Just when Mu Wenxuan and the other two people were all incapable of fighting, and Ma Zheng was constantly destroying Jiang Haofeng, gusts of cold wind blew through the entire underground passage, and the cold wind was mixed with the faint voice of a beautiful woman, echoing loudly.
"Who? Who is talking? Sneaky?"
The sudden sound made Ma Zheng take a few steps back in fright, spinning around in question.
"Master Ma Zheng, haven't you been looking for me? Why don't you recognize me again?"
The faint voice of a beautiful woman, accompanied by the sharp cold wind, is constantly gathering from all directions in the underground passage. The voice is gentle and ethereal, very sweet, but also has a gentle desolation, which makes people want to pity and care.
feelings.
But for Ma Zheng, his whole body could not help but tremble, and a possibility arose in his heart, a possibility that he could not believe.
"Could it be...could it be Concubine Qiong..."
A questioning word came out of Ma Zheng's mouth, surprising everyone in the audience.
"Concubine Qiong...Isn't Concubine Qiong the queen mother of Prince Haofeng?" Meng Fan'an, who fell to the ground, questioned in his heart.
After hearing this, Jiang Haofeng was most surprised. His eyes widened and his eyes were filled with mist. The sweet and sweet voice just now made him miss him so much. It was so familiar to him. He had been buried in it for ten years.
The deepest vowels in my heart.
"Queen Mother...Queen Mother...is it really you?"
Mu Wenxuan, who was paralyzed on the ground, fell into silence, his mind spinning a few times: "Concubine Qiong? Isn't Concubine Qiong dead? Or did Prince Haofeng see it with his own eyes..."
"Such a powerful soul power..." Huan Lao suddenly spoke with his little mother's fingers, his voice was very heavy and full of incredible.
After hearing what Huan Lao said, Mu Wenxuan was startled and asked: "Huan Lao, what kind of soul power are you talking about? Are you saying that the sound just now was made by Concubine Qiong's soul?"
"I don't know. If this is really the case, with such a powerful soul power, I am afraid that this Concubine Qiong should have been a powerful person during her lifetime. In ten years, she was able to drift around the world with the power of her soul without weakening, at least.
You should have the strength of eight or nine fingers."
One sentence made Mu Wenxuan tremble all over: "Eight fingers...nine fingers? Is there such a strong person in the Chenyun Empire?"
The two of them were not allowed to think too much. The cold wind around them became even more fierce.
"Master Ma Zheng, thanks to you, I have been wandering here for ten years." Another beautiful voice sounded, full of resentment.
Finally, Ma Zheng couldn't bear it any longer and retreated almost like crazy. After all, this matter was too supernatural. He had killed Concubine Qiong with his own hands back then, so there was absolutely no mistake. But now, ten years later, she was actually having a conversation with him. If it had been anyone else, I'm afraid
He will also go crazy.
"Don't be pretentious. Who are you? Concubine Qiong died tragically ten years ago. Who are you?" The retreat was blocked by a wall. Ma Zheng leaned his back against the pitted rock, nervousness emanating from his whole body.
The cold sweat made his whole body soaked as if he had been drenched by a heavy rain.
Huhuhu~~~!
Gusts of dark wind suddenly passed rapidly from all directions, all approaching Ma Zheng. They were full of resentful anger, making people feel uneasy.
A stream of black air, like a wild ghost, suddenly passed through Ma Zheng and floated in the sky: "Why, after ten years, you don't recognize me? Master Ma Zheng?"
The whole audience was stunned and speechless.
That black ghost is familiar to everyone present. If you look closely, it is the woman who was carved on the stone tablet in the center of the Qiong Palace Cloud Palace.
Seeing the ghost woman, Ma Zheng's legs went numb and he couldn't help but kneel to the ground: "This is impossible... This is impossible... Aren't you dead?"
"Hahaha, I am indeed dead. Haven't you seen it? I am just a lonely ghost now. It is all thanks to you that I have been wandering in this dark and humid place for ten years."
The voice roared out from Concubine Qiong's soul, and she looked at Ma Zheng with a ferocious face: "You framed me ten years ago, and now you want to frame my child..."
See a ghost in broad daylight... These words were tailor-made for Ma Zheng.
"Queen mother...Queen mother...is it really you? Is it really you? I miss you, I miss you so much." Seeing Concubine Qiong, who was half imaginary and half real, Jiang Haofeng was so excited that he already
Somewhat incoherent.
He had already lost the strength to stand up, but at this moment, a shocking force burst out from his whole body, and he stood up with trembling legs: "Mother... I am incompetent... I am incompetent... I am incapable of avenging you.
..”
Hearing Jiang Haofeng's words, Concubine Qiong's spirit body was in a trance, and she immediately turned her head. There was a hint of softness in her clearly empty eyes.
"Feng'er...Feng'er...you have grown up..." Motherly love is selfless in the world. Seeing her child, Concubine Qiong's anger just now weakened a little, and she drifted to Jiang Haofeng's side, empty
Pat his forehead.
In the same way, for Jiang Haofeng, nothing was more exciting than seeing his mother. He couldn't help but want to reach out and hug Concubine Qiong, but unexpectedly, he just passed through Concubine Qiong's spiritual body, leaving him stunned and reluctantly left.
Tears: "Mother...the child is not there...the child is not there, the child is still the same Feng'er who haunted you when you were a child, the child needs you..."
Looking at the touching scene from a distance, Mu Wenxuan and Meng Fan'an both felt sad, especially Mu Wenxuan. Thinking of his mother on earth, he couldn't help but clenched his fists.
"Mom...are you okay?"
Buzz~~buzz~~!
Unexpectedly, when Concubine Qiong and Jiang Haofeng were reminiscing about the past, the sound of ancient Xiao suddenly echoed in the underground passage, like crying and complaining, soft and empty.
"Concubine Qiong...Prince Haofeng...be careful."
But just as the voice sounded, several audio attacks had already arrived, and the two of them were unable to dodge at all.
"Mother... stay back, my child will protect you this time..." In panic, Jiang Haofeng quickly stepped forward and stood in front of Concubine Qiong.
Boom!!
An audio attack landed firmly on Jiang Haofeng, causing him to spit out blood with his mouth full of blood.
"Feng'er...Feng'er...Feng'er...uh ah ah ah."
"Hahaha, haha, hahaha, I won, I won, haha." Ma Zheng in the distance laughed stupidly and looked at Concubine Qiong evilly: "Concubine Qiong, Concubine Qiong, it turns out she is just
You are just a soul, but I want to see what other abilities you have."
The face of Concubine Qiong's spirit body was very gloomy, and it was suspended in the sky. Her eyes were full of murderous intent. She immediately turned around slightly, and her soul body emitted black ghosts that made people feel frightened. The ghosts roared ferociously and crashed down towards Ma Zheng.