Mingluo didn't know if it was her illusion, but the look in the Hui family's patriarch's eyes when he looked at her seemed familiar, but she didn't recognize this old man with the aura of a king at all.
What does "You are not her yet" mean?
Could it be that Mingluo is someone?
Ming Luo glared at the Hui family's patriarch with a cold face. Even though she had been tortured for several days, her eyes were still full of spirit.
Perhaps attracted by Mingluo's gaze, the Hui family's head said, "But your eyes are her."
"What do you mean?" Ming Luo stared at the head of the Hui family without any fear on his face.
"Since you haven't remembered it yet, it means the time is not right yet. There is no rush." The head of the Hui family put one hand behind his back and walked back to the center of the altar leisurely to continue presiding over the sacrificial ceremony.
The light of the formation on the altar was very bright. Mingluo looked at Hui Jianzhi who was waiting on the side. His face flickered in the light of the formation, making it difficult to see clearly, but what she was sure of was that Hui Jianzhi was always staring at where she was.
The familiar sound of a mechanism being activated was heard, and the two stone slabs in the middle of the altar floor slowly separated, revealing a rectangular hole. The ground inside the hole gradually rose until it was parallel to the altar. A furnace carved with exquisite lace suddenly appeared in front of Ming Luo. The liquid in the furnace emitted a dazzling color, and the edges of the furnace were all dyed golden.
The metal in the furnace was burned white, and the gurgling liquid rolled and surged, boiling like a volcano. The hot air coming out of the furnace made people's noses hurt and they couldn't open their eyes. Mingluo quickly turned his head, but a few strands of his hair were still singed.
Huijian Zhi pulled Mingluo from the furnace to his side without leaving any trace to prevent Mingluo from being burned by the heat.
Afterwards, the head of the Hui family activated the mechanism again, and the familiar black iron cage appeared again on the other side of the formation.
Mingluo's heart suddenly tightened. The lifeless figure in the cage, wasn't it his mother?
The cage door opened, and two maids carried Su Zhen out and placed him in front of the head of the Hui family.
Even though Su Zhen had left the cage and was no longer tied up, she was still unconscious and unable to move. She was barely breathing, looking like a dead person.
"Mom..." Ming Luo murmured. She wanted to rush over and hug her mother and leave here immediately, but she couldn't do it. She was injured and felt weak all over. Moreover, Hui Jianzhi held her mother tightly in his hand.
The head of the Hui family glanced at Ming Luo with a stern look. Hui Jianzhi immediately tightened the rope in his hand, controlled Ming Luo to his side, and used magic to seal Ming Luo's voice.
Mingluo kept opening her mouth to call out, but no sound came out. She looked at Huijianzhi in despair, but Huijianzhi was looking intently at the head of the family and did not give Mingluo any response.
Su Zhen's body was lifted up in the air by tiny words and moved little by little above the furnace. This scene clearly showed that his mother was going to be burned to death!
Ming Luo struggled hard, using up all the little spiritual power that had just been stored in her body. She suddenly spat out a mouthful of dirty blood and was attacked by the Hui family's formation again.
But Mingluo didn't care about the pain of her internal organs being shattered by the backlash. She only wanted to be with her mother. She couldn't just watch her mother die and do nothing!
"Puff!" Another mouthful of blood spurted out.
The head of the Hui family looked at Hui Jianzhi with displeasure and said kindly, "Her blood is very precious. Don't waste it."
Hui Jianzhi bowed silently, and immediately waved a few talismans that turned into a talisman, which he stuck on Mingluo's neck. Now, Mingluo couldn't even move her body. She couldn't make a sound or move, and could only watch her mother being thrown into the furnace.
The words supporting Su Zhen's body flew back into the hands of the Hui family's patriarch, and Su Zhen's body fell uncontrollably into the furnace that was burning in a white-hot state.
At this moment, time seemed to be slowed down, and Ming Luo's terrified eyes reflected the appearance of Su Zhen falling into the furnace.
She was gentle and beautiful, her young face showing no trace of time, and her soft body seemed to tell Mingluo that she was still alive.
That was Mingluo's biological mother, the woman who had protected her since she was a child. She said she would wait for her to come home from get off work to have dinner together, and she said she would make Mingluo's favorite shredded potatoes.
In fact, Mingluo has always been embarrassed to say it out loud. The food her mother cooks is really not tasty. Even the rice is cooked dry. It is not as delicious as the fast food downstairs, and her cooking skills are not as superb as Minglei's. But Mingluo just likes to eat the home-cooked meals made by her mother. She likes the three of them to sit around a table, chatting and eating happily. It doesn't matter whether the food is delicious or not. What matters is that she can eat with her family.
When she was a child, she would always be proud when her mother attended a parent-teacher conference for her. It was not because she got good grades or because of the teacher’s praise, but because her mother was always the most beautiful person in the conference and the other children liked her very much.
Mingluo still remembers that every time her mother called her to get up, she would not give her any face at all. She would open the curtains, open the windows for fresh air, lift the quilt, clean the house with a vacuum cleaner, and make all kinds of noises with ping-pong. She tried all kinds of methods, but Mingluo was sleepy and always stayed in bed, so her mother would deliberately say a later time to trick Mingluo into getting up.
My mother is a very strong person. She carries the entire family on her own and raises Mingluo and his sister by herself. Behind this ordinary single mother, she also carries the tragic fate of the previous generation of crossers. The powerful blood of the ghost clan flows in her body, and she will return to the Suma continent sooner or later.
Yes, I returned to the Suma continent and was ruthlessly thrown into the furnace.
Su Zhen's gentle face reflected the golden color of the furnace. Her hair was burned to ash by the heat, her limbs were corroded by the boiling liquid, her flesh was disintegrated bit by bit, and her head was completely devoured. A cloud of black ash rose from the furnace, and pieces of her shattered soul drifted away in the wind.
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