Chapter 2279: : What about

"What does mother mean?"
"Think it's a child who deliberately died when he died? Aunt Fengxi killed?"
Bo Xun's eyes changed, and his little face resembling a river became colder, and his tone was a little colder.
"Is not it?"
"When your mother burned the heavens and the earth, I realized that it was wrong, and it was impossible for her to use it alone! Someone must be in control of her."
"Now the Three Realms and Six Dao have been burned again, and forces from all walks of life must have come one after another to fight her."
"You pushed your mother to the edge of the cliff, leaving her nowhere to go, just to achieve your purpose!"
Jiang Liu gripped the Purple Imperial Sword tightly, his eyes reflecting the pure red fire of the Pure Land.
Hearing what Jiang Liu said, Bo Xun did not refute, because there was nothing to refute, so he ignored him directly and looked directly at Huasheng.
"It's true that I did something in the middle. My mother felt right. It was my ability to help you burn the world."
"But of course you moved this mind too, otherwise according to your mind, did I shake it?"
"It's just a little strength, or the strength is weak because of the birth of me. Then I, the son, naturally want to help you!"
"And even if you don't do it, your son won't let go of Heavenly Emperor. He killed Aunt Fengxi and persecuted you again and again. Why can he live well?"
"As for Auntie Fengxi, that child can't be recognized. If you think so, you will insult Auntie Fengxi. She wants to save you and save us, but there is no way. The child can hear her cry from the soul, so the child Help her."
"Mother don't want to be so divine as your child thinks. I know everything. I feel it to the outside world, but I can't see it!"
Speaking of which, Bo Xun still feels aggrieved. If he is like a in Huasheng's stomach, he has become an ordinary person now. How could he still look like a child.
But in Huasheng, where the river didn't see, Bo Xun's eyes were gloomy. After all, his point has been fully stated. On that knot, the wind is not dead, how can Huasheng demonize again?
Hua Sheng is not demonized, and Bo Xun cannot influence her at all!
"Okay, mother, you asked the child so many questions, you should answer the child's questions first, otherwise there will be more people in a while, but it is a bit troublesome, the child may not care about you!"
Bo Xun took Hua Sheng's hand and never let go. He said that when there were many people, his eyes were faintly excited, as if he was about to do a big fight.
"So what do you mean now?" Hua Sheng asked, raising his head slightly frowning.
She didn't expect that with all the children she hoped to have, how could this happen, Hua Sheng's mind was very confused, even if Jiang Liu didn't say it, Hua Sheng now understood.
This Mozun is using her, that is, using it without any affection.
"Literally, my mother would not think that you are burning the world, no one notices it?"
"Those bright people hate us villains!"
Bo Xun held Huasheng in one hand, and the nine-day torch slowly ignited in the palm of the other hand. One burning was the ninth floor, and he did not bother to use other lower-level ones.
Bo Xun is very grateful for this inheritance, otherwise he will not bring the memories of the previous life, and he can happily call his mother to Hua Sheng.
Just after Bo Xun finished speaking, he suddenly saw that his expression became a little playful, and he threw the nine-day holy flame in his hand back without thinking.
"What are you doing?"
Hua Sheng thought Bo Xun was about to start burning the world, and questioned him.
Hua Sheng couldn't help but collapsed a bit and suddenly understood why postpartum depression was.