At the top of the mountain, the bleak wind was howling. In this desolate environment, two tall figures stood facing each other like two sculptures, adding a mysterious and tense atmosphere to the mountain.
Nangong Luoyu widened his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him in astonishment, as if he had seen a ghost. His legs trembled slightly and he involuntarily stepped back.
"Chu Qian! How...how did you find this place?"
Nangong Luoyu's voice trembled a little, and her eyes were fixed on Xiao Ning in Chu Qian's arms.
"What did you do to Ning'er?"
Chu Qian held Xiao Ning in her arms, staring at Nangong Luoyu like an enraged lioness, her eyes burning with rage, as if she wanted to burn the woman in front of her to ashes. Her lips trembled slightly, and she shouted angrily:
"Nangong Luoyu, you bitch! You kidnapped my son and made me suffer the pain of losing him for eighteen years! In these eighteen years, there has not been a single day that I have not thought about how to kill you, how to eat your flesh, and drink your blood! Now that I have finally found you, today I will make you pay with blood!"
Before she finished speaking, Chu Qian gently put Xiao Ning aside, and then, like a ferocious tiger, she roared and pounced on Nangong Luoyu. Seeing this, Nangong Luoyu was startled, and then he came back to his senses from the panic.
She quickly dodged and retreated, while nimbly sideways to avoid Chu Qian's fatal attack. Then, she gently waved her right hand, and a white long sword suddenly appeared in her hand. She shook her wrist, and the long sword drew a graceful arc in the air and swung forward.
Chu Qian waved her right arm, and a transparent light shield appeared like an indestructible wall, blocking the oncoming sharp edge.
The moment the light shield and the long sword collided, it was as if the whole world was torn apart. Smoke instantly spread out like a rolling torrent, shrouding everything around in a haze. At the same time, an extremely harsh collision sound resounded through the sky, as if it was about to pierce the sky.
Nangong Luoyu's footsteps involuntarily retreated, and she struggled to resist the storm-like attack in front of her. Chu Qian's eyes were red, and her face was frightening. Her eyes revealed a kind of determination and madness, and it seemed that she really wanted to put Nangong Luoyu to death.
"Calm down! This matter is not what you think. I took Ning'er away for a reason!"
Nangong Luoyu explained loudly, with a hint of urgency and helplessness in her voice. However, for Chu Qian, who was already in a frenzy at the moment, these words were useless and she couldn't listen at all.
"I don't care what your bullshit reason is! You separated us mother and son. If you have a reason and want to get rid of me, then what is the value of my eighteen years of suffering?"
Chu Qian became more and more agitated, her voice was like a roaring wind, carrying endless resentment and sorrow.
After that, Chu Qian began to increase her strength, as if she wanted to vent all her pain and resentment on this blow. The two of them were originally standing opposite each other, but now Nangong Luoyu was forced to squat down. Her face was covered with sweat, which slid down her cheeks to her neck. Her cheeks had already turned red, and it looked like she might fall down at any time.
Just as they were at a stalemate, suddenly, a figure ran towards them. Xiao Ning raised a wooden stick and smashed it hard at Chu Qian. He had an angry look on his face and shouted:
"Let my master go!"
The moment Chu Qian saw Xiao Ning, a trace of astonishment and fear flashed in her eyes. She never expected that Xiao Ning would appear at this time, let alone that he would attack her. She instantly pulled back her strength to resist the attack of the stick, which also gave Nangong Luoyu a chance to catch his breath.
Nangong Luoyu came to Xiao Ning without saying anything and hugged him tightly in her arms. Then, she used all her strength to distance herself from Chu Qian.
Nangong Luoyu looked at Xiao Ning with horror on his face, groping him with trembling hands, as if to confirm whether he was okay, and kept shouting: "Ning'er! Are you okay?"
Seeing this, Xiao Ning quickly shook his head, indicating that he was fine. However, his eyes were always on Chu Qian, revealing a hint of suspicion and questioning.
Xiao Ning took a step forward, holding Nangong Luoyu tightly behind him, and faced Chu Qian, saying sternly: "Why did you knock me out? How dare you bully my master!"
Chu Qian was furious at first, but when she saw Xiao Ning and Nangong Luoyu being so intimate, the anger in her heart was instantly extinguished, replaced by endless sadness and despair. Her eyes gradually became moist, and tears flowed out like a flood, sliding down her cheeks.
Chu Qian covered her chest, her heart aching, and said with a choked voice: "Ning'er! Child, I am your mother! I am your biological mother!"
Chu Qian's words were like a bolt from the blue, hitting Xiao Ning hard. He froze, his eyes wide open, staring at the woman in front of him who claimed to be his mother in disbelief.
Xiao Ning's mind was blank. After an unknown amount of time, he came back to his senses. He turned his head and looked at Nangong Luoyu behind him, and asked with a puzzled look on his face:
"Master! Didn't you say that my parents are dead? What is going on?"
Nangong Luoyu stared at Xiao Ning, who looked bewildered. Suddenly, she seemed to have lost all her courage. She slowly lowered her head, as if she didn't know how to face the situation. She held Xiao Ning's hand tightly, but remained silent and couldn't say a word.
Xiao Ning noticed Nangong Luoyu's strangeness, and his heart tightened. An ominous premonition came to his mind. He quickly turned his gaze to Chu Qian, only to see that Chu Qian had already burst into tears, and the tears kept falling from the corners of her eyes like a flood.
Chu Qian cried and shouted at the top of her lungs, "Child! I am really your mother! You have a butterfly-shaped birthmark on your right shoulder, and there is a red heart dotted with cinnabar on your lower abdomen. I have one too!"
Before she finished speaking, Chu Qian suddenly ripped open her shirt as if she had made up her mind, revealing her flat belly. Just above her navel, there was indeed a red heart dotted with cinnabar, bright and juicy, like a burning star.
Chu Qian pointed at the red heart and continued with a trembling voice:
"This is what your mother painted on you and yourself when you were just one month old! This is the proof between us as mother and son! My child, let me see your belly. If you have the same red heart, then it proves that you are my biological son!"
Xiao Ning looked at the woman in front of him in shock, because every word she said was very accurate. Xiao Ning did have a butterfly birthmark on his right shoulder, and there was also a red heart with cinnabar dots on his lower abdomen! Could it be that what she said was true? Was she his biological mother?
Just when Xiao Ning's mind was in a mess and he didn't know what to do, Nangong Luoyu behind him suddenly came in front of him, then held Xiao Ning's hand tightly and whispered.
"She is right, she is indeed your mother."
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