Pampered Underworld Marriage: Genius Baby Black Belly Mother

Lin Ziyi nodded abruptly, staring straight with clear eyes, and said with some fear: "Uncle Wuhuan, I seem to see a white shadow passing by our eyes."

"I saw it too!" Wuhuan felt his throat dry instantly, and looked down at Lin Ziyi, so strange!

"Then we..."

"Uncle Wuhuan, keep walking, don't be afraid!" Lin Ziyi smiled strangely, he liked these strange things.

"Okay!" Wuhuan nodded in fear.

This is my father's tomb. Why is there a white shadow floating by?

Strange, so strange!

The two people walked without a few steps, and the white shadow flashed past them again, very fast.

"Ah..." Now, both of them could see clearly, and they yelled in surprise.

"Who? Don't pretend to be a fool, come out." Lin Ziyi suddenly shouted, looking at her figure, she doesn't look like her mother, and her mother wouldn't scare them like that.

"Woo..."

"Eh..." The sudden cry made Lin Ziyi sweat on his forehead.

"This... why are you still crying?" Lin Ziyi, who has never believed in ghosts and gods, felt that his heart was frowning at this time.

"Yi'er, are we offended..."

"Uncle Wuhuan, this is your father's tomb. Even if it is offended, it is offended to your father. We also broke in accidentally. He shouldn't blame it."

Lin Ziyi interrupted him suddenly, his voice echoing in the open passage.

The looming white shadow suddenly fell in front of them, and the white dress, like black hair, draped over the shoulders, covering half of their cheeks.

"Ah..." The two of them took a step back in shock by the sudden rise of Bai Ying.

The night spirit stone in Lin Ziyi's hand, unbiased, rolled to the woman's feet.

The light instantly became weird, illuminating the woman's entire body.

She looked down at Lin Ziyi and Wuhuan, the waist-length hair scattered forward, covering her entire face, from the perspective of Lin Ziyi and Wuhuan, it became more and more weird and terrifying.

Wuhuan closed his eyes tightly and did not dare to look.

Lin Ziyi looked at the woman boldly.

"That, no, you are a female, you shouldn't be General Yun..." Lin Ziyi's intermittent voice betrayed him, and he was indeed a little scared and flustered at the moment.

Wu Huan held his arm tightly, his whole body trembling slightly.

When it comes to talking about ghosts, he is generally taboo.

When he saw obsession, he was a little guilty and sweated.

"You just said, who is he?" The woman stretched out her hand and pointed to Wuhuan.

The skin on that hand was a bit rough, too thin and skinny, but her voice was sharp and excited.

"Uh..." Lin Ziyi looked sideways at her with fear and utterly lost joy.

He tapped Wuhuan's head vigorously, "Uncle Wuhuan, what are you shaking? He is a human, not a ghost."

Wuhuan glanced at the woman, looked at Lin Ziyi, and asked with a flickering expression: "Yi'er, how do you know if she is a human or a ghost?"

When obsessions appear, the scene will change, but here is still the same, the woman in front of me is not obsessive.

"Oh!" Lin Ziyi wailed wordlessly, and said helplessly: "Uncle Wuhuan, you dare to live alone in the mountains? You must see what you are making a decision, and you still pay. Without knowing whether she is a human or a ghost, she was as scared as a puddle of water. If you are like this, let alone escape, you don't even have the strength to escape."

"Yi'er, don't say anything, I don't have the strength now." Wuhuan looked at the woman boldly.

It just so happened that the woman's eyes hidden under Mofa also looked at him deeply.

Wuhuan quickly retracted his gaze, not daring to look at it, but why did he feel that his gaze contained complex and exciting emotions?

"Child, tell me, whose son you just said he was." At this time, the woman calmed down her excitement and her tone was much calmer.

Lin Ziyi's fear instantly eased a bit when he heard her tone.

He smiled and asked, "You are a human, right?"

"Yeah!" The woman nodded, staring at Wuhuan.

"Huh!" Lin Ziyi let out a long sigh of relief.

He smiled and looked at the woman, and asked, "Why do you want to know whose son Wuhuan Uncle is?

By the way, you should have heard what I said just now? Uncle Wuhuan is the son of General Yunjie. We came to worship today, but we didn't think about it, but suddenly he fell off. "

If you want to know what the other person thinks, you have to take the initiative and exchange your sincerity for the plan.

"Yun-jie-de-er-zi!" The woman said word by word, her voice trembling, step by step towards Wuhuan.

Looking at her excited and trembling expression, Lin Ziyi suddenly remembered Uncle Quan's sentence that his wife is missing.

He was surprised: "Uncle Wuhuan, she won't be your mother, right?"

"Uh..." Wuhuan looked at him in surprise, and suddenly looked at the woman in front of him expectantly.

Will it be?

Is it possible that his mother is still alive?

When the woman heard Lin Ziyi's words, she suddenly stopped. She slightly smoothed the green silk on her side behind her ears, revealing a delicate and pale face.

She looked at Wuhuan and said excitedly: "Huan'er, is it your mother?"

Wuhuan was stunned for an instant, and looked straight at her with a pair of eyes.

"How could..." Wuhuan couldn't believe it, looking at her excitedly, how could she live here?

"Huan'er, you are back. The celestial master did not break his promise. He brought you up." The woman burst into tears. She waited for so many years and waited for so many years. Here we are still alive, just to wait for her son to come back and replace her father. revenge!

When Wuhuan heard it, tears fell instantly.

This joyous voice confirmed his identity in an instant.

The word teacher on that day hit Wuhuan's heart even more fiercely.

"Is your mother really my mother?" Wuhuan's voice trembled, tears bursting out of Junya's eyes.

"Yeah!" The woman nodded with a smile, "Back then, after I gave birth to you, you were taken away by the heavenly master."

Wuhuan frowned and said, "Master has never mentioned my life experience to me, and even told me that my family is gone." Wuhuan was a little unbelievable, and all this came very suddenly.

The woman bowed her head and smashed her tears on the ground. She said sadly: "Maybe he wants you to have a carefree life, right?"

Back then, when she was desperate, she met a celestial master. It was the celestial master who helped her and Huan'er survived.

She was originally Jiang Yunzun's most noble daughter Jiang Muqiu.

Married to my favorite husband, I thought I could live up to the wind and grow old, but I never thought that suddenly the sky fell and her family was ruined.