Holding Duanmu Rulan's hand, Yelu Mingzhu asked blankly: "Who are you?"

Time is running like water, eleven years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the appearance of her mother has long been blurred in the girl's heart.

If it weren't for the faint trace of family affection, she would never have left Feiyun Temple with the woman in front of her. Fortunately, just when she was about to run away, she heard the message from her master.

Duanmu Ruolan sighed softly, took out a silk scarf and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, took her little hand and murmured.

"You can't remember my appearance, but mother can't forget you!"

Although eleven years have passed, Duanmu Ruolan still misses her daughter all the time.

In order to take revenge that day, she did not hesitate to leave Yelu Royal Court and took the poison from Yun Zhongchen... just because Yelu Qi flatly rejected her request.

It was at that moment that she realized that her father-killing enemy was actually this guy's good brother!

She just felt that God had played a joke on her, sending her enemy's brother to the eyes of her own people and letting her give birth to a daughter for him.

In her rage, she did everything regardless of what she did!

It was not until a few years later, when she quietly went to Yelu Palace to pick up the Yelu Pearl, that she realized that Yelu Qi had handed her over to the enemy who killed her father before she died.

This is also the reason why Feixian Island in the South China Sea has remained on hold for many years.

Because, she and Yun Zhongchen both have to wait, waiting for the Master of the Five Regions Dynasty to leave this world again!

Both she, Yun Zhongchen, and the island owner Yun Tiannan knew that the Imperial Master who had already left the void could not stay in this world forever.

They have to wait for the most suitable time to take over the three towns in southern Xinjiang in one fell swoop!

Just like the five royal courts in the grassland back then, after capturing the three towns, they headed all the way to Nanyun City!

Unlike the grassland tribes, they have been preparing for more than ten years, their troops and horses are strong, and they have gradually figured out the deployment of troops in southern Xinjiang.

Everything is just waiting for the spring breeze to blow up.

"Mother?!"

Yelu Mingzhu just repeated it softly in her mouth, and she felt as if she was struck by lightning. She looked at the incredibly beautiful woman in front of her and was speechless.

She had thought a thousand times in her dream that when they met again, she would severely humiliate this cruel woman who had abandoned her and caused her to lose her father.

She even thought about remembering Zhan Luo for the first time, either Yun Zhongchen, the enemy who killed her father, or the woman in front of her.

The corners of his mouth moved again and again, and the fists in his hands were clenched and then quietly lowered.

I don't know how long it took until the sedan entered the most gorgeous palace on Feixian Island, and Duanmu Ruolan took her little hand and sat down at the table by the window.

Looking at her, he sighed and said softly: "Actually, my real name is Duanmu Ruolan, and I am your biological mother."

He didn’t know the origin of his mother, Yelu Mingzhu, but in the Apricot Blossom Valley of Tianshan Mountain, Li Xiuyuan met Yelu Mingzhu when she was about to leave.

Finally, he told her the past grudges in detail.

In his opinion, no matter whether it is good or bad, bitter or sweet, all need to be faced by his disciples one by one.

Because this is her past, her life.

Just like what the old monk said when Yelu Mingzhu followed Duanmu Ruolan down the mountain, I hope she can recite it and stop reciting it.

After tonight, let go of the past.

He does not ask Yelu Pearl to let go of Yun Zhongchen, but he hopes Yelu Pearl to let Duanmu Ruolan go. After all, blood is thicker than water.

He didn't want the disciple he finally found to live with the painful memories of matricide in the years to come.

With a sound of wow, Yelu Mingzhu had been holding back the tears for eleven years, and finally they couldn't stop pouring out at this moment.

She has no control over the grudge between the Beihai Islands and her master, and the hatred between her mother and her master is not what she wants. At the moment, she only remembers her mother's vague appearance on the grassland.

She only remembers the heart-breaking pain when her father turned into ashes. Although she was only three years old at that time, many memories of that year have been thrown into the long river of time.

But she has followed her father since she was a child, but she will never forget every moment of his carrying her for a walk on the grassland.

In Li Xiuyuan's words, God forbids her to forget it!

Just like Li Xiuyuan transformed into Meng Po and cooked the Forgettable Soup on the Forgotten River for hundreds of years, and despite the wind and rain for hundreds of years, he still could not forget the events of his previous life.

That is a mark that cannot be erased with a bowl of Meng Po soup.

This is the pain in Li Xiuyuan’s heart!

It was also the pain in Yelu Mingzhu's heart, a pain that she could not understand at the moment.

Tears are like the Milky Way in the sky falling to the earth. Yelu Mingzhu hugs Duanmu while yelling and cursing, and calling out loudly!

Wang Ruyi has a mother, Xiaolian and Ergou have a mother, brother Watson has a mother, and even Watson's master has a mother, but she, Yelu Mingzhu, does not.

This is the eternal pain in her heart, and it is also the hatred that she cannot shake off or erase.

I never thought that when mother and daughter reunited today, it would be because of my wave of sword!

