Chapter 120 On the Broken Soul Abyss, the past is like the wind
"Mother, who is she?"
Mo Xiaohu blinked his big watery eyes and looked at the strange sister beside him. Those dark eyes were like black grapes, as clear and watery as possible.
"Hello, good babies, I am your mother's sister. You can call me Aunt Meng!"
A family of four:"……"
Who is this familiar woman?
"When did you become my sister?"
Ye Qingran asked funnyly.
"When I call you Sister Ran, aren't you my sister?"
Ye Qingran: "???"
Is this okay?
"snort!"
Fu Qianchen behaved like a arrogant person again in front of outsiders.
Mo Xiaohu raised her head and smiled harmlessly, "But Aunt Meng, you are so young. If we call you like this, will we call you old?"
"No, no!"
Although being rejected by Fu Qianchen made her feel disappointed, Mo Xiaohu's innocent smile healed her again.
Xia Meng waved her hands, thinking about such a cute baby, and she wouldn't mind calling her Grandma Meng!
…
Ye Qingran found a mountain stream to give Mo Xiaohu and Fu Qianchen a bath.
Wuhen volunteered to help.
The two babies were stripped naked.
"Mom, why are our chicks so small?" Fu Qianchen lowered his head and asked in confusion.
The corner of Ye Qingran's mouth twitched, and he didn't know how to explain it for a moment. Instead, Mo Xiaohu said with a smile: "I am as young as you, that's because we are just babies!"
Fu Qianchen obviously felt that Mo Xiaohu's words had no authority, so he continued to ask Ye Qingran, whose cheeks were already stained red, "Beautiful mother, is this really the case?"
Ye Qingran felt that it was normal to answer this question, so he touched Fu Qianchen's head, "Of course! So you should eat well!"
Fu Qianchen blinked, "When you grow up, will it be as big as your father's?"
cough!
Ye Qingran felt a burst of thunder rolling down from the sky, which made her burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.
His originally pure thoughts were led astray by Fu Qianchen, who uncontrollably recalled the charming past events in the Imperial Master's Mansion.
It seems to be really big...
Wuhen on the side coughed slightly and turned away, his fair face slightly red.
After taking a bath and changing clothes for the two of them, Xia Meng asked Ye Qingran where to go next.
The main reason why Ye Qingran participated in this hunting event was that he wanted to go to Duanhun Abyss. So without thinking, he pointed in the direction of Duanhun Abyss and said, "Let's go to Duanhun Abyss."
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Duanhunyuan is located in the middle of Jiufu Forest. It is not a very dangerous place, but because there is a cliff of ten thousand feet, the sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves can be heard from time to time under the cliff, which makes people feel soul-destroying.
Night falls.
A new moon rises slowly.
The night sky is dotted with billions of stars.
Under the sky, in the Jiufu forest, everything is silent.
After the two children fell asleep, Ye Qingran tiptoed out of the tent and flew towards the Duanhunyuan not far away.
After she left, Wuhen immediately opened his eyes, sat up, and looked thoughtfully at the direction where Ye Qingran disappeared.
The further he walked towards that abyss, the more restless Ye Qingran's heart became.
On the Soul-Dead Abyss, the sound of wind is hunting.
Five years ago, Lin Xueyan and Ye Huanhuan teamed up to trick Ye Qingran into this place, disfigured her appearance, cut her belly to remove her child, dug out her spiritual roots, and pushed her into an abyss!
Time flies like water. In the blink of an eye, five years have passed.
Over the years, although she has been trying her best to find the whereabouts of her child, she has never set foot here in person.
Tonight, when she finally mustered up the courage to revisit her old place, she found that it was much more painful than she imagined.
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"Tell me, this bitch's belly is already seven or eight months old. Why don't we cut it open and see if the bastard she is carrying is a boy or a girl?"
"That's a good idea. I'll take off her clothes, and you'll cut her belly open."
"A beggar's child, a lowly bastard, do you deserve to live in this world?"
"The children born to you, a dirty piece of trash, are the most despicable beings in the world!"
"It's boring! Just throw them away and feed them to the wolves! Don't forget the purpose of our trip."
"It's such a waste for the Holy Spirit to grow on such a fool!"
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The demonic shouts of Lin Xueyan and Ye Huanhuan were still in my ears, and at this moment, they turned into demonic sounds that lingered for a long time.
Ye Qingran's breathing became heavier, the hands on his side clenched, his chest kept rising and falling, and there was a dull pain in his heart, as if there was something blocked there.
The cold moon, the bright red blood, the pale and desperate face of the girl, the heartbreaking cry of the baby...
A picture flashed in my mind.
Ye Qingran walked forward expressionlessly, reaching the edge of the Duanhun Abyss. Under his feet was a huge black hole, boundless, like the eyes of an ancient giant beast.
The hunting wind roared from under the cliff and hit the rock wall, making a sound like ghosts crying and wolves howling.
Here, nothing has changed at all.
This person is no longer that person.
Things are different and people are different.
Ye Qingran lowered his eyes and stared at the bottomless abyss below, his eyes as if filled with thousands of ice and snow.
At this time, there was a slight movement behind him.
"who?"
She turned around suddenly, her eyes like lightning.
Under the stars and moonlight, the figure standing in the darkness was tall and straight, with narrow sleeves and long lapels, and a tight waist, almost blending into the night.
Although he couldn't see his face clearly, Ye Qingran recognized the person immediately.
"How did you come?"
Wuhen's eyes were locked on the woman on the edge of the cliff.
Just now, she had a strong murderous intention all over her body, like a murderous god from the Nine Netherworld. However, what was hidden under the murderous intention was a loneliness as desperate as a long night.
What on earth had she gone through to reveal such a heartbreaking side?
A feeling of pity suddenly surged into my heart.
For a moment, he was eager to step forward and embrace her, to protect her under his wings.
However, he restrained himself after all.
"I'm not worried about you...come and have a look."
He said quietly, his voice a little hoarse than usual.
Ye Qingran nodded. He knew that when he came out, he should have alerted Wuhen, who was already very alert.
"Since you're here, come and sit." Ye Qingran pointed to a raised stone in front of him, turned around and sat down first, facing the terrifying abyss like hell.
Wuhen was silent for a moment, without answering, but walked towards this side.
Ye Qingran patted the seat next to him and said, "Sit."
Wuhen hesitated for a moment and sat down next to her.
Even though the breeze was blowing on the cliff, he could still smell the faint fragrance wafting from her body.
It's not the smell of powder, but a special aroma, like orchids in an empty valley, or snow lotus on icebergs. It's light, if there is something but not at all, in short it's very strange.
After Ye Qingran asked him to sit down, he looked straight ahead. His eyes were calm, as if they were covered by clouds and mist, unable to see anything.
The two of them just sat there, neither of them speaking.
After an unknown amount of time, Ye Qingran suddenly said, "Want to hear a story?"
When Ye Qingran asked this question, he didn't even look at Wuhen. Wuhen looked at her, looked at her side face, nodded gently, "Yeah."
Ye Qingran pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Five years ago, there was a girl in Xiliang City. She was born in the family of Zhongming Dingshi. She received the etiquette of a noble girl. She obviously had a fiancé, but she became pregnant with another man's child before marriage.
child."
As soon as these words came out, Wuhen's eyes trembled.
He knew that Ye Qingran was talking about herself.