This woman is Mu Long's mother, Ao Miaoqing.At the beginning, in order to protect her husband and children, and for the sake of the herd's family, she had to compromise.Since the departure of Hanjiang City, he has been imprisoned in this sea eye cold prison.In a flash, years passed.The body of the dragon clan, coupled with her cultivation, made her not die in this cold prison of the sea eye, but she also suffered a lot of desolation.However, compared to the pain of the heart, these cold hell sufferings seem to be nothing.Although he was imprisoned, Ao Miaoqing always thought about the father and son.Husband Jun Mu Qingqiong was beaten into a dragon flame, and a few years have passed, and I don't know what the situation is?
A thousand mistakes, Mu Long is just an innocent child, when the dragon vein was deprived, he was only twelve years old, and his cultivation was completely ruined, in this life, I am afraid it will be difficult to practice......
"I Ao Miaoqing is a human wife, and what is the difference between my husband and a widower?"
”"As a mother, but my child suffered, although I am still alive, my son is like a motherless child......"
Whenever he thinks of this, Ao Miaoqing is always broken, since stepping into this sea eye cold prison, the tears have never stopped.It's cold in this cold prison, and even tears can turn into ice, so under the cliff, tears have become towers......
It's just that the moist face has become haggard, and the once clear eyes have completely lost their brilliance.Tears shed day and night, shed too much, consumed a body of energy, consumed the power of the mind, no matter how high the cultivation is, it can't stand it.She is used to this coldness, and she can still shed tears, probably because her heart is not dead, and there is still temperature.In the silence of the cold hell, even the sound of the wind is a luxury.Another tear, silently and silently, dripping silently, shattered and solidified on the ice tower......
Day after day, year after year, all the time.Ao Miaoqing doesn't know when such a day will end, maybe she has long lost her sense of time.Perhaps, if it goes on like this, one day, she will eventually be numbed by the years, assimilated by the cold, and die in the loneliness and desolation with no end in sight......
But, in this trance, in the cold hell, another voice suddenly came to mind.It was a shock, excited and earnest.Ao Miaoqing could hear it clearly, that voice, shouting "Niang ......", like the warmest fireworks in the world, penetrating the eternal ice, passing through the endless cold air, overlapping, and entering her ears.At first it was vague, but then it was very real.It was clearly - "Mother, I'm here to take you home......"
The voice, like a meteor outside the sky, smashed into the heart.At that moment, Ao Miaoqing's hand tightly covered his chest, and the tears in his eyes became warmer and warmer."
Long'er ......"
"This is my Long'er ......"
At the moment, it should be the blood of her body, all of which rushed to her heart, and her voice trembled excitedly.She couldn't believe that Shepherd could come here.But the feeling of mother-son connection is real.Her eyes, although blind, have a primordial spirit, but she can still probe everything.The voice of the mother seemed to come from all directions, but she could clearly perceive a direction.The mana that had not been used for many years exploded at that moment, flying towards the place where the voice came.But I saw a man, with tears in his eyes, kneeling and prostrating, kneeling towards the depths of the cold prison.Many years have passed, the once twelve-year-old boy has faded full of childishness, those eyebrows and eyes, faintly seven or eight points like her, clear and divine, angular face, is like his father, handsome.He was no longer thin, burly and tall, more than a head taller than himself.That breath is even Ao Miaoqing himself can't see through."
You've grown so big......"
"Shepherd.""
My child......"
Ao Miaoqing fell in front of Mu Long, her hands trembled a little, and she gently held her son's cheeks, just like when he was a child when he stuck to himself and raised his head to be coquettish."
Mother's ......" and "The child is late...... the man has tears and does not flick, but it is not time to be sad.When I was a teenager, my flesh and blood separated, and when I became an adult, my mother and son met.Only he knows how much bitterness he has experienced in the middle, however, it is his mother who really distresses Mulong.Her eyes were blind.The face of the pure and loving is haggard.He misses his mother's hands and his face the most, that kind of warmth and a slight cool feeling - the former mother, whose hands were soft and her fingers were green, is now ......
Thin.A person, cold, in this cold jade that can freeze ghosts, thinly clothed, barefoot.Moreover, he could clearly perceive that in the depths of that cold prison, the solid ice under the cliff exuded this bitterness and desolation, mixed with the breath of his mother.It was made of tears, a nine-zhang high ice tower, and I can't count how many tears my mother has shed over the years......
The tower of tears made Mu Long's heart twist like a knife, but he still waved his hand and carefully put it away.His heart hurt so badly and hated it thoroughly.Mu Long took off his coat, put it on his mother, and took off his shoes as well, so that his mother did not have to step on the cold ice barefoot."
Hanjiang City, the hatred of the separation of flesh and blood, over the years, the child has never forgotten ...... for a moment" "To this day, the dragon clan will survive or perish, only in my words!""
Mother, it's cold here, the child carries you out......"
Mu Long said, picked up his mother, slapped out with one palm, and the power of Taiyi exploded instantly, and the sea eye was cold, and the eternal cold turned into nothingness in an instant.Mulong stepped out of the nothingness, carrying his mother on his back, standing proudly on the North Sea."
If you don't kill the god today, Mulong will be a son of man in vain!"
This roar shook the waters of the North Sea.Mu Long was even more piercing, with murderous intent in his eyes, unparalleled for a while.In the midst of the roar, the catastrophic halberd was already in his hand.The next moment, a figure appeared in front of Mu Long.However, it is not Ao Jue God, but the contemporary king of the Dragon Clan, Ao Lie, and Ao Miaoqing's father."
Mu Long, now that your mother has been rescued, I hope you can temporarily open the net, there is another hidden situation in this matter, and it needs to be discussed in the long run!"
Ao Lie's eyes were always staring at Mu Long, but he didn't dare to look at Ao Miaoqing behind Mu Long, looking at his daughter."
You also think that you have no shame to face my mother, don't you?""
Then where do you have the face, negotiate terms with me!""
So far, the life of your dragon sage is still within my words!""
If you don't destroy your dragon clan, don't kill you, this faint king, it's all thanks to my mother's face, you still dare to make such an inch, don't you really think that I don't dare to open the killing robbery in the dragon clan?"
Mu Long shouted angrily, and the halberd in his hand was directly on Ao Lie's neck, and his words were sensitive."
With the strength of my own power, even if I am invincible to the sages, but slaughtering you Dragon Clan Daojun, like slaughtering pigs and dogs, do you believe it or not?"