Fortunately, in her desperation at that time, she had no way to take out the Sword of Death from the sword case, otherwise she would have been afraid that her mother would have fallen under her own sword.

Mother and daughter had been separated for eleven years. At this time, Yelu Mingzhu had already burst into tears, and even Duanmu Ruolan could not hold back her tears.

Yelu Mingzhu wants to find back the maternal love she has lost in the past eleven years, and Duanmu Ruolan wants to find the family love she has lost in the past eleven years from Yelu Mingzhu.

Somehow, she never got pregnant again after she left Yiyeluqi.

For this reason, she had no choice but to let Yun Zhongchen marry the second wife seven years after marrying Yun Zhongchen, because Yun Tiannan wanted Yun Zhongchen to complete the important matter of passing on the family line.

Eleven years have passed, and Duanmu Ruolan is holding her daughter in her arms. No matter how reserved she is, she can't help but pour out her emotions.

Yelu Mingzhu did not ask her mother what she had done in the past eleven years, because the old monk repeatedly told her many truths.

Not to mention that when Li Xiuyuan gave her the Tianshan General Spirit Sword, he had already spent two days explaining to her what it means to stop thinking and stop thinking.

Because she is Yelu Mingzhu, the apprentice of an old monk, a legendary girl who has practiced the power of the stars.

One day, it will also be the legend of the Five Domains Dynasty.

On the contrary, Duanmu Ruolan naturally wanted to find out how much suffering her daughter had suffered in the past eleven years, and why she made such detailed inquiries.

Even she, who was in the realm of transcending tribulation, couldn't see through her daughter's cultivation?

Is it possible that his daughter's cultivation has surpassed his own? Didn't the Master of the Five Regions Dynasty teach his daughter to practice?

Both of these are incredible things to her.

So, she couldn't help but ask: "Mingzhu, why can't my mother see through your cultivation? There is no trace of Qi in your body? Didn't your master teach you how to practice?"

Yelu Mingzhu looked at her and shook his head and said: "Master only teaches Mingzhu how to practice swordsmanship, and the matters of practice are in the hands of the old monk."

The moment Yelv Mingzhu was asked about her practice by her mother, she remembered what Li Xiuyuan said to her.

Even his mother, Hua Luoyu and others should not reveal their secrets.

The only thing everyone knew about Shang was that Li Xiuyuan was teaching her how to practice swordsmanship, and she still practiced the same swordsmanship as her brothers and sisters.

Therefore, she found a recognized excuse for herself.

When Duanmu Ruolan heard this, she couldn't help but frown.

He looked at her and asked: "Why doesn't your master teach you how to practice? Is it so important to teach you how to practice swordsmanship? What's going on with the old monk?"

In her opinion, if the Imperial Master cannot teach her daughter, she does not mind leaving Yelu Pearl on Feixian Island and teaching her herself.

Fortunately, at the age of fourteen, everything is still in time.

Unexpectedly, Yelu Mingzhu shook his head and replied: "The old monk said that Mingzhu is a late bloomer in his cultivation. I'm afraid he will have to practice hard for another ten or eight years."

Except for the old monk and Li Xiuyuan, she would not believe anyone at the moment.

Not to mention that Li Xiuyuan had warned her countless times, even the old monk also told her that once she resolved the cause and effect of the Five Realms, he would take her away from the Five Realms Starry Sky.

Even her eldest wife, Yuezhi, and her younger brother, Yelu Jimin, cannot go to that world.

Everything is because she has cultivated the power of the stars.

Duanmu Ruolan took her hand, sighed heavily, and asked quietly: "Where did the old monk come from? Could he have lied to you?"

After thinking for a while, Yelu Mingzhu replied: "Master also knows the old monk, and Mingzhu practiced with the old monk because of his approval."

Although she did not know the origin of the old monk, Yelu Mingzhu believed in her master, who accepted her as a disciple after rejecting Watson and Wang Ruyi.

In her heart, her master loves her as much as her father, and he will give it to her without hesitation whatever treasures he has.

Even when it comes to reciting the spirit sword, it is different from that of Brother Watson and the others.

Duanmu Ruolan sighed again, wiped her tears, and asked, "Let me see your sword."

In her opinion, the national master who is known as the legend of the five realms should give his daughter a peerless spiritual sword, right?

Yelu Mingzhu also held the silk scarf to wipe away the tears on her face, and then wiped Duanmu Ruolan's face carefully.

Then with a flick of his hand, a bamboo sword glowing with purple light appeared in front of Duanmu Ruolan's eyes. The bamboo sword was turned upside down and gently handed to Duanmu Ruolan's hand.

"This is the bamboo sword that Master cut for the Pearl."

In Yelu Mingzhu's opinion, maybe this winter, she can use this bamboo sword to chop off seven or eight snowflakes with one sword.

Duanmu Ruolan screamed in surprise the moment she got the bamboo sword. No matter how much she thought about it, she never expected that the hateful guy just cut a bamboo sword and gave it to her daughter.

"It's outrageous. How can you kill an enemy with a bamboo sword?!"
To be continued...