My little mom is the richest man

"...... fall into the Nine Hells, fall into the eighteen hells, and never be reborn!" As if enchanted, Ming Yuejun mouthed the silly chanting of Qing Ruoshui, and then he felt that everything was fading away. You got it? Right! You got it! Right?"

Remembering the situation, Ming Yuejun was naturally afraid of the incomprehensible things in front of her, and without thinking about it, she instinctively wanted to run away from everything in front of her. But after the shock and the headache, which had consumed too much of her physical strength, her legs became weak, so it was not easy for Ming Yuejun to take a few steps before she fell.

"Xi'er!" A warm voice came from above "What's going on? Why are you so scared?"

When Ming Yuejun looked up at the visitor, an indescribable peace of mind arose in his heart, and he felt that even if the sky was collapsing, as long as this person was there, he would have nothing to worry about. Driven by such emotions, Mingyuejun couldn't help but say, "Wow!" A howl came out and jumped into the arms of the visitor.

"The visitor's worried words suddenly stopped, his eyes fixed on a short distance away, and he said, "Mo Ling?

Not far away, the woman in the palace dress had regained her indifference and saluted respectfully, "Slave servant Mo Ling, meet Her Majesty the Thousand Saint Empress!"

"Ten years of life and death are at a loss! It's been nearly thirty years since we last saw each other, but the day we meet again is already a long time ago." But, no matter what the cause of your death is, you should let go of your karma and enter the reincarnation as soon as possible, for dwelling on past grudges will only cause you more pain.

"I understand! In fact, the slave servant has been floating in the palace for tens of years, what is there that she can't see through? The company has been in the process of developing the new product for a long time. Just ...... "At this point, Mo Ling did not say anything further, but looked at Ming Yue Jun who was still crying in the arms of the visitor with great concern, and then looked at the tombstone not far behind her.

The visitor followed Mo Ling's gaze, his eyes glued to the blood-colored handprint on the tombstone, his brow lightly furrowed, and he said, "It's actually the Heavenly Fiend Blood Oath."

The visitor looked at the blood-red handprint, frowned, waved his right hand, and a white light came out and hit the tombstone. In a short while, the handprint also released a red light. The red and white light intertwined together, and the watery night was instantly bright as day. Gradually, the original empty tombstone before the emergence of a white-clothed female figure, I saw her knees kneeling, looking up and pointing to the sky and vow "I Qing Ruoshui here, pointing to the heavens, blood as an oath, this life will be for Aunt Mo Ling to clear the injustice, if you violate this oath after death inevitably fall into the nine ghosts of the underworld, fall in the eighteen layers of hell, eternal life can not be reincarnated! As the silhouette faded away, her vow still echoed in the night sky, not loudly, but no one could ignore the conviction in her words.

"It's her! That's her! I just saw it too! She ......" At some point, Ming Yuejun, who was originally buried in the arms of the visitor and crying, stopped crying and shouted at the visitor with a shocked face. The man didn't say anything, just looked at Ming Yuejun with angry, helpless and distressed eyes.

"Mother ...... did Ming Yuejun do something wrong?" Ming Yuejun asked tentatively. Yes, it was Concubine Aoi of the Thousand Saints Kingdom. Once again, I felt the reproachful and loving gaze of Concubine Aoi, and a sense of powerlessness always arose in Ming Yuejun's heart.