Chapter 887: Mother and daughter reunion

However, from then on, her life of Nalan Feixue will no longer be bright and she does not need light.
She will dedicate herself to the devil, accompanying hell, and will only seek blood debts from those who are sorry for herself.
Nalan Fei Xue walked slowly down the ladder and was about to go to the Zhu family. Suddenly a figure flew over.
It was a mad woman with a dirty body and a loose hair. The body smelled of rancid smell.
As soon as she grabbed the skirt of Nalan Feixue, she immediately whispered with a hoarse voice. "Flying snow... Let me see the snow... My daughter is flying snow... I beg you to see me. See my daughter!"
Nalan Fei Xue had to kick the action of this crazy woman.
She squatted incredulously and pulled away the scattered hair of the woman.
A burst of sour taste mixed with the smell of blood and rot, the face is an old and strange face.
The former Mrs. Nalan Murong Yaru was noble, elegant and solemn, but the woman in front of her eyes, her cheeks were sunken, her face was wrinkled, and her hair had already been white.
However, Nalan Feixue recognized it at a glance, that is Murong Yaru, his mother.
She looked at Mrs. Nalan for a long while, and saw her filthy eyes, even if she was still whispering "Flying Snow" in front of her eyes, apparently already unconscious.
Even if Nalan Fei Xue is now desperate, she sold her soul to the devil. When she saw such a mother, she could not help but tremble her soul.
Mrs. Nalan is the only person in the world who really loves her.
I was able to escape in the end of Zhu’s family, and I was transformed into a demon, and it was also relying on Mrs. Nalan’s jade.
It can be said that if Nalan Feixue has any nostalgia for the family, then there is only Mrs. Nalan.
"Mother... Mother!" Nalan Feiqi whispered lowly, her voice soft, "Mom, I am flying snow! I am your daughter flying snow!"
"Flying snow! Flying snow!" Mrs. Nalan seemed to be stimulated by this name, slammed up and fell to the ground, then slammed her head against Nalan. "I beg you, let my daughter fly." Well, I only have one of her loved ones! As long as you Zhu Jia will let go of my daughter, you will let me do the horse and do the horse, I beg you..."
Nalan Feixueton felt a sore throat, and she suddenly reached out and covered her eyes, her teeth clutching her lips.
She thought she had lost all her feelings as a human being, but it was not. She turned out to be crying.
Nalan Feixue gently put Mrs. Nalan into her arms and said: "Mother, don't be afraid, I will take you home!"
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Nalan Feixue returned to Zhujiabie with Mrs. Nalan. She found out all kinds of precious medicinal herbs left by Zhu Zhongba, and gave Nalan a lot of spiritual power.
When Mrs. Nalan woke up again, she had a clear eye in her eyes.
"Flying snow -!" Waiting for Mrs. Nalan's gaze to fall on Nalan Fei Xue, couldn't help but sit up from the bed, grabbed her daughter's hand and cried, "Flying snow, my daughter, I finally saw It’s yours! Sorry, it’s useless, it’s a girl who killed you...

Nalan Feixue patted Mrs. Nalan’s hand gently, faintly said:
Mother, everything has passed. Zhu’s people are killed by me except Zhu Zhongba, and there is no longer any The person who hurts me."
"What?!" Mrs. Nalan suddenly stopped, and repeated for a long time, "You...you killed everyone in Zhu? How can you kill the Zhu family?"