My baby niece is much more pleasing than these brats.

And he also has excellent skills.

At least there is nothing to say about strength.

He has outstanding talent and potential, and he is not weak in fighting!

Anyway, very excellent!

He is so outstanding that his uncle praises him!!!

"Well, my daughter must be the best!" Nangong Jiuer's eyes were full of pride and pride.

In her eyes, the baby girl is the best!

"Mom, can you tell me how you have lived through these years?" Mu Qianqian helped Nangong Jiuer sit down again on the chair, looking at the silver threads on her head, her eyes stinged slightly.

She wants to...

I want to know how she got through these years.

I also want her to sow some of the suppressed emotions in her heart.

She looks too tired!

Confession is the best way to relieve stress.

Not only Mu Qianqian wants to know, but also Nangong Yu and Mu Zhanbei brothers.

Nangong Jiuer raised her eyes, looked through her daughter, and looked into the void.

Her thoughts soon returned to the past.

The rough and hoarse voice tells her experience over the years little by little.

The matter starts with collecting herbs for her daughter.

That day, she followed the cliff and went down little by little, and was about to collect a ten thousand-year-old blood Ganoderma lucidum growing under the cliff. Suddenly, a blood python suddenly rushed out, opened its bloody mouth and attacked her.

She was frightened and accidentally fell off the cliff.

When she woke up again, she found that she had fallen into a nest that only allowed one person to pass through.

She didn't know how long she had been lying inside, but when she crawled out of the nest, she witnessed her husband's miserable appearance.

The blood python was killed by her husband, but at the same time, he was seriously injured and his body was unable to support him and fell from a cliff...

She held his body and cried heartbrokenly.

The Ten Thousand-Year Blood Ganoderma lucidum has been swallowed by the blood python. Not only did she not collect medicine, but she also died with her husband.

At that moment, she was discouraged and completely lost...

She suddenly thought of her family and her father.

The family has a lot of medicinal herbs, and she is helpless when her daughter is sick. Perhaps, will her father have a solution?

Her husband died, and curing her daughter was her only hope to survive.

With this belief, Nangong Jiuer returned to the family.

She was going to kneel in front of her father and beg him to help her daughter...

What just waited for her was a more desperate blow.

When she pushed open the gate of Nangong Mansion, what caught her eye was the corpse all over the ground.

Her legs immediately became weak, and she hugged her husband's body and collapsed on the ground.

Dead...

The Nangong clan, all the clans, were dead, and no one lived.

Nangong Jiuer knelt on the ground for no reason until her legs lost consciousness, until her hair was white, until her husband's body slowly rotted in her arms...

She was like a walking corpse and had to accept the facts in front of her.

She buried her husband's body.

He buried the bones of the tribe members one by one.

Later, she tried a lot of effort to find out that the night her father drove her out of the family, the family unfortunately died...

At that moment, Nangong Jiuer cried into tears.

All the thoughts and beliefs that supported her collapsed...

She was crying in tears every day in regret and self-blame.

In this way, she lived a walking dead life.

She lived in the ruins of Nangong Mansion, witnessed and watched every day, imagined the tragic death of her clan members, and tasted the pain of extermination all day long...

It’s not that she had thought about revenge.

But she knew nothing about the situation back then.

Everything about the Nangong clan has become a taboo for the entire Hidden clan, and no one dares to mention it...

...

Nangong Jiuer's voice was very soft, and her eyes were full of hatred and bloodthirst...

If she knew her enemy, she would want to eat her flesh, drink her blood, suck her tendons, crush her bones and raise ashes!

...

Listening to the mother's experience, the three Mu Zhanbei brothers were both distressed and sad. When they heard that the grandfather's clan was destroyed, there was a huge amount of anger in their eyes.

Damn it, damn it!

Those people are so hateful!!!

"Don't worry, sister, I know those people!" Nangong Yu's expression seemed much calmer.

He still remembers everything he witnessed and the scene of his family's tragic death.

I dreamed of it at midnight, and many times, he wanted to take revenge!

Now, the opportunity has come!

He swore that he would take revenge on everything that happened to his tribe members.

If your relatives suffer a lot, he will suffer a hundred times more.

"A Yu, do you know?" Nangong Jiuer's eyes lit up.

A Yu knows who the enemy is?

"Well, I know, I'm back this time to avenge me!" Nangong Yu nodded, his expression calm as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

He knows.

Of course he knew.

After all, personal experience.

Those cute and respectable tribe members used their blood to open a channel for life, and their father also passed on his lifelong cultivation to him.

Nangong Yu briefly described the situation that night.

Nangong Jiuer's fists were clenched tightly and her chest was undulating...

The three Mu Zhanbei brothers were more angry than the other...

Mu Qianqian's soft little hand covered Nangong Jiuer's thin hands.

Big black and white eyes stared straight at her.

"Does my mother want to avenge the Nangong clan with us?"

The crisp voice is full of murderous intent in its softness.

"I think, I dream of avenging my family!" Nangong Jiuer nodded fiercely, hatred and ferocity burst out in her eyes.

As long as she can avenge her family, she is willing to give everything!

Any price is at all costs!

"Okay, mom will take care of her health these days. When your energy is good, we will go to avenge the Nangong clan together. At that time, mom will not be lenient!"

Seeing the strong desire for revenge in Nangong Jiuer's eyes, Mu Qianqian breathed a little relieved.

As long as there is faith support.

Mu Qianqian found a reason to withdraw.

Before leaving, he winked at Mo Yan.

Mo Yan understood it and followed.

After leaving the yard, Mu Qianqian directly grabbed someone's hand.

Small hand holding big hand...
To be continued...