Second Master, Madam, she is planning to kill someone again!

The sad voice still filled the air.

The female ghost's soul has rushed towards the ancestral hall regardless of the situation. It is trying to break through the barrier set by Su Qiao at the risk of losing its soul!

"Jasmine!" Su Qiao frowned upon seeing this, and rushed forward to save the ghost. However, as soon as he moved, his legs were suddenly hugged by something.

She lowered her head and saw that the fetal spirit's body had been torn into two pieces by the talisman. She didn't know where it got the strength to hold Su Qiao's legs with its last bit of resentment, and mouthed It also whimpered like a young animal.

"Let mom go..."

"..."

Su Qiao raised the Five Thunder Talisman, but couldn't bear to smash it down.

The injustice has the head and the debt has the owner.

"Jasmine!" Su Qiao looked at the female ghost in front of him and shouted calmly, "You don't want to be reincarnated. Do you want these two children to disappear with you? They have never been human for a day... You have to think clearly. !”

The female ghost froze in mid-air, seemingly listening to Su Qiao's words.

Seeing this, Su Qiao breathed a sigh of relief.

The female ghost turned her head and floated towards Su Qiao. Her pale and twisted face slowly returned to its original appearance, except that blood overflowed from her eyes.

It looked like it had been split into two parts, and it was holding Su Qiao's fetal spirit for him, and it was in great pain.

"My child is innocent..."

Su Qiao originally thought that it was thinking about it and was planning to give up revenge, but the female ghost's voice suddenly changed and she complained sternly: "What about me?! I'm not innocent?? You helped them, you should die too!!" "

Su Qiao's expression changed slightly and she wanted to hide, but the fetal spirit holding her under her feet hugged her tighter, locking her in place and excitedly repeating her mother's words: "Go to hell, go to hell!!"

It has no good or evil, it only has mother.

Seeing that the female ghost was already charging towards him with murderous intent, Su Qiao could only take out the Shadow Bearing Sword.

Just as she was about to take action, at that moment, the eye of the past life suddenly broke out. The burning pain made Su Qiao's vision darken and her brain buzzed. She could only endure the pain, followed the female ghost's breath, and slashed at Su Qiao with a sword. The place where its breath is weakest!

"what!!"

While the female ghost screamed, Su Qiao felt something go through her heart, and it was bone-chilling cold!

When she opened her eyes again, she was back in Si Youyuan, and the sun was very warm.

The flowers in the back garden are blooming just right, and the air is filled with the faint fragrance of flowers. It has been baked by the sun and exudes a warm atmosphere.

When Su Qiao was stunned, a soft little hand was suddenly thrust into her palm.

"mom!"

She lowered her head and saw a beautiful little boy, who was smiling brightly at her with his little face raised, his eyes sparkling, and his other hand stretched out from behind, holding a handful of beautiful flowers in his hand.

"Mom, give it to you!"

"..." Su Qiao squatted down in a daze and stroked the boy's soft face. He looked like he was only five or six years old. Children of this age are usually cute.

But the little boy in front of him can be described as exquisite and handsome. He has high eyebrows, deep eye sockets, bright black pupils, straight nose bones that vaguely reveal the rudiments of sharpness that he will grow into, and his lips are also beautiful...

It's simply a smaller version of Shen Xiujin.

"How old are you?" Su Qiao asked softly, but her voice could not help but tremble slightly.

"Six years old!" The boy blinked in confusion, "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

six years old...

Shen Xiujin was also six years old when she encountered that fate-changing car accident...

Su Qiao's nose was so sore that she continued to ask: "What's your name?"

"Mom..." The little boy's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he thought of something. He sighed helplessly, and said in a God-like tone, "Mom, are you playing with me again, 'Who are you?' Game? Why don’t you get tired of playing it?”

Su Qiao felt her throat was sore.

Even in the illusion, she is still forgetting... Will she even forget her biological son?

"Yes, can you tell mom what your name is?" Su Qiao coaxed warmly.

The little boy looked like "I really can't do anything to you" and replied: "My name is Shen Muqiao, Shen Xiujin's Shen, Qingmu's Mu, Su Qiao's Qiao."

Shen...Mu...Qiao...

Su Qiao's eyes were red and she wanted to cry, but she finally broke through her tears and smiled.

It's a name that Shen Xiujin can come up with...

"Dad!" The little boy suddenly looked behind her and shouted happily.