Nanyang didn't say anything, but just hugged him tightly.

Chu Qingge adjusted his breath and wanted to go over and take Nan Bomin's pulse.

Nanyang said hoarsely: "Get out!"

Nan Bomin's meridians were completely broken, and a large amount of blood flowed out of his nose, mouth, and even his ears and eyes. It was impossible for him to survive.

Chu Qingge didn't speak, and his mood was indescribable.

Things shouldn't have developed like this.

But now I think about it, it seems to be natural.

She just underestimated Nanyang's weight in Nan Bomin's heart.

She didn't expect that Nan Bomin was really willing to do something for Nanyang, or even for the dignity of Nanyang, and even for Nanyang.

This son is so stupid, so stupid!

The hand was suddenly gently held.

Chu Qingge looked back and saw Feng Liye still standing beside her, like a big tree that could shelter her from the wind and rain.

At this moment, she suddenly realized that she was also tired and wanted to lie down and take a break.

Can you be with this man be presumptuous and indulge yourself in a good rest?

She is really tired.

Nanyang held Nan Bomin's big palm, his fingertips were still trembling.

Nan Bomin, who was dying, seemed to be in a good mood.

Some knots of heart were suddenly untied.

"Mother, I didn't...have betrayed you."

His voice was dull and his anger was as silly as ever.

But the five fingers holding Nanyang's hand were very hard.

"Mother, I really... didn't really betray you."

"Stop talking." Nanyang closed his eyes hard.

She was indeed angry and desperate.

But now, she can't express regret.

She really regrets it.

Because of a moment of anger, he actually lost the most valuable thing.

"Bomin, mother... believe you." Nanyang said hoarsely.

Nan Bomin's heart was finally completely let go.

Once the tangled things in his heart were put down, his body became powerless in an instant, and even his vision began to become distracted.

Those eyes are losing their luster at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Mother, the child loves you very much, really loves you..."

Nanyang felt sad.

She was used to his company, and she never cared about it, nor did she think that she would lose him one day.

It turns out that she will really lose him! She will really!

"The child knows that the child... is not as good as Mu Bai, not as good as Mu Bai, and not as good as Mu Bai, so that his mother... likes him, but the child... really loves his mother. For the sake of his mother, he can... do anything."

His voice gradually became hoarse, slight, and finally, almost inaudible...

"That night... it was the child's fault, but now... the child cannot face it... mother, the child... cannot face it..."

"In the next life... the child... will still be the son of the mother. In the next life... the child will not... will not make mistakes again, will not... let the mother... disappoint..."

The big palm finally sagged with all five fingers and fell weakly.

The hall is very quiet, as quiet as dead.

Nan Qing didn't cough anymore, just looked at Nan Bomin, his fingertips tensed.

Nanyang didn't speak, but still stared at Nan Bomin's face, looking for a long time.

Watching with your own eyes, a lot of blood suddenly poured out. Seeing that her most caring son died in front of her.

In the afterlife...

But she never believes in the next life.

Her Bomin, from this moment on, will never return to him for generations,

At present, the murderous aura rose little by little and gradually condensed.

Finally, she gently lowered Nan Bomin's body, suddenly jumped up, and slapped Chu Qingge with a palm.
Chapter completed!