Nirvana: The Wild Consort - Chapter 472

The main hall is very quiet, quiet without any sound. It is full of people, but it seems that there is not even a breath sound, which makes people feel very strange.

Just, at the moment, people have no mind, but pay attention to whether there is a sound strange, but all fixed their eyes on Nanmen Guo’er.

But the South Gate fruit son’s vision, but has been staring at that man for a moment, without a trace of movement.

“My name is nanmenguo.” Nanmen Guo’er’s voice was light, without any ups and downs, as if without any emotion, which made the man sitting in the first place tremble his fingers and make his heart ache

“Fruit!” Shi qinping frowned and looked at Nanmen Guo’er. There was a trace of blame between his eyebrows. He slowly came down to Nanmen Guo’er and looked at her nearly empty eyes. He sighed bitterly and said slowly, “Guo’er, you are a smart child. Things have been going on for so many years. Don’t you really understand your mother’s meaning? Don’t you really know what happened? ”

“The situation at that time?” South Gate fruit son immediately some self mockery of a smile, low eyebrow say, “at that time of situation, I dare not think of for a long time! My mother’s wishes? I’m sorry, I’ve lost my impression of my mother for a long time. Even… I’ve forgotten what she looks like. How can I know her wishes? ”

Nanmenguo’er is smiling, but her lips are shaking all the time. Although she is trying to control her emotions, her voice is still calm

Listening to nanmenguo’er’s voice and looking at nanmenguo’er’s reddish eyes, Qin pingdun felt that the tip of his nose was sour and his throat was blocked. It was very uncomfortable! It was the first time since that day that she mentioned her mother, but… She had forgotten her

The people around Nanmen Guoer are also touched and sour when they listen to her voice. Xuanyuan Ziying, who has known and accompanied her since she was a child, remembers her look when she was a child, and looks at her now. As soon as her fist is tight, her eyes become red, I just can’t let it fall!

The man is still sitting in the distance, slightly lowering his head. The shadow covers his eyes, which makes people unable to see his face clearly. However, looking at his tightly pursed lips, we can roughly think of his expression at the moment

“Hu…” South Gate fruit son long vomited a breath, calmed down the next mood, low eyebrow way, “I come here, not because of my mother, It’s not because I lost my mother. I’m here just because I want to see my father, who I’ve long forgotten, and who he is. I want to see who is the person who always inspires me and makes me hate, and what expression and look he will use to see me. ”

Listen to the man sitting at the top of the table.

Nanmen Guoer stepped forward and asked with a smile, “is that you? Is that you? I’m sorry, I haven’t seen you for a long time. I’ve forgotten your appearance. Should it be you? ”

Nanmenguo’er’s voice returned to calm, but the words seemed to be mixed with frost, which made the man’s body and mind cool instantly. What punishment could bring him more pain than this sentence?

He was there, but she had forgotten him

She hated him so much

“Guo’er…” when Qin Pingxin said in a painful voice, but as soon as his words came out, he was interrupted by a low man’s voice.

“… fruit? It’s a good name. ” The man said, slowly looking up to the South Gate fruit, that pair of eyes dark, but with can’t cover the love and regret.

Looking at the man’s eyes, South Gate fruit son’s hand didn’t have the origin of a tremor, a trace of indescribable way unknown emotion surged into the heart.

“Guo’er, I know you hate me, and you should hate me, because I killed my wife and your mother.” The man said in a low voice, eyes gradually dim down, as if to say this sentence, it cost him all the same, let his whole person empty up.

“Mingxuan! What are you talking about! ” When qinping suddenly angry, turned his head waiting for Su Mingxuan roar, very angry.

But Su Mingxuan didn’t pay attention to Shi qinping. Instead, he looked at Nanmen Guo’er and said, “I know you want to kill me, and I’ll let you get what you want.”

“Su Mingxuan, if you say that again, get out of here. Don’t stay in my Tianyin gate!” Shi qinping was furious, and his whole body’s spiritual power was in a riot, as if he was about to lose control. His eyes were red when he heard Su Mingxuan’s voice.

When people see this, they don’t understand why Shi qinping is so angry. But for the first time, they are angry with Shi qinping, a normally very kind old man!

South Gate fruit son just quietly looking at, the face still has no expression.

“But Guo’er, I can’t die yet. I still have one more thing to do.” Su Mingxuan continued, “can you go to a place with me?”

Listen to this South Gate fruit son has been motionless facial expression just had a change, can’t help asking: “where?”Seeing this, Qin Ping sighed heavily, as if he had grown old in an instant. He reached out to hold the hand of Nan men Guo’er and said, “come with me.”

Words fall, see only when Qin Ping hand a wave, South Gate fruit son only feel in front of a flower, wait to return to God, in front of the scenery has changed greatly!

Before the blink of an eye, they were still in the main hall, but now, they have reached the back mountain. Looking at the trees around them, Nanmen Guoer’s body is frozen. Here is… Cemetery!

“What are you doing here?” South Gate fruit son cold voice asks a way, the voice is taking obvious displeasure.

“Come and meet your mother, Guo’er.” Su Mingxuan’s low voice rang out behind Nanmen Guoer, and then slowly walked forward. At present, he reached out and gently wiped away the dust on the tombstone.

Seeing this, Guo’er of the south gate was very angry and immediately broke away from Shi qinping’s hand. He yelled: “what do you mean? Meet my mother? Oh, no kidding! You didn’t kill my mother? My mother has long been dead. It’s just a clothes grave here. Meet my mother? Don’t deceive yourself

I don’t know why, Nanmen Guoer looks at Su Mingxuan’s regret and loneliness in his eyes. He is very angry in his heart. He wants to kill him immediately!

Now you know regret? Now you know regret? Why did you do that before? Where have you been in the last ten years?

Would you regret it? Stop acting, she won’t be fooled!

She won’t be fooled

But listening to the anger of South Gate fruit, Su Mingxuan’s look is unchanged, still gently touching the tombstone, light said: “no, this is not a clothes tomb.”

Well? What… What?

South Gate fruit son a Leng, some don’t understand Su Mingxuan’s meaning.

See this, when Qin Ping suddenly sighed, walked forward light said: “go, girl, I take you to the secret room.”