't let you die, I won't let you die." Yu Ling shouted loudly, watching Jiang Rumeng walk towards Zitian She approached, but couldn't find a way to stop her, the sound of the piano in her hand couldn't be interrupted, she couldn't move her hand, she could only watch Jiang Rumeng go to die.

Zitian was trapped in the holy voice, unable to see the surrounding scenery, and naturally he could not see Jiang Rumeng who was approaching step by step. He was waving his hands like a headless fly, unable to find the north.

Jiang Rumeng reached out and held him.

Zitian suddenly held Jiang Rumeng's hand, and an electric current passed through his heart. He knew who it was.

"Saint, I finally found you, I finally found you."

Jiang Rumeng closed her eyes and muttered something.

Suddenly, the two of them were surrounded by purple light, and Zitian had a painful expression on his face. He wanted to shake off Jiang Rumeng's hand, but he couldn't help it. The two hands seemed to be born together.

Jiang Rumeng's face became paler and paler. She looked up at her daughter who was tied up in mid-air and opened her eyes wide. She said with a smile, "Farewell, my daughter."

At this time, Xiaofang realized that her mother had activated the same life formula.

Once the same life formula is activated, no matter what the initiator's purpose is, there is only one ending for the initiator, that is, death.

The holy voice was still lingering, and Zitian and Rumeng fell down slowly.

Looking at her mother's lifeless face, Xiaofang struggled desperately, tears streaming down her face.

The ropes that bound her wrists scratched her tender skin.

The holy sound stops.

Yuling couldn't control her emotions anymore, so she died like this?
A woman so passionate, a woman who dared to love, hate, and dare to challenge her own destiny, just disappeared before her eyes.

The bluish aura on Yixiang's face has completely disappeared, and the jet-black nails have returned to their original colors, but he no longer breathes.

Xue Moyan was still lying on the ground upright, without any anger, as if this world had nothing to do with him anymore.

Yu Ling didn't dare, didn't dare to step forward, didn't dare to find out whether he was dead or alive, but just stared at him blankly, her heart aching like twisting.

The holy voice has miraculous healing effects, if he still has a breath, he must be alive and kicking at this time, but he. . .She didn't dare to think about it, and she didn't want to.

Xiaofang broke free from the rope that bound her, and her small body fell down. The spirit monkey waved a golden light, wrapping Xiaofang like a falling leaf, preventing her from being hurt by the fall.

Xiaofang no longer had the strength to stand up, she cried and crawled to her mother's side, grabbed the hands of her mother and another person, and shook them vigorously: "Mother, mother, wake up, Xiaofang is very sad Be good, don't make your mother angry, mother, wake up, mother, wake up." Crystal tears rolled down, fell on the wrist, and slid down with the bright red blood on the wrist.

The blood and tears fell on the backs of the two people's clasped hands. Suddenly, a dazzling white light flashed, and the bodies of the two people burst into brilliance.

From Yu Ling's point of view, it was a mobile phone that was on standby and turned on suddenly. . .

what happened?

Yuling ran to Xiaofang and pulled her away. She was afraid that there would be another branch, Zitian would be resurrected or something, and it would be miserable.

After a while, the white light dissipated, the two hands loosened, and both opened their eyes. They sat up together, looked at themselves, Xiaofang and Yuling, and said in unison: "I'm not dead?"

(End of this chapter)