Twelve aristocrats

With such a big movement, the sound of the chains colliding became even louder. An Xiaoruo clearly saw that the moment the woman stood up, the four iron chains that tied her limbs trembled violently.

The woman saw a girl in a white dress by the lake through the gaps in her disheveled hair. She had a delicate and lovely face, and those eyes that were too lavender and clear flowed with infinite light, such pure eyes that were not stained with any impurities. .

Suddenly, the woman went crazy! !He desperately wanted to rush to An Xiaoruo, as if he wanted to tear An Xiaoruo apart! !

"An Xiaorou—————"

The woman shouted this name emotionally, even An Xiaoruo herself was startled! !

An Xiaoruo is a little strange!He even doesn't understand the woman's sudden madness!

"An Xiaorou??" For some reason, when hearing this name, An Xiaoruo always felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity!

"Can you tell me who An Xiaorou is?" An Xiaoruo asked, ignoring the woman's unfriendly behavior towards her.

"Do you still want to keep pretending in front of me! Heh..." The woman stopped her aggressive movements, stared intently at the face that she would never forget in her life, and continued: "Back then, when the passing of the holy wind was Bewildered by your pure appearance! Hehe... What's the use of saying this now! Isn't the purpose of you locking me here is to prevent me from seeing the dead! However, these are irrelevant It's urgent!"

The woman smiled, and the smile was so desolate and lonely.

"It's also my fault. I shouldn't believe in death, and I won't marry Master Heiyu in a fit of anger." Although she was smiling, no one noticed that there were strings of crystal objects left along her jaw. Drops fell to the ground.

"Master Heiyu???? Then do you remember Sheng Yuye and Sheng Yujie???"

Hearing the words "Master Heiyu", An Xiaoruo immediately understood, but she still couldn't understand who the Holy Wind Passed in her mouth?And who is An Xiaorou?

Hearing the names of Sheng Yuye and Sheng Yujie, the woman's body froze immediately, and An Xiaoruo seemed to be able to see her body trembling.

After a few seconds of silence, the woman roared frantically again: "An Xiaorou, what do you want to do!! What do you want to do to them!!!"

"They are your children! Don't worry, auntie, I'm not An Xiaorou, although I don't know who An Xiaorou is? You just need to know that your child Sheng Yu Ye Sheng Yujie has entered the death classroom in order to find you .”

Seeing the strong actions of the woman, An Xiaoruo's question was answered.

"Aunt?? How old are you?"

The woman was stunned. The girl in front of her who looked exactly like An Xiaorou actually called her aunt? ?The woman pushed back her long hair with great effort, and took a closer look at An Xiaoruo, and found that the girl in front of her was only seventeen or eighteen years old!

"Seventeen." An Xiaoruo didn't quite understand the woman asking her age?

"How old are Xiaoye and Xiaojie?" When the woman mentioned their names, her voice was inexplicably gentler, like a mother's innate love.

"Ye, eighteen, Xiaojie eleven." An Xiaoruo answered the woman's question in a daze. It turned out that Sheng Yuye's mother called her Xiaoye. Why does this nickname sound so awkward!

The woman immediately lowered her eyes and sighed with guilt: "So it's been so long, 11 years!"

"It's me, I'm sorry for them... I have never fulfilled my mother's responsibility for a day in 11 years, especially Xiaojie..." The woman sobbed in a guilty voice, presumably, she must regret and blame herself.

"Auntie, don't be sad, they don't blame you, Zhenye and Xiaojie love you very much. Otherwise, they wouldn't risk their lives to enter the death classroom." An Xiaoruo's voice became smaller and smaller, It seems to be worried about them.