Chapter 472 Mother-Child Talk

Hearing this weak voice, Hong Yu was stunned. It was his mother! He hurriedly got up from the Fairy Lake, put on his clothes, and looked around, but he found nothing. It was very empty, except for some small animals and flowers and plants.

Before entering the seventh floor of Futu, Hong Yu clearly saw his mother's soul, tied to a cross by a thick chain. At that time, he also saw the blazing fire below. Now the fire has disappeared, and his mother is gone. Why is this?

He suddenly rose to the sky, looked at it, and shouted, "Mom, I'm Yuer. Where are you? Why can't I see you?"

"Oh, little boy, what's going on?" The little thing and the dead mouse also rushed up from the fairy lake, and the faces of the two mythical beasts were full of confusion.

"Yuer...look up..."

Sulan's weak voice sounded in this space again. When Hong Yu heard the words, he hurriedly looked up, and a strong joy suddenly appeared on his face.

I saw a cross suspended from the high sky. My mother's soul was tightly tied to it by a thick chain of a dark bowl.

Decades later, Sulan still has no color of wilting. Her white clothes are floating and the silk is flying, like the nine-day fairy. Of course, Hong Yu knows that the mother in front of her is not a real existence, because this is just the soul of her mother, a shadow.

A shadow is so lifelike and has been sealed for decades, which shows how powerful Sulan's soul is.

My mother's soul has been sealed here for decades. Now it is finally going to be unsealed, allowing my mother to return to the appearance of the former half-god strong man. Needless to say, Hong Yu's excitement in his heart. Without hesitation, he immediately took the little things and dead mice and flew directly to the front of Sulan's soul.

The cross behind Sulan's soul is simple and vicissitudes. It is a kind of wood. The chain that binds Sulan's soul is extremely dark, as if it can absorb all the glory. Obviously, whether it is a wooden frame or a chain, it is not an ordinary existence.

"Yuer...hehe, she has grown so big... Let me take a good look at you..." Although Sulan's soul looks still, the words in her mouth are very fragile. Looking at Hong Yu in front of her, her beautiful face is like a flower and she is very happy. Unfortunately, the soul stone has no tears. Otherwise, I'm afraid that she would have been excited and burst into tears at this time.

"Squeak... The rat said, Hong Yu bastard, your mother is so powerful. After so many years of sealing in this bird place, she is still so glorious." Looking at Sulan's soul on the wooden shelf, the dead mouse said in horror.

"Mimi, little boy said, are you really the soul of Xiaoyu's mother? Oh, my God, it's so beautiful! No wonder Xiao Yuyu is so beautiful. It turns out that there is such a beautiful mother!" The little thing flew forward, circled around the cross twice, and sighed in a milky voice.

It was really rotten that day, which immediately made Sulan smile, and a strong color of love appeared in its beautiful eyes.

Hong Yu, who was already crying excitedly, raised his hand and touched his face, nodded and said, "Mom, now I'll cut off this messy chain and unblock you."

With that, his mind moved gently, and the magic knife appeared silently behind him, with a huge magic spirit.

"Don't worry..." Sulan's soul shook her head and waited for a moment. After gathering a little strength, she said fluently, "It has been sealed here for decades, and I'm not in a hurry at this time. Once you break this chain, I will take advantage of the wind and return to my body. Now, I I want to talk to you first."

"Well, mother, you said." Hong Yu nodded, but the death knife behind him did not take back and was suspended there silently.

A pair of autumn water eyes of Sulan's soul looked up and down at Hong Yu for a long time, with a happy smile on her face and nodded, "Well, for decades, Yuer has grown well and has actually reached the peak of Mahayana. Compared with your father in the past years, there are many more on the wall. Ha ha."

Hearing the praise of his mother's soul, Hong Yu touched his nose, and his face showed a rare embarrassed look. When the dead mouse and the little guy saw that the mother and son were going to have a good talk, they both shut up and just stayed there quietly.

"That's because I am a tree of life and the object specially cultivated by my ancestors. But his father is different. He is just a normal person. Hong Yu smiled.

"Ancestor? Humph!" Hearing Hong Yu mention the soul of Sulan's soul, Qiongbi snorted with some disdain. Obviously, the last words handed down by the ancestors to plant the seeds of life in their bodies before the endless years were very dissatisfied.

She sighed slightly, "Yuer, I think my body has never told you the reason why the ancestors planted the tree of life in your Dantian. That's why he made you a pawn. Humph, the existence that the peerless strongmen of all worlds can't deal with. Why should I let my children deal with it? Why does such a big responsibility fall on my child's shoulder?"

Seeing his mother's soul and annoy appearance, Hong Yu was a little shocked. It turned out that his father and mother had long known his mission to come to this world to kill a peerless strongman in the world who could not be killed. Usually, his mother has never mentioned this matter to herself, but she didn't want to increase. Add her psychological burden and think about it again. She often says that she is an eagle to inspire herself. I'm afraid that this is the ultimate goal. Since the seed of life in her Dantian has become an immutable fact, she can only constantly motivate herself to become stronger.

At the beginning, their parents would turn back to the Hong family. Now Sulan's soul will disdain the ancestors, which is naturally understandable. They have no selfishness to their parents and do not want their children to be normal people, but their children shouldered such a difficult task as soon as they were born!

"Oh, this..." Hong Yu touched his nose and smiled and said, "Mom, I have already fought with the man the ancient gods wanted me to kill."

"Have you already had a deal with him? Yuer, are you hurt? Hearing this, Sulan's soul was shocked and asked anxiously.

"Hmm." Hong Yu nodded and smiled, "It's just a wisp of the other party's mind. Don't worry, I'm the eagle. How can I be so easily injured?"

Hearing Hong Yu boasting, Su Lan's soul couldn't help but give him a funny look and said, "Even the peerless strongmen of the world have fallen into the hands of that man. Even if he is a wisp of soul, he should be powerful and incredible, right?"