Situhao is her son. She left him when he was very young. She thought she would never see her again in a place like this, but she didn’t expect her to find her here.

Although Situ Hao is an illusion at this time, he is also a real treasure in the eyes of the moon.
Situhao was so heartbroken that he just looked at his mother and cried sadly.
He can make his mother cry like this now because he can’t comfort her at all.
This damn law root at the bottom of the cliff can’t make him turn into an adult and talk to a good mother
Moon cried for a while and suddenly caught a glimpse of Situ Hao writing to him with the paper in her right hand. She was holding back her grief. Hao Er was shot down by me. You stopped looking into the abyss and you didn’t want to save my soul, you know?
Situhao immediately shook his head.
Haoer, listen to me, and all my investigations will stop here. If you don’t listen to me, I won’t recognize you, said the ghost in a hurry
Situhao looked at his mother’s face, and her face was full of fear. Obviously, the man who shot him down was absolutely powerful, and his mother refused to let him investigate because of his safety.
But it is absolutely impossible for a child to know that his mother was killed and not to investigate.
Situhao shook his head again.
Why don’t you listen to me? Even if you investigate, it will put you in all danger. I was shot down in the abyss more than ten years ago. My soul has lived here for more than ten years. I have adapted to living here. You don’t have to save my soul from here.
When Yue said these words, Situhao stared at her face stupefied, and he could see a bit of his mother’s look, otherwise his emotions were in it.
What my mother said is a lie. Her purpose is not to let Situ Hao pursue it, nor to let him come to the bottom of the cliff again.
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Situhao shook his head again. He must not let his mother stay in this dark place until the ghost of her mother is freed from it, so that she can be reincarnated and reincarnated.
Looking at this stubbornness, she gently put the illusion of Situhao on the ground, letting you die. I will never see you again.
The tears in the eyes of the moon kept rolling and throwing such cruel words, and her beautiful ghost immediately turned into a dark breath and disappeared on the spot.
Situhao didn’t expect his mother to treat himself in such an extreme way. His heart was about to break when he watched his mother decisively turn into a dark atmosphere, but he couldn’t show it.
Situhao, of course, white mother will do this, and it’s all right for him, but the more she does this, the more sad he is.
He didn’t leave the scene directly, but just stood there, hoping that his mother would come to see him again.
As time goes by, the ghost of mother has never seen Stuart’s mother again, so I’m afraid she will. She said that she would never see her again.
Mother will do this. Her scruples are two reasons. First, the man who shot her down in the cliff was too strong. She didn’t want him to have a face-to-face conflict. Second, the bottom array of the cliff was too overbearing. She didn’t want him to be in danger because he saved his soul.
Situhao finally realized the greatness of maternal love.
Mother didn’t want him to be in danger. She would rather stay at the bottom of this dark abyss and never go.
One way to make his mother not worry so much is to make herself strong and strong until her mother doesn’t worry so much that she will meet again.
Ho ho ho.
Kill kill kill.
Ho ho ho.
Kill kill kill.
Howling and killing are still ringing. Situhao picked up his own mood and climbed to the top of the dark forest center.
He wants to see what it’s like there. Now he wants to see the bloodthirsty god and see what kind of person he is who can fight with five immortals. He also wants to see if the five immortals who sacrificed me are also in the depression.
Situhao crawled forward carefully, afraid to let his body touch something in the dark forest.
The more I crawled forward, the more violent the dark breath around me was, and the more prosperous it was, and the range of his sight was getting smaller and smaller.

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